### 461. Drunk
Ning Chu still didn’t like alcohol, mostly because she hated the taste and was always worried about what kind of trouble might happen if she got drunk.
But today, a dorm mate was celebrating Wen Yang’s birthday, and among the attendees were two trustworthy roommates she spent every day with, plus a certain someone who had devoured her whole and turned her into a walking Cream Bun—so drinking a little didn’t seem like a big deal.
The cocktails were surprisingly smooth, tasting more like boozy juice, and she didn’t mind them at all. However, the alcohol content was a bit high; after just a few sips, her cheeks were already flushed a bright pink, her eyes exhibiting a adorably dazed innocence.
She cradled her glass, gently swaying her upper body left and right, occasionally bumping into Wen Yang beside her. With her guard down, her cute, naive demeanor made her look like an easy target for some playful teasing.
“Hey, little maid! Bring up the cake we prepared!” Zhang Shaoqing called over to the maid in the room. “And you, stay away from him! His girlfriend gets super jealous. Don’t want you getting hurt, so come sit with your big brother~”
Wen Yang shot a glance at the maid beside him. “When did Ning Chu ever hit anyone?”
“What, are you hoping the maid will sit closer?”
“I’m just spreading a rumor!”
He wasn’t used to such a rowdy atmosphere and seemed pretty stiff, hardly drinking at all.
Suddenly, someone snatched his drink from his hand. He blinked, looking down at the little Succubus next to him, who was chugging her drink like a champ. He sighed, “Hey, cut back. Didn’t you say you didn’t drink?”
“But it’s your birthday~ Plus, it’s been ages since our dorm gathered!”
Ning Chu wobbled her drink, sounding a bit tipsy: “If I get drunk, you’ll take care of me… hic!”
“Can you help me get two cups of hot water?” Wen Yang turned to the maid and instructed, “Use wine glasses and tell her it’s white wine.”
“I heard that! You’re plotting against me right in front of my face!”
He couldn’t help but pinch Ning Chu’s bright little face, a gentle smile in his eyes. “Alright, no more drinking.”
“I’m not drunk yet…”
Ning Chu pouted, not keen to let go of her drink.
“Then you’re planning to skip the late-night snack tonight?”
She froze for a moment, then hurriedly placed her drink on the table, sitting up straight and obediently declared, “Eat! Definitely eating!”
“You two are still having late-night snacks tonight?” Zhang Shaoqing remarked enviously. “Qian Qian won’t let me eat, says I’ll get fat, and wants me to focus on my health…”
“It’s fine; mainly, Ning Chu craves food.”
“d*mn, being able to eat without gaining weight is the best~” he grumbled about Qian Qian. “I’m still under twenty, and she’s already barking at me to exercise. Not to mention no late-night snacks, and then she gets on my case about smoking, drinking, and staying up late. If you didn’t know better, you’d think I was pushing eighty!”
“Is it because you’re too weak in bed?” Wang Jie weakly posed the theory.
Zhang Shaoqing nearly jumped up, exasperated. “No way! Every time, I leave her begging for mercy! Don’t assume we’re all losers just because you are!”
“Man, you’ve been looking pretty weak lately…”
“That’s just because Qian Qian is in great shape right now! Once this phase passes, I’ll bring the ‘husband’ back in style!”
Zhang Shaoqing didn’t want to dwell on his sad stories and turned to Wen Yang, “Hey, is Ning Chu really the one? How do you handle it?”
“Probably too scared to even touch Ning Chu right now; Wen Yang is more timid than me.”
“Not to that extent, but I suspect Wen Yang has to take medication every time.” He patted Wen Yang’s shoulder earnestly, “You’re strong, but relying on pills all the time isn’t good~”
In front of their buddies, Wen Yang straightened up proudly. “Who needs pills? It’s Ning Chu who can’t handle me!”
“Sure, right!”
When a bunch of guys get together, the topics usually revolve around politics, games, or girls.
They usually tone it down when Ning Chu is around, but now that they’ve had some drinks, and with her being tipsy too, they decided to let loose.
“Hey, they say only overworked cows are good, right? Women can be wild! Wen Yang, you just love to brag!”
“My girlfriend wears glasses, is a straight-A student, and a model student. But when we hit the sheets, she can flip me inside out!”
“Qian Qian too! I used to think she was really conservative, but once she gets going, she’s wilder than me! Always looking for something exciting! Last time, she wanted to go wild in the jungle; how could I let her suffer like that? Booked a five-star hotel instead!”
Munching on cake and sipping drinks, the guys chattered away while Ning Chu leaned against Wen Yang’s shoulder, dazedly rubbing her cheek against him like a little cat.
Her mind felt blank, and she zoned out to their chatter, letting their words drift in and out without retaining any meaning.
“Should we book a room for Ning Chu later? The four of us can go to the internet cafe for some gaming?”
“Is that a good idea?” Wen Yang shook his head, refusing. “I need to keep an eye on her. What if she wakes up and can’t find anyone?”
“She’s not a three-year-old,” someone quipped.
But Wen Yang knew Ning Chu got anxious in unfamiliar environments, especially after drinking, so he firmly shook his head. “Nah, I don’t feel comfortable with her having alcohol in her system.”
He glanced at the person resting against him only to see Ning Chu subtly reaching for his drink, trying to swipe it.
Wen Yang couldn’t help but laugh and gently swatted her hand away. The moment she was caught, her hand flew back to her side, a wide-eyed innocent look plastered on her face as she gazed up at him.
“Here, have some water instead.”
Zhang Shaoqing handed her a cup of plain water.
“Not drinking that.”
“Suit yourself,” he shot a glance at Ning Chu, “With how bad your alcohol tolerance is, it’s a wonder you’re not more of a party animal.”
He turned to speak to Wen Yang, but his phone lit up on the table.
Zhang Shaoqing quickly hushed the singing maid and silenced everything in the room: “Shh~ My girlfriend is calling! No talking!”
Then he answered the phone call from Qian Qian, a sheepish grin on his face. “Hey? Qian Qian? I’m out eating with Wen Yang.”
“I can’t tonight. My roommate’s birthday, and we’re having a barbecue… I’m not drinking… No, even if I’m made of iron, I still need a day to recover!”
Wang Jie and Wen Yang nearly burst out laughing.
“Who’s that?” Ning Chu suddenly asked loudly, her expression still blissfully fuzzy.
“No! That’s Ning Chu! Listen to her voice!”
“Where are you staying tonight?”
Zhang Shaoqing hastily poured Ning Chu another drink, shoving the glass into her hands and explaining into the phone, “She’s had a bit too much. I swear I haven’t touched a drop!”
Ning Chu hugged her drink contentedly, lazily leaning against Wen Yang, looking up at his handsome face and breaking into a goofy grin.
Wen Yang gently ruffled her hair, pinched her warm cheeks, and softly said, “Drink less.”
“I know~ I still want late-night snacks tonight~”
What a Succubus, thinking of something so spicy even now.
His mouth twitched, but he noticed Ning Chu clinging to his shoulder, stretching her neck to whisper in his ear, “After drinking tonight, my battle power will be off the charts! Just wait and see~”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
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A first update; not sure why my left eye is throbbing so much.
