Chapter 153: A Bunch of Drunks

Shen Yan: "Someone was getting carried away just now, losing their temper at me. Reflect on yourself properly."

Wu Yue'er: "Brother, I was wrong (pitiful)."

Shen Yan coughed lightly. How could this woman be so inconsistent? Her coquettishness was as fierce as a tiger.

It was unbearable!

"How did you and Youwei suddenly make up?"

Wu Yue'er: "Isn't that all thanks to your little girlfriend? Once the main wife appears, a mistress like me has to step aside."

Shen Yan: "You must be drunk. If you'd even had a single peanut to eat, you wouldn't be this wasted."

Wu Yue'er: "Giggle! You're still as funny as ever. I really did drink too much. The three of them are acting crazy from the alcohol; hurry over and help."

Shen Yan was left speechless by this bunch. Their alcohol tolerance was smaller than a goldfish bowl, yet they still tried to drink like everyone else. Since he couldn't just leave them be, he had to greet Hao Anqi.

"An Qi, the ones next door are dead drunk. I'm going to help clean up the mess."

"So crazy? Then go ahead!" Hao Anqi didn't even look up.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

The door opened, and Wu Yue'er's graceful figure came into view. She was dressed as before, in a white shirt and a black tight-fitting leather skirt, exuding a unique, sexy charm. Her fair, shapely jade legs looked even more slender and delicate under the dim light, as alluring and eye-catching as mutton-fat jade.

At this moment, her peach-blossom eyes looked hazy and blurred, and her slightly tipsy face seemed embedded in the night, shimmering with the allure of someone who had been drinking.

"Hiccup! You're here. Hurry and get them into bed." Wu Yue'er let out a drunken hiccup, a faint smile hanging on the corners of her mouth.

Shen Yan shook his head helplessly and complained, "You lot, why did you have to drink so much for no reason?"

"Heh! How do you know there was no reason?" Wu Yue'er pouted, her naive nature fully exposed.

You have to admit, a drunk Northeastern Huniu was actually kind of cute.

Shen Yan was slightly stunned, but he didn't think too much about it. After entering the room, he saw Luo Qiqi and Yu Youwei acting crazy from the alcohol, their pretty faces flushed red. Yu Youwei leaned on Luo Qiqi's shoulder, shouting, "Stinky Pi Yan, why don't you want me!"

"What's so good about that woman? She looks like a vixen, and at a glance, she's a scheming bitch... *hiccup! *"

Luo Qiqi's head was tilted against the chair. Pushed by Yu Youwei, she almost fell off. She muttered, "What's so good about men? Youwei, let me tell you, I'm going to earn a lot, lot of money in the future, and then I'll make Shen Yan drink your foot-washing water."

"Drink foot-washing water? Tee-hee, that's a great idea!" Yu Youwei giggled foolishly.

Only Chen Shanni was the most well-behaved. Just like her personality, after getting drunk, she was like a quiet little kitten, lying silently by the dining table. Her slightly parted, full red lips twitched from time to time, as if she were telling some secret.

The table was covered in various food scraps and over a dozen empty draft beer cans, showcasing the glorious battle record of the women.

The two women's conversation made Wu Yue'er giggle repeatedly. She leaned on Shen Yan's shoulder and said, "Guess what Youwei's foot-washing water tastes like? Salty or sweet?"

"I..."

Forget it, he couldn't be bothered to argue with these drunks. After steadying Wu Yue'er, Shen Yan went to Yu Youwei's side, hoisted her up, and walked toward the bedroom.

"Mmm..." Yu Youwei let out a soft moan. Her hazy eyes opened slightly, and after recognizing who it was, she couldn't help but giggle foolishly.

"Pi Yan, you're here. I knew you wouldn't abandon me, tee-hee! Hug!"

After saying that, she wrapped herself tightly around Shen Yan like an octopus. Shen Yan was held so tightly he couldn't move his feet, so he simply grabbed her thighs with both hands, one on each side, and lifted her up; it was much easier once her body was off the ground.

After lying on the bed, Yu Youwei still wouldn't let go of Shen Yan, saying drunkenly, "Pi Yan, I really like you so much. Don't leave me."

"Be good! Go to sleep first!" Shen Yan patted her head, then turned to help Luo Qiqi.

There was no need to be polite with this girl; he just hoisted her up and tossed her onto the bed.

Chen Shanni was the most obedient. After hazily seeing his face, she let him pick her up, murmuring in her sleep, "Shen Yan, you must be happy."

Regarding this gentle and quiet little girl, honestly, if he hadn't met Hao Anqi, Shen Yan would definitely have pursued her.

When he came back out, he saw Wu Yue'er eating the remaining skewers and river snails with great relish, licking her fingers from time to time. There wasn't a trace of a goddess left in her.

Seeing this, Shen Yan couldn't help but roast her: "If you keep eating like this, you'll definitely get as fat as a pig. Let's see who will hire you as a model then."

Wu Yue'er's movements paused. She looked at the skewer in her hand with an expression like a mosquito trapped in a spiderweb, struggling and conflicted. Finally, she found a reasonable excuse for herself: "Who knows that the food on the plate is the result of hard work."

Wasting is shameful!

"Impressive! When a woman is ruthless, she even lies to herself." Shen Yan gave her a thumbs-up.

He then found a large plastic bag and swept all the leftovers into it, planning to take them down to throw away tomorrow.

"Ah!"

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a cry of pain from behind. Turning around, he saw Wu Yue'er standing by the coffee table, clutching her knee with her right hand, going "Ouch, ouch!"

Her pretty face was full of pain.

"Shen Yan, it... it's killing me. Hurry over and help me."

Great! This girl was seriously drunk; she couldn't even walk steadily.

Shen Yan stepped forward and helped her sit on the sofa. His gaze swept to her knee, only to see that the originally smooth and fair area was already bruised and swollen; it was clearly a nasty injury.

"It hurts!" Wu Yue'er pouted, her eyes brimming with tears.

Shen Yan couldn't help but find it funny. After getting drunk, the Huniu was like a different person, her fragility on par with Chen Shanni's. He really wanted to take out his phone and film it.

He found a bottle of honey in the refrigerator and applied it directly to the wound. The icy, cool sensation made Wu Yue'er let out a comfortable moan, and her brow slowly smoothed out.

"That's what you get for drinking so much. Now you're suffering."

As he spoke, Shen Yan's expression suddenly became a bit unnatural.

At this moment, he was sitting on the coffee table, while Wu Yue'er was leaning against the sofa opposite him. Her injured right leg was slightly bent, and that black tight-fitting skirt was already pitifully short, so the scenery beneath the skirt was laid bare before Shen Yan.

It was actually cartoon-print panties!

He hadn't expected the Huniu to have such a childlike hobby.

Such an alluring scene was like a bolt of lightning cutting through the night sky, instantly igniting the fire of desire deep within Shen Yan's heart. His gaze was involuntarily drawn to it, but he also felt that it wasn't quite appropriate.

He was a man who had tasted the fruit, after all; peeking was too pathetic.

So, Shen Yan handed over the honey bottle and stood up, saying, "Apply the cold compress yourself. I have to go back."

Wu Yue'er didn't notice his abnormality at all. Hearing this, she immediately put on a pitiful expression, saying that she was in this state and he was actually cruel enough to abandon her.

With that tone and that expression, anyone who didn't know better would have thought she'd been dumped by a heartless man.

"It's not that serious of an injury; it'll pass if you just take it easy. Get some rest, and call me if you need anything."

Not minding that resentful gaze, Shen Yan waved his hand and left the Chen residence directly.