ASSHKHME Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Husband!

Chen Zhuo was happy today and drank a lot of wine. Xie Yu couldn’t stop him, so he simply let him be.

By the time the dinner ended, it was already dark.

Chen Zhuo was staggering as he walked. Xie Yu tried to support him, but he refused, “I’m very sober, Xie Yu, look, am I walking in a straight line?”

As the designated driver, Xie Yu hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol.

Helplessly following behind the swaying Chen Zhuo, he clapped his hands and said, “Baby, that line is way too straight, straighter than you are.”

Li Ang was on the verge of tears as he supported the drunken Zhao Jiashu. He’d much rather be holding his girlfriend’s hand than hugging this heavy big brother.

With two drunkards and a girl, Xie Yu simply found a hotel nearby and booked three rooms: two king rooms and one standard room.

Xie Yu was too embarrassed to ask Li Ang and Chu Ran if they wanted to stay together. What if the girl wasn’t willing or was too shy in front of others?

So he simply gave them the choice: either let Zhao Jiashu, the single dog, stay in the standard room by himself, or Li Ang could stay with him.

Anyway, he and Chen Zhuo were going to sleep in the king room! Finally, he didn’t have to squeeze into that small, less than a meter wide, broken bed in the dorm!

Chen Zhuo was tipsy and leaned lazily against Xie Yu.

Xie Yu was very pleased that even when drunk, he knew who his boyfriend was.

He simply picked him up horizontally and said to Li Ang and Chu Ran, “I’ll take Little Zhuo’er back to the room first, and then come back to deal with Zhao Jiashu, this drunkard.”

Li Ang waved his hand, “No need, I can handle him. This kid’s okay when he’s drunk, he doesn’t act crazy. Yu-ge, you take care of Little Zhuo’er.”

Xie Yu looked at Chu Ran, “It’s not appropriate to have the girl help you deal with a drunkard, is it?”

Li Ang laughed, “Would I let my girlfriend take care of someone else? I can do it myself, don’t worry about it.”

Chu Ran also said, “I’ll call you if we need anything, go serve your wife.”

Hearing this, Xie Yu raised an eyebrow, “Okay, I’m leaving then, call me if you need anything.”

The standard room was on the next floor. As the elevator doors closed, Chu Ran whispered, “Babe, do you think Xie Yu will bully Chen Zhuo? Like, you know…”

Li Ang laughed, “Yu-ge only looks arrogant, he wouldn’t dare. Just like I wouldn’t dare to bully you, what kind of family status is that?”

Chu Ran smiled and punched him on the shoulder. Zhao Jiashu next to them suddenly made a vomiting sound, “yue—”

Li Ang quickly stepped out of the elevator, “Don’t throw up, don’t throw up!”

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Xie Yu swiped his card and entered the room, placing Chen Zhuo on the bed.

Chen Zhuo was dead drunk, his face flushed, his lips moist, and his hair spread messily on the sheets. The little curls that stuck up looked like small hooks, swaying Xie Yu’s heart along with them.

Xie Yu quietly looked at him, his eyebrows filled with love.

He leaned down and kissed Chen Zhuo’s forehead, then took off his shoes and socks.

Xie Yu pondered for a moment and decided that Chen Zhuo smelled strongly of alcohol, so he also stripped off his clothes.

Leaving only a pitiful pair of underwear.

Xie Yu hurriedly covered Chen Zhuo with the blanket and went to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. His disheveled appearance was reflected in the mirror.

He helplessly pinched the center of his eyebrows. Xie Yu, ah, Xie Yu, people are not sober when they are drunk, don’t be reckless without permission.

But then again, taking advantage of a little bit is only human nature, right?

Just as Xie Yu was thinking this, he suddenly heard Chen Zhuo calling his name, “Xie Yu…”

It was a very light sound, but he still heard it and hurried out of the bathroom.

Chen Zhuo was wrapped in the blanket, his eyes half-open, and he said vaguely, “Xie Yu, Xie Yu, I want to drink water.”

Xie Yu sat on the edge of the bed, leaned down, and said with a wicked smile, “Want to drink water?”

Chen Zhuo closed his eyes and nodded, “Thirsty.”

Xie Yu pointed at his lips with his fingertip, coaxing him, “Call me husband, and husband will get you water.”

He thought he would have to coax him several times to achieve his goal.

He didn’t expect Chen Zhuo to move his head, rub against his leg, and say obediently, “Husband, please get me some water.”

Xie Yu was stunned, his heart instantly beating wildly, like a patient having a heart attack.

Chen Zhuo’s throat was about to dry out, and he urged anxiously, “Husband, hurry up and get me water!”

Sometimes, alcohol is also a good thing.

Xie Yu hurriedly twisted open a bottle of mineral water, helped Chen Zhuo sit up, and leaned him against his chest.

However, he changed his mind just as he was about to feed it to his mouth.

Chen Zhuo glared at him unhappily, his usually dark and bright eyes as if covered with a layer of mist, without focus.

Xie Yu muttered, “You’re really too much, do you have to seduce an upright gentleman? Really.”

He stared at Chen Zhuo’s lips, which were redder than usual, raised his head and gulped down two mouthfuls, and held the last mouthful in his mouth.

Little by little, he fed him half a bottle.

The water that didn’t get swallowed in time flowed down the corners of his mouth, making Chen Zhuo look messy.

Chen Zhuo sank into the soft pillow, as if he were resting on a cloud, soft and fluffy.

His mind was dizzy and lightheaded, and he felt very comfortable being kissed.

He hummed softly, his hazy, misty eyes half-open, his nose touching Xie Yu’s.

Chen Zhuo blinked and grabbed Xie Yu’s hand.

Xie Yu chuckled softly, “Little drunkard, what do you want to do? Have you forgotten the words ‘shy’ again?”

Chen Zhuo didn’t speak, stubbornly pulling his hand.

Into his palm, along the lines of his palm, surrendering his soul.

Xie Yu leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Little Zhuo’er, I’m going to collect interest, don’t forget.”

Driven by the alcohol, Chen Zhuo’s head was dizzy and floating, and he said “uh-huh” twice perfunctorily.