230: Chapter 228: Can’t Hold Off 230: Chapter 228: Can’t Hold Off Seeing Tangyu’s somewhat ferocious kick also frightened Liu Shanshan, causing her to look at Tangyu with some astonishment.
At that moment, Tangyu seemed slightly fearsome to her.
However, she also felt a degree of approval in her heart.
Tangyu’s anger was because Xinxin had been bullied—put another way, he was acting out for Xinxin’s sake.
Such a man provides a greater sense of security to others.
With one kick, he had incapacitated that man’s vitals.
Although such an act was a bit extreme, Tangyu did not regret doing it.
Although he generally considered himself kind-hearted and not prone to hitting others, there were limits that he absolutely did not allow anyone to provoke—otherwise, the consequences would undoubtedly be severe.
Everyone has their boundaries, and this was Tangyu’s.
“Let’s go back,” Tangyu said.
Only then did Liu Shanshan withdraw her gaze, nodded, and helped Zhao Xinxin into the car.
Half an hour later, they returned to Princess Apartments.
The lights in the living room were still on, and the door wasn’t locked.
Zhao Xinxin had not been idle on the way; she had basically slept all the way home.
Back at the apartment, Lin Feifei was found sleeping alone on the sofa, quite deeply, as their entrance didn’t wake her.
“Shanshan, you go help Xinxin to her room first,” Tangyu told Liu Shanshan, then walked over to where Lin Feifei was sleeping on the sofa, trying not to make any noise to avoid waking her.
Lin Feifei was curled up on the sofa, breathing evenly through her nose.
Her tranquil appearance resembled a sleeping baby, genuinely carrying a hint of cuteness that made Tangyu smile involuntarily, almost wanting to pinch her small face.
It had to be said, Tangyu indeed liked watching Lin Feifei in her sleep; perhaps, he had only seen her like this.
He thought that girls sleeping had a uniquely cute and charming aspect that provoked certain impulses in him.
It might also be because, a sleeping woman was easy to take advantage of.
Lin Feifei suddenly murmured with her lips moving, “Bad guy, Tangyu, you’re such a big bad guy, I hate you.”
Tangyu initially thought that Lin Feifei was awake, but upon seeing her eyes tightly shut, she showed no sign of awakening.
Apparently, the girl was talking in her sleep.
Tangyu shook his head and smiled.
So in her heart, he really was a bad guy, to the extent that even her dreams proclaimed him so.
But indeed, it must have been exhausting for her, waiting alone here for his return.
Glancing at the time, it was already past midnight.
Tangyu too had wanted to return earlier, but there were matters to attend to, making it impossible for him to come back sooner.
That debt, he could only note for the time being.
Tangyu gently picked up Lin Feifei and placed her on the bed.
Given Tangyu’s careful movements, it didn’t awaken her at all.
Dressed in her spaghetti strap nightgown, Lin Feifei had a blend of cuteness and sexiness at this moment.
Tangyu’s gaze involuntarily scanned her body several times before he quietly left the room.
Arriving at Zhao Xinxin’s room, he found Xinxin tossing and turning on the bed, mumbling indistinctly, which had somewhat agitated her.
Liu Shanshan was also looking helpless by the bedside, unsure of what to do.
“Tangyu, what’s wrong with Xinxin?
She was sleeping in the car just now, so why is she so restless now?” Liu Shanshan said.
“It’s nothing serious, probably just the alcohol acting up.
Xinxin can drink a lot, so you can imagine how much she must have had today to get so drunk.
All that alcohol in her system must be uncomfortable.
Shan, it’s late; you go take a shower and rest.
I’ll take care of Xinxin,” Tangyu replied.
“Okay, then take care of Xinxin,” Liu Shanshan nodded and then left the room.
Tangyu looked at Xinxin and pondered whether to use Pure Yang Qi to sober her up.
Yet, he hesitated, not wanting such a clever woman as Xinxin to know about this aspect of his abilities, fearing she would delve into it.
Xinxin wasn’t like Liu Shanshan, who never inquired about anything from him.
Besides, Tangyu found a drunk Xinxin quite cute—cuter than when she was sober, giving her a touch of a young girl’s aura.
Tangyu actually liked Xinxin this way.
“Let’s drink more; I’m not drunk yet, keep drinking.
Sis is going all out with you guys today,” Zhao Xinxin suddenly shouted.
“Who on earth was Xinxin drinking with to get so drunk?
Looks like those people are not simple,” Tangyu pursed his lips.
Xinxin had been in a bad mood today, probably related to that.
Usually, she controlled her drinking well and dominated when drinking with others—a far cry from getting easily drunk.
For the Dali Group case, her worries seemed substantial.
Being rejected by Huangfu Jing, it was unclear on whom Xinxin had set her sights.
If they couldn’t secure a star at least as popular as Huangfu Jing, then Xinxin Culture and Art obviously stood no chance.
Tianyi Advertising had already secretly teamed up with Zhang Guoli.
Their connections and financial resources far surpassed those of Xinxin Culture and Art.
Most importantly, they were prepared to lose money.
Tianyi Advertising wouldn’t engage in a losing business, but Zhang Guoli didn’t mind; he’d rather take a loss to secure the deal.
Thus, the pressure Xinxin Culture and Art faced was immense.
Perhaps that was why Zhao Xinxin was in such a poor mood today.
For someone as stubborn as her, losing was absolutely a massive blow.
Tangyu snorted, “It’s just Huangfu Jing.
Don’t worry, Xinxin, I’ll secure her.
But, heh, this is the trump card; no need to rush.” Tangyu had long intended to secure Huangfu Jing, but he hadn’t told Zhao Xinxin about it.
At a crucial moment, such good news could have the best effect.
Thinking of Zhang Guoli, Tangyu calculated the time and realized that he had almost bid farewell to this world.
He wondered if tomorrow’s headlines would feature news of him.
“Naughty boy, don’t run, come drink with me, drink,” Zhao Xinxin suddenly sat up, grabbed Tangyu, and pulled him down onto the bed, dragging him down with her.
Before Tangyu could react, he was pulled down on top of her, his upper body fully pressing against Zhao Xinxin.
Zhao Xinxin, on the other hand, wrapped her arms tightly around Tangyu, as if she had clutched onto something precious.
Zhao Xinxin’s eyes were still utterly hazy and colorless, her face flushed with drunken red, as beautiful as the evening sun, so charming and mesmerizing.
Being so close to Sister Xinxin’s face, or more precisely, her lips, Tangyu’s eyes suddenly widened.
He had never been so close to Sister Xinxin’s face before.
Tangyu could smell the faint and ethereal fragrance emanating from Sister Xinxin, feel the breath from her nose, the alcohol from her mouth, and a hint of intoxicating sweetness.
This sight immediately made the flames of desire within Tangyu erupt like a volcano, surging powerfully.
His body suddenly turned hot and his mouth dry, to the point where he could not even swallow his saliva.
A torrent of motion, like a mountain torrent, overwhelmed Tangyu’s heart with a raging tide, making him uncontrollably flustered, unable to restrain his thoughts.
His mind was completely blocked with different thoughts.
Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her—
As if called by some deep, ancient voice, Tangyu felt an irresistible force pressing down on his head, compelling it to move downward.
Moreover, his upper body was completely pressed against Zhao Xinxin’s ample body, feeling her slightly hot but extremely smooth body, his chest pressing against two soft, cushiony mountains stirred Tangyu’s nerves, waves of pleasure rushing in like rivers flowing into the sea.
For the first time, Tangyu felt an impulse to throw caution to the wind and do something he had never done before.
He was a man, and an utterly normal man at that.
Tangyu felt his loins stiffen as if turned to metal, pressed against Sister Xinxin’s legs, making it unbearably uncomfortable.
“Hmm—”
Perhaps because she was being pressed by Tangyu, Zhao Xinxin began to resist a little, barely able to bear the heavy pressure, yet her hands did not let go of Tangyu.
“Little rascal, keep me company and drink,” Zhao Xinxin said again as she opened her mouth and a breath of alcoholic sweetness blew onto Tangyu’s face.
This wave of sweetness, like a seductive potion, shattered Tangyu’s last defenses.
Lowering his head, he kissed Zhao Xinxin’s seductive lips, instantly tasting their sweetness, electrifying his body with an indescribable sensation of thrill.
Sister Xinxin’s lips were so soft, so sweet.
As he kissed her, a thought popped into Tangyu’s mind that he had truly given his first kiss to Sister Xinxin.
“Hmm, hmm—” Zhao Xinxin seemed to sober up a bit and started to resist vehemently.
She kept her lips tightly closed, clenching her teeth to prevent Tangyu from breaking through.
Zhao Xinxin also tried to push him away forcefully, pounding on his body.
However, her punches were weak due to her drunkenness, almost feeling like a massage.
At this moment, Tangyu had seemingly forgotten everything, driven only by his primal instincts.
“Bang Bang!!”
Just then, a knock on the door sounded like a midnight thunderclap in Tangyu’s mind, bringing a bit more clarity to his eyes.
“Tangyu, may I come in?” Liu Shanshan’s voice came from outside the door.
Tangyu suddenly jolted awake and hurriedly got up from Zhao Xinxin.
He looked at Sister Xinxin and noticed that her hazy eyes now had a bit of clarity, her gaze filled with a deep resentment towards him.
Seeing the look in Sister Xinxin’s eyes, Tangyu also felt somewhat embarrassed and a bit sorry for his impulsiveness.
He indeed had been too impulsive just now; yet, under those circumstances, he really couldn’t help himself.
Even if Liu Xiahui, famed for his unyielding virtue, were alive, he definitely wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
However, Zhao Xinxin hadn’t fully sobered up; her gaze was still somewhat resentful, but more dazed and blurry.
“Tangyu, is Sister Xinxin alright?” Seeing that there was no response from the room, Liu Shanshan asked again.
“Oh, it’s fine; come in,” Tangyu finally replied to the door, straightening his clothes and demeanor.