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Chapter 134 - 133 How Did I Get Drunk Again

Chapter 134: Chapter 133 How Did I Get Drunk Again

Chapter 133 Why Did I Get Drunk Again

On the second day of their trip, the two spent the morning circling around the hotel, and at noon they had seafood at a nearby restaurant. In the evening, having heard that there was a performance on the beach, they went to watch.

The crowd was bustling, and no sooner had they approached the stage than they were engulfed in the flood of people. In desperation, Gao Chuan grabbed Jiang An’s hand, and the girl suddenly looked up, feeling the touch on her hand.

Under the lights, they looked into each other’s eyes. The noisy music still wafted to their ears, and before them was a thick crowd. Neither of them enjoyed pushing through crowds for excitement, and they quickly left, hand in hand.

The sun was setting in the west, and the orange glow tinged the sky. The last rays of the sunset fell upon the calm sea surface, with a few evening clouds rising up, making the sea resemble gleaming satin, winding its way.

They missed the performance, so they just walked hand in hand on the beach. Under the golden light, the sand gleamed a dim yellow, and in the sunset, their shadows were long and slender.

A few tourists were taking photos by the shore. They strolled past them, and even without speaking, it was incredibly beautiful.

It wasn’t until the sun had set that they ended their day’s journey and returned to the hotel. Although they had visited many places throughout the day, possibly because the attractions were concentrated, they were not very tired.

The hotel waiter delivered a simple dinner. After the girl finished eating, she went into the bathroom to take a bath.

This place was unlike Jing City. Although the weather wasn’t hot, running around all day inevitably led to sweating. Jiang An took off the T-shirt that was nearly sticking to her body and turned on the shower overhead.

The warm stream of water burst forth, and sparkling droplets fell on the girl’s fair face. Amidst the misty water vapor, she slightly tilted her head, letting the water slide along her delicate skin before falling and splashing into tiny droplets on the floor.

After returning to the bedroom and briefly drying her hair, Jiang An changed into her pajamas and came out, only to find the man standing alone on the balcony, sipping a glass of red wine. The white bathrobe wrapped around the man’s body, his towering figure seen from the back, merged with the pleasant seascape, presenting a distinct charm.

The sky had already darkened. The man took a gentle sip of his red wine, his indifferent gaze resting on the scenery outside the window, as if pondering something.

Turning his head and seeing Jiang An standing motionlessly behind him, the man looked back slightly, walked towards the girl, reached for the table beside him, and asked, "Finished washing?"

Jiang An looked at the man in the bathrobe, his bare chest exposed, and as he approached her, he brought with him a strong scent of male hormones.

The girl blushed and nodded, watching as the man poured more wine into his glass. The deep red liquid flowed down the glass wall. Just as she was intently watching, she heard the man in front of her ask, "Would you like some?"

Surprised by his words, Jiang An thought she had heard wrong. Wasn’t Dr. Gao always against her drinking?

While she was still puzzled, the man took her silence as consent and had already poured her a glass. Only when the transparent glass was in her hand did she come to her senses.

Jiang An imitated the man, taking a small sip from the rim of the glass. She found a sweetness spreading on her tongue, and only after the cool liquid had passed her throat did the distinctive taste of alcohol gently unfold.

She had never tasted such delicious red wine, to the point that she quickly drank it all.

Unlike Gao Chuan, who was a connoisseur of wine, she simply found it delicious.

Watching the girl down it in a few gulps and the glass nearly empty, Gao Chuan didn’t stop her as expected. Instead, he helped along by pouring her another glass. He watched her drink cautiously, his mouth curling into an almost imperceptible smile, gently swirling the red wine in his own glass.

The red wine wasn’t very strong, but still intoxicating.

Soon, Jiang An’s face was flushed with a tipsy rouge. Usually a lightweight, she remarkably managed three glasses this time. As she lifted her head after her last sip, she saw that the man was still holding the glass he had poured in front of her, her brow furrowed, and she complained, "Dr. Gao, why aren’t you drinking?"

Listening to the girl’s slightly reproachful words, the man lowered his eyes only to find Jiang An’s little face already red, leaning on the table in front of him and gazing up at him, clearly a bit tipsy.

Gao Chuan, seeing this and while the girl was unaware, quietly put away the remaining half bottle of wine. When he returned to Jiang An’s side, he found she had collapsed weakly onto the table.

Gao Chuan slowly approached her, leaned close to her ear, and gently brushed her scattered hair away from her cheek, tentatively calling out, "Jiang An."

At the sound, the girl lifted her flushed cheeks and, quite self-aware, asked, "Dr. Gao, am I drunk again?"

Her eyes, hazy with hints of intoxication, brimmed with ripples, full of spring warmth.

Gao Chuan, seeing her volunteering to confess, chuckled softly to himself.

For a moment, he wasn’t sure if allowing her to drink was a good or a bad thing.

"Mhm." Dr. Gao went along with her.

Jiang An frowned upon hearing this, seemingly troubled by the fact that she was drunk again and began to berate herself, "Why am I drunk again..."

Her soft voice dropped in the quiet room, piercing straight into the man’s heart.

He could hardly bear to see Jiang An drunk, too enticing.

He dared not imagine the consequences if some other man were to see Jiang An in such an adorable state when drunk.

While Jiang An was still tangled in her self-reproach, the man’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. In an instant, he lifted Jiang An and placed her on the table in front of him. Caught off guard, she looked up to meet the man’s sharply sculpted face.

He propped his hands on either side of her waist, rarely looking up at Jiang An, a fervent heat seemingly flickering in his eyes as he asked softly, "So, what should you do when you’re drunk?"

He was teasing her again, Jiang An could tell.

Memories of their previous drunken encounters flashed in her mind; the girl sitting on the table suddenly felt her heart fluttering chaotically.

She didn’t respond verbally, but instead, carried by a wave of drunken impulsiveness, she pressed herself directly onto the man’s lips. As the girl’s tender cherry lips touched his, a rush of strong alcohol flavor enveloped them.

For a moment, their breath mingled; Jiang An, inebriated, seemed bolder than usual, even daring to lightly bite the man’s lips. Gao Chuan suddenly widened his eyes.

With surprise still on his face, the girl had already moved away from his lips, revealing a look of satiation in front of him, licking the corners of her mouth and boasting proudly, "Dr. Gao’s mouth tastes so sweet."

The man watched the girl’s brazen manner, his gaze suddenly darkened, and he pushed her down onto the table, an avalanche of kisses crashing down on her.

It was like he was punishing her boldness, their breath intertwining between lips and teeth; Jiang An felt as if all her breath was being stolen away by the man before her.