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Chapter 234 - Chapter 234 Chapter 200 Shen Qingnings First Kiss

Chapter 234: Chapter 200 Shen Qingning’s First Kiss! Chapter 234: Chapter 200 Shen Qingning’s First Kiss! “I can walk on my own.”

“Are you sure?”

“I just felt a bit dizzy.”

“The effect of the alcohol kicking in?”

“I’m not sure.”

“You drank a little too much,” Cheng Zhu stated matter-of-factly.

Her state this time was no different from last time, staggering under the influence.

And it might have been because she had half a glass of red wine at dinner and then moved on to spirits at the KTV. Mixing drinks like that makes you get drunk faster.

“I didn’t,” Shen Qingning still insisted, her eyes blurred but with a touch of earnestness.

“People who’ve had too much always say that.” Cheng Zhu supported her as they moved outside.

“My dad tested my alcohol tolerance at home,” Shen Qingning said.

“Oh? I think I heard your brother mention this.”

Cheng Zhu felt Mr. Shen was quite hip, probably got the idea from some fatherhood tutorial online. There’s always content online talking about fathers needing to test their daughters’ alcohol tolerance, so she could be better prepared.

But there’s an issue with this method, under what circumstances and in what manner did you test?

“What did you drink when you were tested?” Cheng Zhu asked.

“Hard liquor.”

“Like, to the point of complete drunkenness?”

Shen Qingning opened her mouth as if sinking into a long reminiscence, clearly reacting half a beat slower than usual.

“Yeah, my aunt stayed with me that night. She was worried I’d wake up and throw up, but I… I don’t actually remember anything.” She finished speaking, and after a long pause, she suddenly let out a grunt, “Hmm!”

Cheng Zhu just found her even more endearingly clumsy.

How amusing, a drunk Ning Bao is the most fun!

Cheng Zhu let her lean against the checkout counter to stand, while he begun to roll up the shutter door.

As he worked, he said, “At home, you just passed out directly at the dinner table, that means you’ve overdone it, do you understand?”

“Right now, it means you’ve almost had enough, but alcohol takes time to hit you, today’s experience is your actual tolerance threshold.”

“Of course, it might also be because you were sitting in the car all the way here, the car was constantly rocking, and then you danced too.” Cheng Zhu added, “And you were squatting just now, and suddenly stood up.”

Actually, he himself felt a bit more dizzy now than before, but this bastard drank much less than Shen Qingning during the games after the toast.

“Hmm?” She paused a second after listening to Cheng Zhu, and then after a couple of seconds, she let out a, “Oh.”

Cheng Zhu swiftly opened the shutter door, helped Shen Qingning into the car, then asked her to wait a while for him as he had something to do.

He watched as Cheng Zhu sat at the checkout, then saved the dance surveillance video to his phone, and promptly deleted the footage for the entire time period.

After that, he nonchalantly switched off the lights, locked the glass doors, and then the shutter doors.

Putting the keys in his pocket, he naturally climbed into the back seat of the Land Rover.

However, when he got in the car, Shen Qingning was already seated with her bottom on the seat, but half her body was leaning on the car door.

Her left leg was in a normal seated position, her right leg was bent and resting on the seat, her right palm mechanically massaging her, stopping every couple of rubs.

“Having the flexibility of a dancer really does help,” Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

And then he felt wrapped up in the sight of her black-clad right leg carelessly resting on the seat, making it hard to look away.

The car hadn’t started yet, it wasn’t ventilated, and she probably felt suffocated after a few minutes, now even more bleary-eyed, halfway between sleeping and wakefulness.

“Did I spend a long time in the store just now?” He pondered.

It seemed like it.

This made him realize that he had indeed overestimated her tolerance–after she had already drunk so much, he shouldn’t have brought her to the store to fool around.

Out of guilt, and a strong sense of morality, he refrained from taking a photo of her drunken state for a keepsake.

Tsk, I really do care about Ning Bao!

With anyone else, I would have snapped away! The next day I would have sent it to them to help them jog their memory! I’d make emojis out of it!

“Does it still hurt?” Cheng Zhu glanced at Shen Qingning’s hand on her ankle, unsure if she was sober enough for a conversation.

“It hurts.” Her response was soft, with a touch of grogginess.

That voice was like hers when she wasn’t fully awake in the morning, actually quite tantalizing.

“Shall I massage it for you?” He squeezed out a sincere and pure-hearted tone.

She looked at him with blurred eyes and murmured softly, “Are you… Cheng Zhu?”

“Yes, of course, it’s me.”

“Okay.”

The simple exchange stirred a slightly unusual emotion in Cheng Zhu’s heart.

Because “Is Cheng Zhu here?”

The answer was “Okay.”

Shen Qingning’s legs were indeed long, and a sudden stretch kicked Cheng Zhu’s pants, leaving a faint footprint.

But who’s going to fuss over the actions of a leg-drunk person?

She’s letting you touch … no, letting you massage her legs.

“Then I’ll take off your shoe for you now,” Cheng Zhu said.

There was no response from her, though her breathing was steady.

Cheng Zhu gently lifted her right leg, setting her calf on his knees, and then slowly slid off the Chanel lambskin shoe.

And so, he beheld the legendary–barefoot!

The kind behind a layer of stockings.

Black stockings wrapped her sole, the car’s ambient light wasn’t bright, adding a few shades of darkness, but that didn’t lessen the visual impact of her beautiful legs and feet, severely disturbing Cheng Zhu’s composure.

He sighed and then placed his hands on her ankle.

–The leg was so smooth.

Wrong, it was the stockings that were smooth!

The worst part was, the owner of Persistent Visit actually had a professional deformation.

In his store, some products came with matching stockings, and even two pairs were given away at once.

These stockings were mostly the so-called disposable kind, poor quality, extremely easy to tear, but very nice!

The kind that breaks easily.

Clearly, the black stockings covering Shen Qingning’s shapely legs were of much higher quality, both in terms of material and feel.

As the owner of a QQ store, he immediately felt the difference in texture.

“I wonder which brand it is, the feeling is top-notch, way above the cheap stuff from my shop.”

Tearing material, obviously, isn’t of great quality; that’s an unavoidable fact.

In many movies, don’t criminals use stockings as masks?

If you used the thin stockings from Persistent Visit, the material might stretch when placed over the head, the thin layer barely covering the face allowing your features to be seen.

The initial contact was just a small probe. But when Cheng Zhu actually started to massage Shen Qingning’s ankle in earnest, maybe due to the pain, she flinched a bit.

“Don’t move,” Cheng Zhu immediately commanded with severity.

That won’t do! You’re causing trouble too!

Nevertheless, he softened his grip a little after.

After massaging her ankle for a while, Cheng Zhu would also grab her sole and gently twist it in the air, loosening it a bit.

He was actually quite skilled at massages and unblocking meridians, and even proficient in oil massages.

–The “Oil Massage Youth” series.

Nothing but skill from practice.

It was actually by sheer willpower that he refrained from taking advantage of Shen Qingning, focusing solely on the ankle area.

Shen Qingning was indeed somewhat out of it, clinging to the last bit of clarity.

After the slight pain earlier, she became a bit more lucid.

Of course, the main thing was the warmth from his big hand and the sensation of his massaging which made her regain some sense.

In fact, her body was now slightly tense.

“Feeling any better?” Cheng Zhu noticed her toes, enwrapped in stockings, curling slightly, and asked.

“It doesn’t hurt… as much anymore,” Shen Qingning replied after a delay.

Her blurry, hazy eyes watched the man bow his head, attentively and earnestly massaging, and her heart softened.

She felt something sinking.

It was her heart, sinking in infatuation.

“As for your drinking habits, really feisty despite the poor tolerance.” He teased, “As a girl, you could refuse when you can’t drink anymore.”

Shen Qingning nodded slightly and mumbled in agreement, but after a while, she retorted, “But the last… the last few drinks, you’re the one who stirred that up.”

Yes, indeed, it was this man who pulled a “Madman” card, making anyone who spoke to him drink as a penalty, but still played pranks on her multiple times.

Those drinks were all unnecessary.

I’m just really drunk now, but I haven’t lost my memory!

She became more convinced that Cheng Zhu liked to bully her.

Cheng Zhu, hearing this, also thought she had a point.

Damn it, smart women are troublesome–so lucid even when drunk.

The dumb ones are easier to deal with!

“Should I call your brother to pick you up?” Cheng Zhu asked.

No mention of Shen Minglang would have been fine, but mentioning him stirred Shen Qingning’s emotions.

“You lied to him.” She sat in the dimly lit back seat, half-squinting, confused, looking at Cheng Zhu.

“Lied about what?” Cheng Zhu didn’t understand.

“You always… have a way to bully.”

At first, Cheng Zhu thought she was being incoherent, not understanding if she was just babbling drunken nonsense. It took him a moment to realize, during the call with Shen Minglang, had she been murmuring this very sentence?

Seeing Cheng Zhu not reacting, she repeated herself, “You always… have your ways to bully.”

And damn if she didn’t sound serious!

Seriousness tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

Ning Bao, oh Ning Bao, you always play with contrasts!

Cheng Zhu shook his head with a smile: “Nonsense! Plus, do you realize that a man and a woman staying alone in a car, both having drunk, and you accusing me of bullying… that could mean I might really start bullying you next.”

He thought her ankles had enough massaging and gently lifted her stocking-covered leg, intending to place it down on the floor so she could sit up properly.

Additionally, he put her right shoe, which he had taken off, next to her left foot.

As he did all this, his whole body naturally leaned forward, bringing him closer to her.

When he looked up, he found himself face-to-face with Shen Qingning, who was leaning against the car door.

This scene was a repeat of just moments ago in the Youu Come to Play store.

The dimness inside the car was only broken by the faint light from the ambient lighting.

In the night, her slightly parted lips once again caught Cheng Zhu’s attention.

The sense of ambiguity and tension between two adults, now trapped in the confinements of a much smaller space than the claw machine store, exploded completely!

In the intimate atmosphere, it seemed they could feel each other’s breath, their individual scents, and even the warmth emanating from each other’s bodies across the void!

“This is the… second time,” Shen Qingning spoke subconsciously.

She backed away instinctively but had nowhere to retreat with her head resting against the car door.

The next moment, she resigned herself to closing her eyes, and once more she repeated, “The… the second… mmm!”

She never finished her sentence.

Cheng Zhu, with a history of numerous romantic relationships and intimate with many emotional strategies, was caught up in the moment nonetheless.

Damn it, the second time indeed!

One hand braced against the car window and the other on the back of the seat, he pressed his lips against hers, and the conquest began.

To bully her, then bully her!

“Mmm–”

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