Extra III: Chapter 134.2 – Drunk

With both of their financial matters transparent, Qin Chen naturally knew Xu Jian’s bank card password. However, he was curious to see if the inebriated Xu Jian had any awareness to guard against it or if he would reveal the information.

Hearing Qin Chen’s question, Xu Jian, who had half-closed eyes, slowly opened them. He ‘lehehe’-ed happily, flashing a silly grin at him, and raised his right hand towards Qin Chen’s face.

Just when Qin Chen was puzzled and unable to understand, Xu Jian suddenly raised his thumb and waved it at Qin Chen. Using a tone reminiscent of an overbearing CEO, he said, “Heh, man, if you want to t-trick-trick me—burp—into something, no way~”

Before, this person usually wagged their index fingers when refusing, and Qin Chen had never seen anyone reject someone by raising their thumbs. So, first, he was amused by the silly intoxicated Xu Jian, and then he was smitten by the deliberately elongated and childishly cute pronunciation at the end of his words.

Applying the “boyfriend” filter mentally, Qin Chen wished he could instantly switch allegiance for this adorable troublemaker and declare that, henceforth, the finger-wagging gesture was to be replaced by a thumbs-up.

Before Qin Chen could react, Xu Jian, who had been staring at him with a raised thumb, burst into laughter again. He reached out and touched Qin Chen’s face, smiling like a fool, “You look really handsome. I’m really… really amazing.”

Despite being intoxicated, Xu Jian remembered that the person holding him was his significant other. He felt lucky to have such a good-looking partner.

Having such a handsome guy as a boyfriend, I’m really fantastic, heh!

Never attempt to understand the thought processes of a drunk person. Therefore, despite not knowing the connection between being good-looking and being amazing, Qin Chen didn’t inquire.

Both of them now carried the scent of alcohol. Seeing Xu Jian in such a bewildered state, even though Qin Chen wanted to make the most of the reunion after a short separation, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. So, holding onto Xu Jian, who resembled an octopus, he headed towards the bedroom. The plan was to change his clothes, wipe him down, and let him have a good night’s sleep.

The initial steps went smoothly. However, when Qin Chen prepared warm water to clean Xu Jian, the latter didn’t cooperate. Every time the warm towel touched his skin, he’d dodge it. Pathetically, he claimed to be a little snowman about to melt from the heat.

Watching Xu Jian, wrapped up like a cocoon in the blanket, rolling around the bed, and humming to himself, still unwilling to let Qin Chen’s towel touch him, Qin Chen coaxed him like he was coaxing a child, “Even snowmen need to take a bath.”

The cocooned Xu Jian, with only his face visible, lifted his head after hearing Qin Chen’s words. His misty eyes, covered in a light layer of shallow mist, gazed at Qin Chen pleadingly. He countered, “Snowmen don’t take baths.”

Qin Chen, with a serious expression, responded, “Are snowmen really that unclean?”

Hearing this, Xu Jian blinked his eyes a couple of times, and finally, reluctantly moved closer. He extended his arms, looking resigned, “Be careful oh. I might really melt.”

Xu Jian melting in hot water might be uncertain, but Qin Chen’s heart was certainly melting. Unable to resist, he reached out and ruffled Xu Jian’s hair, smiling, “You’re so cute.”

Xu Jian looked at him and grinned.

Don’t reason with a drunk person. Just go along with what they say–that’s the wisdom Qin Chen gained through practical experience.

The process of wiping his face and arms went smoothly. The compliant Snowman Jian let him do as he pleased. However, the subsequent steps weren’t as smooth. Perhaps it was due to discomfort from being drunk, but Xu Jian wriggled around like an eel. By the time Qin Chen finished wiping his whole body, he was left quite sweaty from the effort.

After adjusting the air conditioning to a comfortable temperature, Qin Chen tucked the naked someone into the blankets. He grabbed a glass of water, intending to go to the bathroom. However, as soon as he bent over, the previously well-behaved Xu Jian, who was lying peacefully on the bed, stuck to him like a piece of toffee. Xu Jian leaned over, pecking at Qin Chen’s neck.

Watching Xu Jian transform from a little snowman to a woodpecker, Qin Chen supported his buttocks with one hand and turned his head to look at him, “You’re still acting like a hooligan even when you’re drunk.”

Currently intoxicated, Xu Jian acted purely on instinct. He didn’t quite understand Qin Chen’s remark about being a hooligan. Instead, he continued to embrace, kiss, and fondle, thoroughly embodying the essence of being a hooligan.

Considering he was drunk, Qin Chen initially intended to let Xu Jian off the hook for the night. However, Xu Jian’s reckless actions ignited a spark in Qin Chen. Setting aside the towel, Qin Chen rolled over, pinning the naked Xu Jian underneath him. Looking into his eyes with a fiery gaze, “This is what you asked for.”

Xu Jian, who was suppressed, tried to push Qin Chen’s chest with his hands, frowning and grumbling that he wanted to be on top. Qin Chen raised an eyebrow after hearing this—Even when he’s drunk, the little ancestor is still the little ancestor, daring to think about anything.

Under Xu Jian’s force, Qin Chen smoothly rolled to the side. His tone was indulgent and affectionate, “Okay, okay, okay, you can be on top.”

It just so happens that this position is usually less practiced because of someone’s thin face.

With Qin Chen no longer pressing down on him, Xu Jian finally felt satisfied. He laughed happily and used both hands and feet to climb over Qin Chen. In the process, due to his unstable balance, he accidentally pounced on Qin Chen once, and his forehead happened to collide with Qin Chen’s chin.

Watching Xu Jian, who was holding his forehead in pain, Qin Chen ignored his own slightly bumped chin. He quickly leaned over to move Xu Jian’s hand and checked to ensure there was only a minor red mark and no serious injury, he was relieved that it wasn’t worse.

After rubbing his slightly throbbing forehead, Xu Jian felt wronged for a few seconds. Then, rallying himself, he continued with determination to carry out his grand plan of being ‘on top.’

A minute later, Qin Chen watched as the exuberant Xu Jian finally climbed onto him, frolicking around haphazardly. Qin Chen couldn’t help but seriously doubt whether this person was treating him like a horse to ride.

He was so close to shouting ‘Giddy up’.

Only now did Qin Chen realized that this person had no intention of doing something beneficial for sleep; he just thought it was fun.

Xu Jian didn’t mean it that way, but Qin Chen had already been roused into a bit of fire. So, with a forceful move, he took the initiative again, pressing the person beneath him. Without waiting for any more banter, he lowered his head and sealed that mouth…

In the midst of the rolling, Qin Chen’s shirt was torn off. Suddenly, he felt a looseness in his arms, and the next second, his mouth was filled with cat fur.

Qin Chen, in a state of tension, looked at the white cat twisting and turning beside him. He felt an astonishing similarity to history—

This scene seemed eerily familiar, making one want to vomit blood

Xu Jian, now transformed into a cat and fully awake, looked at Qin Chen, whose face was turning blue, eyes almost shooting flames. In the cat’s large, bewildered eyes, there was a full expression of confusion:

“Meow ao?”

Xu Jian: What’s the situation now?

Qin Chen: “…”

The veins on his forehead jumped incessantly. Eventually, he lay back on the bed, turned his head, gritted his teeth, and said to Xu Jian, “Sooner or later, I’ll be driven crazy by you.”

Not knowing that he had once again teased and run away, Xu Jian shook his tail behind him, tilting his head: “Meow??”

Looking at Xu Jian, who seemed harmless and innocent, Qin Chen had no outlet for his frustration, only sighing and blaming himself for not picking a better day.

Qin Chen concluded that one should not attempt to accomplish anything when a certain someone is in a state of unclear consciousness and could transform into a cat at any moment. He reached this conclusion that night while taking a cold shower in the bathroom.

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The author has something to say:

Originally, I wanted to write about a drunk cat, but then I thought Milk getting drunk wouldn’t be as entertaining as Jian Cat getting drunk. So, I changed it at the last minute. I’ll see if there’s a chance to write about a drunk cat later.