As the two women gradually slipped into a drunken state, the vibe of drinking and eating hotpot instantly kicked into high gear.
Wenwan's tolerance for alcohol was far worse than Ling Hanrui's. Even though she drank less, she was visibly more intoxicated. Her delicate, snow-white cheeks were flushed bright red, giving her a rosy glow that made her look especially alluring.
Ling Hanrui, meanwhile, was misty-eyed with drunken tears, rambling on about her unhappy marriage, complaining about how poorly Cui Tianjiao treated her, her words already starting to get a bit incoherent.
Glistening sweat slid down from Ling Hanrui's forehead, mingling with her tears, trailing along her flawless, snowy neck, and slipping into the slightly open neckline of her top, seeping deep into the cleavage between her breasts.
Li Bin watched, completely entranced.
Ling Hanrui's chest didn't seem particularly large, but her skin was strikingly white. The slightly exposed flesh of her breasts looked firm and tight. Li Bin guessed they were probably a B-cup, which, compared to her slender frame, was plenty substantial.
Seeing the two finish off the bottle of red wine, Li Bin checked the time—it was already past 10 p.m. With everyone full and buzzed, it was time to head back.
"Wenwan, Hanrui, let's head home. It's getting late, and you two need to rest," Li Bin said thoughtfully, calling the waiter to settle the bill as he spoke to the tipsy pair.
At this point, Li Bin figured the drinking had gone far enough.
If they got completely plastered, it'd ruin the fun later, not to mention he'd have a hard time getting both of them home by himself. Especially since Ling Hanrui was pregnant, Li Bin was actually a bit worried about things going too far.
With them at about half-drunk, it was just perfect. Red wine has a strong kick, and by the time they got home, they'd probably be seven parts drunk.
"Hanrui, Tianjiao still hasn't shown up~~ Come back with us tonight, stay at our place~~" Wenwan, drunk and wobbly, helped the tearful Ling Hanrui to her feet, but the two stumbled and fell back onto the couch.
Li Bin quickly stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Ling Hanrui's delicate frame, pulling her close. To Wenwan, who was shakily standing up, he said, "Honey, let me handle this. You be careful yourself. I'll help her to the car."
"Honey, you're so good~~" Wenwan's eyes shimmered with tears.
Seeing her best friend in such a mess, Wenwan felt so lucky and content to have a husband like Li Bin.
"Li Bin~~ I'm so cold~~ Hold… hold me tight~~" As Wenwan stumbled ahead, Ling Hanrui, feeling the warmth of Li Bin's body, suddenly felt comfortable and safe.
In her drunken haze, Ling Hanrui's mind was blank, devoid of any ability to think. She just wanted to cling tightly to Li Bin's warm, strong body, seeking the only shred of comfort and security she could grasp.
At this moment, Ling Hanrui was at her most vulnerable, confused, empty, and desperately in need of care and affection.
Li Bin's well-timed embrace and gentle comforting made Ling Hanrui instinctively develop a strong fondness for him.
[Intimacy with Ling Hanrui: +10 (80, close)]
"Hanrui, it's okay, I'm here. Hold on tight," Li Bin said, a smug smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he took off his jacket and draped it over Ling Hanrui.
Li Bin's hands weren't idle, testing the waters by sliding from her waist toward her chest. His arm moved upward, his palm brushing against the side of her breast. Through her bra, he felt a soft, yielding sensation.
"Li Bin~~ You're so good~~ I'm so jealous of Wenwan~~ Having such a gentle, caring husband~~ Hold… hold me tight~~ Okay~~" Ling Hanrui lifted her head, her watery eyes gazing at Li Bin with a dreamy look, her flushed cheeks tinged with a faint hint of allure. Her full, rosy lips were tightly pressed together, radiating a deadly temptation.
Their eyes met for a moment, and Li Bin nearly lost control, itching to press his lips against Ling Hanrui's and devour her with reckless abandon.
In her half-drunk, half-awake state, Ling Hanrui was even more irresistible than usual. The mix of helplessness, melancholy, and a subtle hint of longing in her seductive charm gave Li Bin an uncontrollable urge to protect her, possess her, and ravish her completely.
Fighting the impulse to kiss her, Li Bin used the cover of his jacket to slide his hand further toward her chest, lightly gripping the side of one breast. The real, soft sensation made his heart pound and his breathing quicken.
"Mmm!~~" Ling Hanrui seemed to notice Li Bin's wandering hand, but perhaps in her drunken haze, she didn't care. She let out a soft moan and let his roving hand lightly knead her.
Seeing no resistance from her, Li Bin grew bolder, covering her entire breast with his palm. Through the thin, frameless cotton bra, he kneaded and pressed with abandon.