After several rounds of drinks and courses, the dishes on the table were completely cleared by the four people, and two empty wine bottles were neatly placed.
Qin Shiyao, having gotten her wish, was sprawled drunk on the table, murmuring dreamily, "You better hope I don't find evidence, I absolutely won't let you off," and similar words.
Jiang Su's face was slightly flushed, and her consciousness was a bit hazy: "Captain Qin, your tolerance isn't good either! How can you collapse after only a few bottles? Come on, get up and have two more sips."
Su Ci had several black lines hanging over her forehead. They had each downed a bottle of 40-degree whiskey; how could an ordinary person not get drunk?
And Sister Su, you're calling the pot black; you're not much better off!
Su Ci and Lan Wanting exchanged glances, both wearing a hint of helplessness on their faces.
"Wanting, please tidy up the dining table and make two cups of honey water. I'll help them both into bed."
Lan Wanting nodded and began tidying the dining table.
Su Ci helped Qin Shiyao and Jiang Su up to the second floor separately. For ease of care, she placed Qin Shiyao in the room opposite her own bedroom.
Since the house had a dishwasher, Lan Wanting didn't need to wash them by hand.
After a moment, she carried two steaming cups of honey water and entered Jiang Su's room: "Here."
Su Ci took the honey water from Lan Wanting's hand; the warmth it conveyed wasn't scalding.
She used one hand to lift Jiang Su, letting Jiang Su lean against her shoulder, and brought the honey water to Jiang Su's lips, saying softly, "Sister Su, open up. I'll feed you some honey water."
Seeing that her help wasn't needed, Lan Wanting walked toward Qin Shiyao's room.
Only two rooms had lights on, so she knew where Qin Shiyao was without asking.
The hazy, drunken Jiang Su parted her cool lips, took a small sip of honey water, then immediately threw her head back, pushing Su Ci's hands away: "It's so hot!"
Maybe because of that sip of honey water, her voice was soft and sticky, carrying a hint of coquetry.
Feeling the not-so-high temperature of the honey water in her hand, Su Ci didn't know what to say.
Looking at the drunken person in her arms, she could only humor her. She blew a few cooling breaths onto the honey water, then handed it back to Jiang Su's lips, coaxing her gently, "It's not hot now."
Hearing this, Jiang Su cautiously leaned closer, reached out and grabbed Su Ci's hand, sniffed the honey water, and quickly turned her head away, her pink face filled with resistance: "Miss is lying! This is still hot. If you don't believe me, try it."
Saying this, she pushed the honey water toward Su Ci.
"?"
A question mark popped up above Su Ci's forehead.
Could it be that after becoming an Ancient Martial Artist, her sensitivity to temperature decreased, making her more heat resistant?
Not believing it, she picked up the cup and took a sip of the honey water.
Before she could swallow the honey water in her mouth, the cup in her hand was snatched away by Jiang Su and placed on the nightstand.
Before she could react to what happened, the world spun before her eyes. Jiang Su clutched her wrist, straddled Su Ci's waist, and a shadow fell over them.
Jiang Su's slightly flushed face kept getting larger in front of her eyes until their two soft pairs of lips met.
Su Ci's mind went blank, and the mellow scent of wine filled her nostrils.
She only had one guess: Was Sister Su not drunk?
Before she could figure out the question, a suction force came from their lips.
The honey water in her mouth was slowly drawn out by this suction until it completely disappeared.
After a long separation of their lips, Jiang Su wiped the corner of her mouth, her face carrying charm and a hint of lingering desire: "It's not hot this way, and it's sweeter."
Su Ci felt that something was completely wrong. Today's Sister Su was totally different from yesterday's.
Where did her obedient Sister Su go?
Thinking this, she asked, "Sister Su, you seem a bit off today?"
Jiang Su lifted Su Ci's delicate chin and whispered softly, "What seems off?"
Having her chin pinched by Jiang Su, Su Ci felt a strange sense of oddness. After thinking, she said, "You've become more proactive."
To be precise, she became more assertive.
"Is that so? But I've always been this kind of person—someone just as vicious as Miss."
Vicious?
Su Ci recalled her actions over the past two days. She shouldn't be called vicious, right?
Besides a slight tease last night, the only thing was the violent behavior toward Cheng Mingliang and his father.
Jiang Su continued: "Everyone possesses the desire for beauty and lust. Given Miss's beauty, anyone would be tempted, right?
I am naturally no exception.
Just like last night, even though they were two people who had never met, Miss still brought Lan Wanting back.
You should know that this brought you little benefit and simultaneously offended two powerful families. Miss usually doesn't do thankless tasks, so I think lust at first sight is the only possibility.
The ambiguous marks on Miss's body last night further confirmed my guess.
Besides, didn't Miss promise me last night that I could do something to you?
I just wanted to leave my mark on the canvas that is Miss."
"Of course, no matter how many people Miss holds in her heart, or how many colors are on this canvas, Miss will always be the only one in mine."
Su Ci was shamefully moved by this final statement, which was almost a confession. But her mind was still clear; she knew she wasn't the Original Owner, she was a Completer, and the Original Owner wouldn't return.
And all she could compensate Sister Su with now was this body she cherished.
Su Ci closed her eyes, ready for someone to release their desires upon her.
Jiang Su's jade-white hand reached toward Su Ci's lower abdomen, lifting the hem of Su Ci's clothes.
The unintentional brush of fingertips against Su Ci's skin made Su Ci tremble all over.
In the ambiguous atmosphere, Su Ci could clearly hear her heart pounding like a drum.
Just as Su Ci was guessing what Jiang Su would do next, all movement suddenly stopped. She squinted her eyes open and saw Jiang Su's body flop down onto her.
If it weren't for the cushioning of her chest, she might have passed out.
Even, warm breaths brushed against her ear. Su Ci called out softly a few times, but there was no sign of her waking up.
She looked at the snow-white ceiling and wiped away non-existent sweat from her forehead: "I gave you a chance, but you're useless, Sister Su."
Realizing what she had said, she quickly covered her mouth, afraid that Jiang Su might hear it and they would truly end up having sex today.
To be honest, she was still a little nervous. The gender difference between her past and present lives made her suddenly experience a reversal of roles; anyone would panic slightly.
As for being pinned down, she would wait until she was psychologically prepared.
She gently pushed Jiang Su to the side, positioned her face up, and covered her with the quilt.
Su Ci quietly returned to her own room. The light was on. Lan Wanting had returned earlier than her. The bathroom door was wide open, and the sound of running water could be heard from inside.