Chapter 1736: The Novelty Hasn't Worn Off Yet

“You?”

The girl rolled her eyes at her, “Sis, as long as you can convince your dad to collaborate on my mom’s new project, playing is just a matter of saying the word.”

“Really?”

“For real, it’s just a thing. If you use it, remember to wash it clean and return it. I still have to maintain it; the novelty hasn’t worn off yet.”

Song Jin had heard these words many times. He gritted his back teeth hard, with half of his face red and swollen with heat. He pressed his tongue tip against it, let out a hiss of pain, then splashed some cold water on his face. Maybe it was the cold that stimulated him, but he splashed several more handfuls on his face, with increasingly rough and impatient movements. In the end, the water felt like a whip, slapping his face hard.

He leaned on the washbasin, breathing heavily in and out, his head down for a long time. When he finally looked up again, his eyes were bloodshot in the mirror.

Song Jin quickly lowered his head, using cold water to apply on his eyes. He didn’t dare to go out in this state.

Once his mind cleared up, he quickly grabbed a paper towel to wipe the water from his face and neck, and used a hairdryer to dry the dampened collar.

As soon as he went out, a man bounced over, hanging an arm over his shoulder, deliberately pressing Song Jin’s head down.

“Bro, you’ve been away for ages, we’ve been waiting impatiently. Jiaojiao said she wants to drink but doesn’t want to get drunk. How about this, she takes a sip and then spits it into your mouth, so she tastes the wine and you get to drink good wine, okay?”

Song Jin was pressed down on the sofa, his hands nervously placed on his legs, with a forced smile on his face, “I’m fine either way, it’s mainly up to Jiaojiao. I’ll go with whatever she wants.”

The girl looked at him, “That’s more like it, come here.”

Song Jin scooted over to her side, the girl propping her elbow on the back of the sofa, leaning her upper body towards him. She used her other hand to pinch Song Jin’s chin, turning it side to side, as if she’d forgotten which side she’d hit, looking a few times before finding it.

She asked, “Did it hurt?”

He smiled wryly, “No, your hand is gentle, nowhere near painful, more like tickling.”

The girl clearly enjoyed his response, bursting into giggles, “Even if it did hurt, I’ll kiss it better.”

Song Jin leaned his face over proactively.

The girl kissed him and shoved a glass of wine into his hand, playfully demanding, “Feed me.”

Song Jin took the glass, intentionally moved closer, gently placing the rim against the girl’s lips. She clamped her lips around the rim, took a sip, both of their gazes growing heavy with a thick tension. That sip of wine stayed in the girl’s mouth for two seconds, then she raised herself, and Song Jin leaned back against the sofa, lowering himself to meet her.

He took the wine from her mouth to his, mouth-to-mouth.

“Tsk.”

Nan Jiaojiao made a crunching sound, biting off the candied shell of a toffee apple.

The noise was perfectly timed in the otherwise quiet room, catching the attention of many.

“Who’s there?”

Someone immediately shouted, pulling the door handle and forcefully slamming it open. Seeing a young girl standing at the door, his arrogance flared.

“Daring to stand here eavesdropping, who gave you the guts! What did you see? Did you record it on your phone? Hand it over!”

The man held a half-empty bottle of alcohol, and Nan Jiaojiao raised her gaze from the bottle to him, speaking calmly, “I suggest you think twice.”

“What did you say?”

She said, “I can’t take a scare, and I’m quite strong. If you don’t put that bottle down, I’m afraid in my excitement I might cripple you.”

“What kind of nonsense?!”

The man practically heard a joke, even turning to his companions to confirm before turning back, letting out a rough laugh from his throat.