He stood proudly to the side, sipping his drink slowly, yet his eyes reflected a shimmering light, continuously meeting her gaze with a smile.
Shi Nian felt the coughing worsen, unable to stop.
With the drinking penalty completed, everyone started another round of various programs. Spicy Girl continued to play hand games with Zhong Kui, while another boy, Benson, boldly invited Marina to dance.
Shi Nian noticed that since she came in, Marina had been sitting alone in the corner with a drink, uninterested. Everyone understood that she wasn’t in a good mood; after all, whenever they went out before, she was always with S. Now that S was no longer there, she inevitably felt a bit lonely. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelꜰire.net
Benson bravely went over to invite Marina to dance, and everyone inwardly sighed with relief. If Marina could accept the invitation and walk out of the shadow of S’s death, everyone would feel better.
Unfortunately, Marina didn’t give him face, just coldly smiled and said, "Sorry, my foot hurts today, I can’t dance."
Benson felt a bit awkward, so Mark quickly pulled another girl to match them for dancing.
Mark was somewhat like the class president, popular and able to consider everyone’s feelings. Such a soul figure was definitely indispensable at gatherings.
At this time, the bar was filled with young people, so fast songs were playing, and everyone was stepping to the energetic beat. Seeing Benson and the others having fun, the rest of the class also rushed to join them.
Only six people remained at the seats:
Spicy Girl and Zhong Kui, endlessly playing hand games;
The uninterested Marina, and Mark, who was always organizing for everyone.
And then, Shi Nian, who was feeling a bit heavy from drinking, and the culprit, Tang Yanqing.
Mark then looked over to Shi Nian, enthusiastically calling out, "Nian, Professor, come with us."
Shi Nian, caught off guard, drank too quickly, and the alcohol went straight to her head, making her dizzy. She waved her hand, "I really can’t, I can’t even stand up. You go ahead, Mark."
Tang Yanqing shrugged arrogantly, "I’m your professor, an old person now, I can’t do those dance moves."
Mark felt a bit awkward and turned to look at Spicy Girl and Zhong Kui, who were so focused on each other, and didn’t call them. Then he invited Marina, "Come on, sitting here is no fun."
Marina hesitated for a moment but put down her wine glass and went with Mark.
In the dance floor, the lights flashed along with the fast rhythm, making it impossible to see who from the class was there. Shi Nian felt even dizzier, pressing her temple lightly, and secretly glared at Tang Yanqing, "... For nothing, I thought of you as a good person; I take back the silent gratitude from the first two drinks!"
He laughed too, deliberately swirling his wine glass so that the light refracted through it, dazzling Shi Nian’s eyes.
Shi Nian, both embarrassed and annoyed, hurriedly turned away.
Watching her face turn red with embarrassment, he felt countless flowers blossoming in his heart. He deliberately said, "Hmm, take it back then. I’m not keen on verbal gratitude anyway, let alone any silent gratitude."
As he spoke, he suddenly moved closer to her, sitting next to her, his gaze becoming deep, "Unless... you kiss me."
Shi Nian was cornered into the sofa, with him on the right and a small flowerpot on the left. She had nowhere to retreat.
In the dim light, the shadows of flowers danced on her face, forming small dark patches.
Her moist eyes and soft red lips shone invitingly outside those shadows. His greedy gaze firmly locked on, longing to hold her tightly in his arms and possess all her beauty.
Shi Nian panicked, his warmth and dominance continually pressing against her from their touching thighs...
She was so nervous she almost couldn’t breathe.
She quietly pointed to the Spicy Girl and Zhong Kui sitting across the table in the opposite corner, pleading softly, "... Please don’t do this."
But his gaze firmly locked on her, refusing to let go, his voice low and hoarse right next to her ear, "But I really want to kiss you now, what should we do? Kiss here, or choose another place, you pick one."
"Professor!" Shi Nian was truly anxious, "Stop fooling around!"
"I’m not fooling around."
He was like a playful big boy, intentionally leaning even closer. His eyes, slightly tinged with the effects of alcohol, were astonishingly bright. He stared at her without blinking, "... Who told you to come tonight? Now, I just can’t control myself."