Ye Shaoting decided he wouldn’t argue with someone who was drunk, especially a woman who was drunk.
"Boss, get me a room!" he said through gritted teeth to the owner.
The owner could tell Zuo Qing was drunk and, looking concerned, asked, "Is she really your wife?"
Ye Shaoting didn’t want to answer that question because it was a pretense he had concocted.
However, before he could reply, someone else was more eager.
Zuo Qing tilted her head, her face flushed and her gaze hazy. She staggered over and leaned on the countertop, saying to the owner with a soft, delicate voice, "Come here..."
The owner, affected by her serious expression, leaned in gravely. "Young lady, don’t be afraid, just tell uncle what’s wrong, and I’ll take charge for you."
While saying this, he gave Ye Shaoting a wary look, as if Ye Shaoting was some kind of bad guy.
Zuo Qing let out a sly chuckle, and without warning, she went "Ah" and tried to bite the owner’s ear.
Ye Shaoting quickly grabbed her and pulled back a step.
Zuo Qing didn’t manage to bite him and felt displeased, and started whimpering and crying.
Tears splashed down. "You, you’re bullying me!" she whined softly, leaning against him and wrapping her arms around his neck.
Ye Shaoting didn’t plan on continuing the squabble and slammed the money on the counter, saying in a deep voice, "Boss, are you going to do business or not?"
The owner had also been scared by Zuo Qing’s actions. If it hadn’t been for the young man, he might have lost his ear.
Shaken, he clutched his chest and said shakily, "First room on the third floor, here, take the key."
Ye Shaoting took the key with one hand and, since he couldn’t carry Zuo Qing over his shoulder single-handedly, he had to hold her waist and help her lean on him.
As Ye Shaoting was helping Zuo Qing up the stairs, the owner’s concerned voice came from behind. "Young man, be careful."
At this point, he considered the drunk Zuo Qing a dangerous person. Content originally comes from NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Biting people at random, dangerous.
When they got to the room, Ye Shaoting threw Zuo Qing onto the bed and covered her with a blanket. Zuo Qing looked at him with open eyes and said softly, "Son!"
Ye Shaoting: "...Shut up, go to sleep, and don’t cause trouble. Did you hear me?"
"Alrighty..." she said, drawing out the word and looking obedient.
Ye Shaoting saw her comply for a second before letting go and warning her, "I’m going to take a shower. Stay here and behave, got it?"
"Mhm." Zuo Qing obediently nodded again.
Despite this, Ye Shaoting was still not at ease and decided to sit at the edge of the bed, planning to wait until she was completely asleep before taking his shower.
He sat with his arms folded and legs crossed.
"Hey..." Zuo Qing cooed softly from the bed, and Ye Shaoting turned his head, "What else do you want?"
"Come here!" Zuo Qing’s head popped out from under the blanket, looking at him with a tilted head and dewy eyes shining with a mischievously bright light as if she was up to no good.
Ye Shaoting pursed his lips: "You want to bite someone again?"
"Not that... Come here," she called to him softly, her delicate voice filled with a coaxing tone.
Ye Shaoting didn’t move.
Zuo Qing continued to beckon, "Come on..."
Ye Shaoting narrowed his eyes at her and hesitated for a few seconds before leaning in, "What do you want to sa—"
Zuo Qing vomited onto Ye Shaoting.
Ye Shaoting stared in disbelief at the woman in front of him.
After doing her mischief, Zuo Qing’s head fell to one side, and she obediently fell asleep on the bed.