Chapter 310: Chapter 307: It’s All Alcohol’s Fault! Chapter 310: Chapter 307: It’s All Alcohol’s Fault! His vision went dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.
He hastily donned his pants, not daring to look at the man behind him any longer, and rushed out.
“Damn it, I’m dead, I’m so dead!”
He couldn’t help but mutter curses under his breath.
What in the world happened yesterday? How did he end up in Professor Xiao’s room?
And even if waking up in his room wasn’t enough, why on earth was he only left with a pair of shorts on his entire clean body?
Huo Qi truly felt like he was going to explode.
Not to mention seeing Professor Xiao come out of the bathroom, his neck and body sporting some red marks.
It was as if something had happened between them last night…!
But how could that be possible!
He was a man, and he liked women!
He liked his Xianxian—
The thought of Wen Xian slowed Huo Qi’s hasty retreat to the staircase.
He leaned against the steps, gripping his knees and gasping for breath.
His heart began to ache, whether from running or because of her, he couldn’t tell.
After thinking of Wen Xian, the memories of yesterday gradually started coming back to him.
He remembered suspecting something about the relationship between Captain Lu and Wen Xian when he returned to his jurisdiction that night.
So he went upstairs to find them, and when he opened the door, he stumbled upon that scene…!
At this thought, he suddenly clutched his aching chest.
Suddenly, a loud door slamming noise echoed through the hallway…!
The sound was loud and seemed to carry a mix of personal emotions.
Huo Qi peeked out and saw, unsurprisingly, that it was the professor’s room.
He instantly covered his face, taking a deep breath through the slits between his fingers.
His pale fingers moved upwards to grab his hair; he was still somewhat in a state of collapse.
What on earth had he done to that professor last night…!?
Images that were not suitable for all audiences uncontrollably flashed through his mind.
But just conjecturing made him want to bang his head against the wall.
Mostly because those marks on the professor’s body were too evident, and he was not blind; he couldn’t help but overthink.
What should he do now?
If something did happen, the professor wouldn’t expect him to take responsibility, right…!?
With that thought, he shuddered.
He was just drunk, didn’t know anything; it was all the alcohol’s fault!
However, just as Huo Qi left in a frantic, panic-stricken state—
Xiao Yixing looked at the mess made by Huo Qi and couldn’t help but furrow his brows, pressing a hand to his forehead.
After a moment, he resignedly started to tidy up, his expression dark.
That bastard got drunk last night and made a mess everywhere; he even soiled their clothes with his filth, so he had to take them off.
He had wanted to kick him out without a care, but the temperature in the corridor was very low, and lying on the ground all night would surely lead to a cold.
So, out of no choice, he had to accommodate him for the night.
Xiao Yixing walked to the bedside, beginning to strip off the bedsheets and duvet cover to send them for cleaning.
But as his gaze landed on the small single bed, an image flashed suddenly in his mind—
The high cold moon cast its clear glow, filling the entire room.
Someone looked as if they had cried, their long, dense eyelashes somewhat wet.
He could see it so clearly because that person was right beside him…
Between his breaths, his scent was filled with the other’s presence…