This guy drank too much last night, and Jian Anning, all by herself, put forth a Herculean effort to finally drag him back to his room. As she had just managed to get his body to the edge of the bed, perhaps because of the way he was lying, Yu Zexiao unceremoniously threw up with a loud "Wa."
But even when he was drunk, the germaphobe tendencies in Yu Zexiao’s brain hadn’t gone on strike. Smelling the pungent odor all over himself, he refused to rest obediently in his own room.
Jian Anning was about to have a breakdown! At four in the morning, she had dragged the completely inebriated Yu Zexiao back. After he threw up, she reluctantly took him to her own room. She cleaned his dirty clothes, wiped the floor, changed the sheets, washed the clothes, and by the time everything was in order, the sky was already showing the first light of dawn.
Having stayed up all night without sleep, Jian Anning was near insanity. The room wasn’t suitable for drying the clothes and sheets, so she had to take them to the laundry room and grabbed breakfast at the restaurant along the way.
As she just pushed the door open, she saw Yu Zexiao half-lying on her bed, with his long legs comfortably crossed and extended. His upper body was robust, lazily leaning against the head of the bed. Yu Zexiao had pale skin, but not the sickly kind of pale. Thanks to the alcohol, his complexion had a slight pink hue to it, reminiscent of Europeans and American skin but much finer.
His entire body boasted a well-toned physique. Below his beautiful collarbones was a solid chest and a set of eight-pack abs, each muscle like a full and robust key on a keyboard. With broad shoulders and a firm waist, his inverted triangle shape did not come across as rough or wild, but rather carried an air of noble delicacy and elegance.
Further down from his abs were what fashion magazine photographers obsess over, the "Adonis belt." Just like a woman’s "career line," it was as if a magnet was drawing one’s gaze firmly! Because everyone knew, just below the Adonis belt... lay the primal jungle where the wild beast resided!
No matter from which angle or perspective one looked, Yu Zexiao—at least in terms of his skin—was definitely handsome.
The man half-lying in front of the bed looked in her direction, his long eyelashes quivered, his nose was prominent, and he hummed softly, "Where did you run off to? Why are you only getting back now?"
Jian Anning took one glance and then slowly lowered her head, not daring to look further, feeling a bit feverish. This guy, even if he wanted to sleep, why wouldn’t he cover himself with a blanket? , exposing so much, it wasn’t a good influence.
"I went to get you breakfast." When she was at the restaurant, she also brought him a portion. As Jian Anning spoke, she turned to place the breakfast on the table, continuing while handling the food, "You drank a lot last night, I was worried you’d have a hangover headache. I got you a bottle of hot milk and a pear, remember to eat it—Ah!"
She suddenly cried out, for Yu Zexiao had unexpectedly come close to her, wrapping his arm around her waist!
The sudden proximity was a bit too much for her to get accustomed to.
Previously, even though Yu Zexiao had been proud and aloof, cursing people without a moment’s hesitation, it was precisely because of his attitude that Jian Anning could at least retort with a few words of her own.