A rare New Year’s Eve dinner, whether for Chen Xin, Qin Lan, Mo Qingyan, or even the freeloading Han Ping, was precious enough and endlessly morable.
Now that it’s the apocalypse, the lavish feasts of previous New Year’s Eves with a dozen or so dishes of chicken, duck, fish, and at are hard to co by. But having at, vegetables, chicken, and duck is already considered very bountiful.
Plus, it’s New Year’s, and the four of them are away from ho, not celebrating with their families. In such a unique setting, everyone inevitably drank a few more glasses.
Han Ping, who at least still had enough alertness and owing to his good tolerance for alcohol from his army days, wasn’t drunk after a few drinks. So, after finishing the al, he packed so leftovers and took the remaining unfinished alcohol off the vehicle, planning to drink a couple more glasses with the special forces officers he t recently, also to avoid the three on the vehicle.
Though he wasn’t talkative, he had the ability to observe, and he naturally noticed the strange atmosphere between Chen Xin, Qin Lan, and Mo Qingyan. Now that all three had been drinking, if sothing happened and he happened to witness it, wouldn’t it be like getting an eye infection?
After Han Ping got off, Mo Qingyan and Qin Lan managed to carry the drunken Chen Xin to his cabin.
"Xin slls of alcohol and hasn’t bathed for days. Why don’t we help him take a shower?" Qin Lan suggested to Mo Qingyan.
"Huh? Again? It was your idea last night, and the morning was already so awkward. Now you want to do it again? Aren’t you afraid he’ll really get mad tomorrow?" Mo Qingyan was a bit unhappy hearing Qin Lan still planning more antics and was also a bit hesitant.
After all, such an event just happened in the morning; even if she wanted to regain montum, it wasn’t sothing she could imdiately overco.
But for Qin Lan, perhaps fueled by the alcohol, she was evidently a bit too excited now. Mo Qingyan knew this state very well, simply put, she was drunk and tipsy.
When she was still running a bar, although it was mbership-based and relatively calm, there were still people who drank too much and made a scene. Mo Qingyan was very familiar with such situations.
Now, Qin Lan was undoubtedly taking advantage of the alcohol to try and do sothing reckless.
Yet sohow, whether it was Mo Qingyan herself having drunk too much, after a mont of fear, a sense of unwillingness began to rise in her heart.
She had already crawled into Chen Xin’s bed, and in the end, it turned into a farce. How could Mo Qingyan bear that?
"Hmph, so what? Anyway, he can’t beat . At worst, it’s forceful persuasion! The first ti I slept with him, that’s exactly how I did it, and didn’t he still yield to ?" Qin Lan, with the deanor of a rogue, was hard to reconcile with her previous image as a calm and serious special forces sniper.
Provoked by Qin Lan’s words, Mo Qingyan didn’t bother to ponder whether Qin Lan’s ways were a result of drunkenness or suppression of her true nature. She was provoked by Qin Lan’s phrase "forceful persuasion."
So Mo Qingyan nodded in agreent with Qin Lan’s suggestion and reached for Chen Xin’s collar.
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Silence throughout the night.
When Chen Xin woke up, the first thing he saw was the familiar ceiling of his RV cabin.
Surrounding the ceiling are soft light strips, providing illumination without being glaring. Though the light wasn’t very bright, it was enough for Chen Xin to see his situation clearly.
Both his arms were pinned down, feeling heavy on both left and right. Especially on his chest, it felt like two weights were pressing down.
Looking down, on his right was soone with neat short hair and a black prosthetic limb. From the familiar posture and the touch under his right hand, Chen Xin recognized it as Qin Lan.
Sighing helplessly, Chen Xin turned his gaze to the left.
A mass of dark hair rested on his chest, the strands scattered over the face, and from the weight his left hand felt, Chen Xin, despite how dense he might be, knew who this was and what the situation now was.
Though a man’s dream might be to embrace on both sides, realizing it unknowingly wasn’t the result Chen Xin desired.
Especially after such a hard-earned embrace on both sides with no mory of it, only to be responsible for sothing he couldn’t recall—what a lousy feeling!
Although Chen Xin had no intention of shirking responsibility, he had actually contemplated taking responsibility for Mo Qingyan since the morning. Yet, speaking of responsibility under such circumstances was difficult, considering that no matter how he put it, Qin Lan was his woman; opening up to another woman would tantamount to cheating.
Or to put it more aptly, two-timing in the presence of his girlfriend.
Yet with both girls throwing themselves at him, freshly cleaned and offered to him, aside from wanting to relive the evening and recover his mory, Chen Xin decided to take responsibility for Mo Qingyan.
As for Qin Lan, Chen Xin likewise had no intention of letting her down.
Still, caught between the two, Chen Xin found it hard to overco that barrier.
Despite the talk, achieving the ideal embrace was a dream for a man, yet when the mont arrived, dealing with two won was challenging—given the monogamic doctrine instilled in him from childhood.
However, reality allowed little ti for thought. As Chen Xin pondered what to say, Mo Qingyan moved distinctly on his left chest.
This made Chen Xin instinctively move his left hand pinned under Mo Qingyan, inadvertently grasping what he touched previously due to positioning.
"...Let go!" Mo Qingyan’s voice was barely audible, but filled with embarrassnt.
Seeing this, Chen Xin quickly released his left hand, shifting his arm away from Mo Qingyan.
This movent also affected Qin Lan on the right, who turned over and awoke.
To worsen matters, Qin Lan instinctively hit the light switch on her side.
The room illuminated instantly, allowing Chen Xin to see the two uncovered bodies clearly.
Evidently, neither he nor Qin Lan and Mo Qingyan had worn anything to bed.
"Wow, I didn’t know you had such a great figure, Qingyan! Xin got a great deal!" Qin Lan teased Mo Qingyan, deepening her blush, while tapping Chen Xin’s chest: "Hey, are you still going to play dumb now, Xin?"
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