65: Water magic

Jiang Chuan pushed open the door and walked in. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of white high heels on the floor. There were no signs of a man living there, clearly indicating a woman lived alone in this house.

As he walked further in, he saw photos stuck on the wall, and to his surprise, it was that internet celebrity face girl!

Turning past the entrance hall, he immediately saw two women collapsed on the sofa. Xiao Jing was relatively fine; although she was wearing a skirt, she had dressed modestly since she was going out.

The internet celebrity face girl, however, was different. She was wearing a nightgown at home, and since the visitor was a woman, she hadn't changed her clothes. Her full Camel Toes were clearly visible to him.

"With a figure like that, she'll never be able to wear yoga pants in her life."

Jiang Chuan walked up to Xiao Jing. A strong smell of alcohol hit him. Her face was flushed red as if it could drip blood, and her brows were tightly furrowed, clearly uncomfortable from drinking too much.

"I thought there was a fight, but it turns out they just drank too much."

Jiang Chuan helplessly wrapped her arms around his neck, bent down, and picked her up into his arms. She was quite well-behaved, showing no signs of drunken antics.

Ignoring the woman lying on the other side, he picked up Xiao Jing and headed toward the door. Passing by the dining room, he saw an unfinished breakfast for two on the table and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It must be said that women's talent for catching cheaters is always at the level of Sherlock Holmes.

Jiang Chuan felt he had hidden things quite well—Sister Ning's kiss marks, scent, even the hair and fragrance in the car were all meticulously cleaned.

But last night, he was only hugged by that woman for a second, and he didn't pay it any mind. Who would have thought it would leave a perfume scent? It's all because that internet celebrity face sprays so much perfume!

If Feng Qiqi were conscious, knowing Jiang Chuan's thoughts at this moment, she would definitely grab a kitchen knife and perish together with him!

Jiang Chuan closed the door, tested it to make sure it was secure, then pressed the elevator button and carried Xiao Jing back home.

He laid her on the bed in the bedroom, drew the curtains to avoid the glare, and went to the kitchen to start making hangover soup according to the instructions.

Fortunately, the ingredients at home were complete, and the steps were simple. It didn't take long before it was ready. He took a bowl back to the bedroom, lifted her to lie in his arms, and fed her a small spoonful.

"Cough~ Cough cough~"

Jiang Chuan really had no experience and made her cough repeatedly. He quickly patted her back, and it took a while before the coughing stopped.

"This damn spoon is no good at all!"

He threw the spoon aside, took a small sip from the bowl, lowered his head, and fed Xiao Jing the second-hand soup.

Afraid of choking her, he could only feed her small sips each time. After a long while, the entire bowl of hangover soup still wasn't finished.

Hangover Soup: "Am I part of your play?"

As he fed her, whether the alcohol wore off or not was unclear, but Tan Jing truly woke up. Dazedly opening her eyes, she saw a large face approaching and instinctively sat up straight, slapping it.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Jiang Chuan quickly dodged but was still a step too slow. His glasses were knocked aside. Luckily, they were system-made, or they definitely wouldn't have withstood that slap.

Still holding hangover soup in his mouth, he barely turned his head and spat it on the floor.

"Are you trying to murder your husband?!"

Only then did Tan Jing see clearly who it was. Ignoring her headache, she wobbled to her feet and rubbed his slightly reddened face.

"I didn't mean to, are you okay? I'll get the first aid kit!"

After saying that, she turned to get the first aid kit, but the sudden movement combined with the dizziness from the alcohol instantly made her lose her balance, and she fell asleep on the spot.

Jiang Chuan quickly reached out to catch her, feeling like today was just unlucky. He laid her back on the bed and said:

"Here, drink the hangover soup first. I can get the first aid kit myself."

"Wuwuwu~ Does it hurt? I really didn't mean it~"

"Even if you did, it's fine. Forget it, let me feed you the soup first."

Jiang Chuan sat beside her and continued his earlier task. Whether it was because Xiao Jing felt guilty or because she couldn't control herself after drinking, her offense was quite fierce.

Offense and defense switched!

The long-awaited fully automatic mode had finally begun.

The hangover soup was no longer drunk, and the first aid kit wasn't fetched. Only the fluttering skirt, like a white butterfly, danced in the air, sometimes rising, sometimes falling.

Jiang Chuan was not one to admit defeat either. Delving deep into enemy territory, retrieving treasures from a bag—he had already forgotten about time, driven only by a strong desire to win!

Three strikes and you're out—time for a halftime break.

Neither of them had eaten lunch, but now they had no energy to cook. They ordered two servings of takeout and lay weakly on the bed.

Tan Jing was drenched in sweat and had long since sobered up. She was now applying a redness-reducing ointment, looking heartbroken as she spread it on.

"Aiya! Stop messing around~ Good thing I don't have manicured nails, or there would have been trouble."

She pulled up the fallen blanket to cover his mouth, carefully applied the ointment for a long time, then picked up the first aid kit and went to the bathroom to shower.

After both had cleaned up, they sat at the dining table to eat. They had expended too much energy, so they ate in silence, focusing on their meal.

Only then did Tan Jing remember that she should have been at Qiqi's house. How did she get back home? Did Qiqi bring her back? Did the two of them meet?!

She secretly glanced at Jiang Chuan, who was eating heartily beside her, but didn't see any unusual reaction from him.

Feeling somewhat guilty, she realized she had doubted their relationship. She secretly vowed in her heart: "I must never doubt him again!"

Seeing that he had finished his rice, she scooped half of hers into his box and said with a smile, "I can't finish mine, can you help me eat some?~"

Jiang Chuan could easily guess her little scheme but didn't expose it. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll reluctantly help you eat some then."

After dinner, Tan Jing surprisingly didn't rush to clean up the trash. Instead, she ran back to the bedroom and locked the door.

Blushing, she lifted the blanket and saw that the middle area of the bed was so damp it could wring out water.

She quickly fetched a new bedsheet to replace it, took the damp sheet, ran to the bathroom, threw it in the washing machine, and directly destroyed the evidence!

It was so embarrassing! But there was nothing she could do—she was not fully conscious at the time, and it suddenly happened like that.

She checked again and found nothing amiss, then opened the door and called toward the dining table, "I'm going to stream! There's fruit in the fridge, all washed, remember to eat it!~"

"Okay, Miss Girlfriend, go ahead!"

Jiang Chuan went to the fridge, cut the watermelon into small pieces, and placed it on a fruit plate along with grapes, lychees, and other fruits.

He walked to the streaming room, gently pushed open the door, and under Xiao Jing's delighted gaze, placed the fruit on the table. He lightly kissed her lips, smiled, waved, and left the room.

Returning to the bedroom, he saw the different bedsheet and, with great willpower, managed not to laugh. Earlier, when Xiao Jing discovered it, her expression was one of panic, confusion, shyness, and disbelief.

As one of the parties involved and not having drunk, he naturally already knew about this Bulbasaur-like skill.

Knowing she would be embarrassed, he didn't mention it and pretended not to know. Otherwise, Xiao Jing's thin skin would definitely make her too shy to face him.

Tonight was another night alone. After finishing work, he lay in bed watching the stream on the projector and soon fell asleep.

Until three in the morning.

Tan Jing finally pushed open the door, walked in, kissed her Boyfriend on the cheek, snuggled into his arms, and fell asleep sweetly.