Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“How can that be possible? I rarely go to bars. And why would I sing ‘Happy Break Up?’” Luo Sang shook her head, confused.

“I am asking the questions now.” Nian Junting’s handsome face wore an unhappy expression as he glared at her. “You sang many songs about breaking up. I only know the name of one of them. It’s, ‘Happy Break Up.’ Don’t deny it. Go and ask Nian Xi if you don’t believe me.”

Luo Sang rubbed the back of her neck, wondering if she had really done all those things. She had never gotten so drunk before, so she didn’t know what she would do after getting drunk. She couldn’t remember what had happened last night.

“It’s said that people will speak out some of their real thoughts when they’re drunk. Are you tired of me? Do you want to break up with me?” Nian Junting growled in a deep voice, displeased. “You’d better give me a perfect reason.”

“I… I like singing breakup songs. Do you have a problem with it?” Being yelled at by him so early in the morning, Luo Sang started feeling uncomfortable, so she yelled back at him, “What if I can’t give you a perfect reason? Are you gonna break up with me? Come on try…”

Before she could finish, Nian Junting threw her onto the bed and pressed his thin lips violently against hers. “You’re not allowed to break up with me,” he said in a deep, dry voice. “I don’t want to hear any breakup songs ever again.” His dark eyes sparkled with fear.

Luo Sang’s heart shivered slightly. She suddenly remembered that last night, he had cleaned her when she was so drunk, despite the fact that she was pretty dirty. She guessed that the other men wouldn’t be willing to do that for a girl, no matter how much they liked her. Thinking of that, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

Nian Junting paused briefly, then held her and turned over, making her lay on top of him. He opened his lips slightly, his eyes glowing brightly. “Come on, kiss me,” he said.

Seeing the impatient man lying beneath her, Luo Sang felt that being with him was sometimes a bit like masochism. “Why am I on top?” she asked.

Nian Junting thought for a moment and then replied, “So you’ll seem to be very into me.”

With no other choice, Luo Sang slowly kissed him under his eager gaze. Then, Nian Junting immediately contained her lips in his mouth.

Luo Sang tried to support her body’s weight at first, but as he kissed her, her limbs went soft, and she eventually threw her weight completely onto him.

The kiss lasted for quite a while, then Nian Junting abruptly grabbed Luo Sang’s hand and put it downward. Luo Sang shivered as she blushed and bit his lip. She mumbled, “What are you doing?”

“Sangsang, you said that you’d touch my little brother last night, but you haven’t yet. You need to be responsible for your words,” Nian Junting said seriously.

Luo Sang felt extremely embarrassed. “How could I possibly have said that?”

“You actually did. I’m not lying.” Nian Junting stared at her, his eyes showing an honest look.

As he stared at her, Luo Sang wanted to hide under the bed. “How many more things did I do last night?”

Nian Junting stayed silent for a moment, then decided not to tell her that she had talked about his aching balls right in front of Nian Xi. He didn’t want her to become too embarrassed to go downstairs today. “Nothing more. Hurry up, comfort my little brother.”

…

Half an hour later, a well-dressed, refreshed Nian Junting and a blushing Luo Sang went downstairs. Nian Xi was in the dining room, preparing to have breakfast. She threw a meaningful glance at the two of them and said, “Brother, Sangsang, you’re up so early.”

“I have class,” Luo Sang said and sat down, feeling a little awkward. “Xi, last night…”

“Sangsang, I won’t take you to bars anymore. It’s too easy for you to lose control after getting drunk.” Receiving a threatening glance from her brother, Nian Xi hurriedly added, “But you’re good at singing.”