Chapter 929: Chapter 929: Sobering Up from Drunkenness

Breathing sounds, steady and even, came from the side. Chi Enen couldn’t believe it and turned her head, looking at the man who was only an arm’s length away.

Because his eyes were closed, the imposing and domineering aura he usually exuded was slightly diminished. However, due to the intrinsic depth of his facial features, he still retained an innate aristocratic temperament. Even with his eyes shut in sleep, he exuded the privileged dominance distinctive to an aristocrat…

Even while asleep, his thin lips remained tightly pursed, as if he was displeased about something.

Li Beijue’s lips were shaped with a slight upward curve at the corners, and his lip petals were thin, like rose petals, which when lifted, if one didn’t pay attention, looked as though they were asking for a kiss.

Chi Enen had never thought the phrase “a kiss on the fragrant lips” could be used to describe a man, but now she truly felt it suited the man beside her perfectly, without any dissonance!

The scent of alcohol was still strong on his breath. Chi Enen shifted slightly, quietly lifting the arm he had draped over her waist, intending to get a wet wipe to clean his face.

Unexpectedly, as if disturbed by her movements, the man in his sleep placed his arm back over her waist, this time pulling her directly into his controlling embrace, finally stopping when she was completely within his reach.

A husky voice murmured in sleep, “Chi Enen…”

In her ears was the man’s hot breath; on her waist, his strong arm. Chi Enen knew that under these circumstances, she should not expect to be able to break free tonight.

She had thought that being held like this tonight, she wouldn’t be able to sleep. But she didn’t know if it was because she had found Nuonuo, or because the embrace was strong yet surprisingly comforting, she slowly closed her eyes…

The night was still long.

The moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, casting a warm glow upon the two who were sleeping in each other’s arms.

*

The next day, the early morning sun shone in from outside, and Chi Enen groaned uncomfortably, turning over to find her waist restrained, which brought her to full wakefulness.

When she woke up, Li Beijue was still asleep.

She gently pulled away the man’s hand, just about to get up, when the person who had been deeply asleep suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze, as dark as black obsidian, landed accurately on her, and almost reflexively, he caught her hand attempting to rise.

“Good morning,” Chi Enen greeted first with a smile, naturally.

The arrogance in the man’s eyes slowly faded away as the drowsiness dissipated. Meanwhile, due to the hangover, his temples began to throb with pain.

He furrowed his brows, as last night’s memories gradually returned.

He remembered feeling upset and wanting to get some fresh air, then running into Si Chen, who insisted on taking him somewhere; they went to a nearby small bar. His mood was down, and there was red wine, so he started drinking… The following memories were blurry, it seemed like at some point Si Chen went to the toilet, and after that, Chi Enen arrived.

He looked down and saw that his hand, holding the little lady, was already bandaged, gauze was fresh and the wrapping amateurish, making it obvious who had dressed his wound.

A moment flashed through his mind: he was holding Chi Enen’s hand, and she, having no choice, asked him to let go so she could dress his wound, and then he kept watching her as she lowered her gaze, bandaging the wound for him…