The Long-awaited Mr Han

Chapter 1867: Han Zhuoling Knows How to Act Cute?

Chapter 1867: Han Zhuoling Knows How to Act Cute?


This round of drinking lasted from 12 noon all the way to 3:30 in the afternoon.


s.h.i.+ Guanzhong was completely drunk. He held Han Zhuoling’s hand without wanting to let go and was just one step away from calling themselves brothers.


s.h.i.+ Nancang was also drunk, but his condition was a little better. He sat there quietly without speaking and was helped over to rest on the sofa by the helper auntie.


s.h.i.+ Nancang just leaned against the sofa, looking drowsy like he was about to sleep.


“Seriously…” Du Yiqin said to Han Zhuoling in embarra.s.sment. “We really made a joke of ourselves to you today. They are already so old, yet they still could not control themselves when they drink.”


Du Yiqin supported s.h.i.+ Guanzhong. s.h.i.+ Guanzhong was swaying around and could no longer be steady on his feet.


He was already mumbling incoherently.


Han Zhuoling still looked very alert and clear-minded.


He was standing steadily and did not sway, and even his expression did not look unusual.


It was probably impossible to tell that he’d drunk so much.


It was really shocking that he could actually drink so much.


Han Zhuoling said apologetically, “It’s me who should apologize for letting Uncle drink so much.”


“It’s not your fault,” Du Yiqin said casually. “It’s all his fault. Does he not know how much he can drink? He insisted on forcing you to drink with him, so what could you have done? You couldn’t have rejected him. Thankfully, you can hold your liquor well. If you really got knocked out drunk when it’s your first time here, how bad would we feel?”


Han Zhuoling smiled and said, “No worries. I will take note next time and not let Uncle drink so much anymore.”


“Sure.” Du Yiqin smiled and said, “I will help him back to the room first.”


Or else, if she continued to let s.h.i.+ Guanzhong stay here and utter drunken words, they would really make a fool of themselves.


“Okay.” Han Zhuoling maintained a small smile.


Du Yiqin quickly helped s.h.i.+ Guanzhong back to the bedroom.


Only then did s.h.i.+ Xiaoya touch Han Zhuoling’s cheeks and said, “I really couldn’t tell that you can drink a lot, even though you rarely drink usually.”


“I’m just putting on a strong front.” Once they were gone, Han Zhuoling relaxed. “When Auntie was talking to me just now, I didn’t even dare to move my head. If I moved, I would feel dizzy and embarra.s.s myself.”


After Han Zhuoling said that, s.h.i.+ Xiaoya recalled that, just now, Han Zhuoling had indeed only spoken, but she never saw his head move once.


Suddenly, her shoulders sank.


Han Zhuoling slightly bent over and rested his head on s.h.i.+ Xiaoya’s shoulder.


“I feel very dizzy,” Han Zhuoling said in a low voice.


His voice nested in his throat and sounded out lazily.


It sounded as if he was acting cute.


Han Zhuoling knows how to act cute?


Even s.h.i.+ Xiaoya thought that she heard wrongly.


But she really did hear it clearly just now.


His body also reeked strongly of alcohol.


If it was someone else, she would have felt super disdainful long ago.


But coming from Han Zhuoling, she did not find it smelly at all.


She lowered her head slightly. Han Zhuoling’s face was very near hers.


She just needed to move a little bit more for her lips to touch his cheeks.


When she saw Han Zhuoling with his eyes closed and taking deep breaths, she thought he really looked like he drank too much and felt uncomfortable.


At first, she thought that even after he drank, the color of his face did not really change much.


But looking up close now, she noticed that his cheeks were tinged with a faint hint of red from being drunk.


Probably just like his personality, nothing about himself would be revealed easily.


So even if he drank too much, that tinge of red was very faint and low-key.


s.h.i.+ Xiaoya raised her hand to ma.s.sage his temples and said, “Then when my mom comes out, let’s just go back and have a good rest after that.”


“Okay.” Han Zhuoling sounded really lazy, as if he was in a dream.


“What are the two of you doing?” s.h.i.+ Nancang, who had collapsed on the sofa initially, suddenly woke up for some reason. He sat up straight at once and pointed at Han Zhuoling and said, “Straighten up your back! Don’t take advantage of my younger sister!”

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