My System Forces Me to Live off Women-Chapter 63 - 61: Strict Teacher and Talented Disciple
Steel kidneys are definitely a great thing.
Most of the alcohol ingested in the human body is metabolized by the liver, while a small part is metabolized through the kidneys and urine.
Many people who handle alcohol well not only urinate more frequently after drinking, but the amount of urine also increases. This is actually because the kidneys are expelling more alcohol toxins. The stronger a person’s kidneys, the more sensitive and detoxifying they are, naturally metabolizing alcohol toxins as quickly as possible, and then expelling them from the body through a large amount of urine.
If he hadn’t had a kidney transplant, Li Peifeng absolutely wouldn’t have been able to drink so much today, nor would he need to pee so much, and now here we are...
"I can’t take it, I can’t take it anymore!"
Veins popped on Li Peifeng’s forehead as he stood up to unzip his pants.
"Are you going to do it here?"
Zhao Qingge was incredulous: "On the floor?"
"What floor? I’m going to the bathroom!" Li Peifeng mumbled: "I’m gonna start!"
"You rebellious student! Stop right there!!"
Zhao Qingge truly wanted to turn and leave, leaving him to wreck the room as he liked, but a twinge of compassion ultimately kept her from leaving. Instead, she struggled to pull Li Peifeng by the hand: "Come with me!"
"Yeah, I’ll listen to the wife, go with the wife."
Li Peifeng obediently staggered and stumbled as Zhao Qingge led him to the bathroom.
"This is the bathroom. Wait until I leave before you strip!"
Zhao Qingge painstakingly steadied him in front of the toilet, then turned to go.
"Bang~"
Who would have thought that as soon as she let go, Li Peifeng’s body started swaying, and in less than two seconds, he fell right in front of the toilet.
"Uh~"
Li Peifeng, all muddle-headed, didn’t feel any pain; he just instinctively pushed against the floor with his hands, trying to stand up, but it was too difficult...
"Oh my god!"
How much evil did I commit in my previous life to end up with a student like this in this one?!
Zhao Qingge’s pretty face was filled with anger, her fists clenched tight, and she felt a little regretful.
If she’d known it would be like this, she wouldn’t have declined Li Peifeng’s invitation and would’ve gone with him to that fan meet. If she’d been there, he wouldn’t have been forced to drink so much by those female fans.
"Wife, save me, I’ve been bound by a curse!"
Li Peifeng flailed his arms and legs on the floor, like he was drowning, his voice full of helplessness: "Where’s my wife? Help! Wife! I’m gonna be killed!! Please help me!!!"
This must be karma, this must be karma!
Forget it, since he took such good care of me when I twisted my ankle...
"Stop yelling, who’s your wife?!"
Zhao Qingge reluctantly returned, grabbed his wildly waving hands, and mustered all her strength to pull him up again. Facing away from him, she hugged his waist, trying to maintain the tone of a stern teacher: "Take your pants off, I can’t see!"
"Uh-huh."
Li Peifeng, his brain fuzzy, couldn’t quite grasp the magical situation, instinctively started to take off his pants.
The floodgates opened, water everywhere!
The sound of water was loud, the flow turbulent, and seemingly endless.
Zhao Qingge had no intention of deliberately sneaking a peek, just feeling impatient, wondering, ’How long is this going to take; are you a fire hydrant?’ She cast a sidelong glance out of curiosity.
"..."
(Here, 800 words of Zhao Qingge’s mental commentary are omitted.)
As Li Peifeng finished relieving himself, part of the alcohol was expelled along with the urine. He shook a little, shivered, seemingly sobering up somewhat, and zipped up his pants. He found an arm around his waist and, confused, followed it back to its owner.
"Oh!"
Seeing Zhao Qingge’s embarrassed, blushing face, Li Peifeng suddenly understood, ah, it’s my mentor?
That makes sense; who else would help me to the bathroom when I’m this drunk? Other than my beloved mentor-wife, who treats her students like her own children?
"What are you ’oh’-ing about?! Move it!"
Zhao Qingge angrily chided, gritting her teeth, pulling him out of the bathroom step by step. Li Peifeng seemed a bit concerned: "Mentor, is your foot better? It’s okay to support me like this?"
Zhao Qingge felt a softness in her heart and sighed: "It’s fine, it’s fine! Don’t worry about it, just get to bed!"
With that, they arrived at the bed, she sat with Li Peifeng, then got up to leave.
"Get some sleep, call me if you need anything."
"I need something now!"
"Hmm? What?"
Sitting on the bed, Li Peifeng earnestly said, "I want to apologize to you, formally say sorry!" As he spoke, he leaned forward, sat on the bed, and made a very awkward bowing gesture.
"Alright, alright!"
Zhao Qingge waved her hand: "It’s good that you know you’re wrong, don’t drink so much next time!"
"No, no, no!"
Li Peifeng shook his head repeatedly: "I’m not drunk! That’s not what I’m apologizing for!"
"Then what are you apologizing for?" Zhao Qingge asked in confusion.
Li Peifeng, with pure eyes and a sincere expression, explained, "Because when I massaged your feet yesterday, I had some really dirty thoughts, which led to some despicable physiological reactions that made you very angry, and it was awkward for both of us..."
"Shut up, shut up, you bastard! Don’t talk anymore!!"
Zhao Qingge was both shocked and angry: "You’ve had too much to drink, you should go to sleep!"
"Oh."
Li Peifeng nodded, feeling wronged: "I’m sorry again, mentor, I’ll treat you well in the future, I want to repay you, you have no idea how much you’ve helped me!"
Zhao Qingge coldly commanded: "Be quiet, lie down, and go to sleep!"
"Okay."
Li Peifeng hiccupped from the alcohol, then looked at the empty water glass, before gazing eagerly at Zhao Qingge.
"I..."
Zhao Qingge restrained her anger and poured him a cup of warm water, handing it over: "Drink, and after you’re done you mustn’t..."
She paused, then cautiously said: "No more peeing!"
"Gulp gulp gulp~"
Li Peifeng drank it all in one go, letting out a satisfied sigh: "Thanks ol’... Thank you, mentor!"
Zhao Qingge took the empty glass back again, filled it, and left it on the nightstand: "Sleep now, I’m leaving."
She meant it as she walked out; she was too afraid this rebellious student might act up again.
"Can you stay a little longer?"
Zhao Qingge pretended not to hear, heading straight for the door.
"Mentor, I miss my wife."
Faint and forlorn, supported by an echoing voice, Li Peifeng’s words sounded like a lonely hornbill mourning its lost mate, like an abandoned puppy begging for attention. Listeners felt empathy instantly; his voice carried such poignant loneliness that one might taste bitterness on the tip of the tongue, a heart-wrenching sense of desolation washing over them.
Zhao Qingge unconsciously slowed her steps, memories from dreams filling her mind, and when she turned, she saw tears in Li Peifeng’s eyes as he gazed at her.
In the end, it’s just a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou; you are both a blessing and a curse!
Zhao Qingge walked over with a complex expression.
Li Peifeng looked at her expectantly: "Mentor..."
"Bang!"
Zhao Qingge raised her hand and thumped him on the forehead, her eyes filled with anger, not satisfied, she turned her hand around and hit him even harder.
"Bang!!"
"Remember this, I am your mentor now!!"
Zhao Qingge almost ground the words out from between her teeth: "Even if you’re drunk, remember, I’m just your mentor! Not your wife!"
Li Peifeng was made even dizzier by the two hits, his eyes losing focus.
Zhao Qingge’s voice was stern: "Do you want to ruin yourself? Do you want to ruin me? My family has been teaching for four generations, with students all over the world, and now... do you want me to die? Think about it carefully yourself!"
When he came to, Zhao Qingge was already at the door, and Li Peifeng looked at her back, rage brewing in his heart.
Why are you pretending to be a cold and strict mentor? Yun Xin Yue Xing, do you think I don’t know you? Twisting your ankle was fine, but now you’re playing games with me?
Li Peifeng silently and suddenly, with a strong alcoholic stride, grabbed Zhao Qingge around the waist from behind, and amidst her screams, pinned her against the wall, tilting his head to kiss.
"You... ungrateful student!"
