Rebirth of a Village Girl-Chapter 435 - : 126: Mo Baichuan’s tactic, big boss proposal_3
Chapter 435: 126: Mo Baichuan’s tactic, big boss proposal_3
One drink, then two; gradually, Mo Baichuan’s head was getting dizzy.
Li Xianxian tried to dissuade him, “Baichuan, please stop drinking. You’re becoming drunk.”
Li Tingzhi laughed, “Sister-in-law, Baichuan has a good alcohol tolerance. How could he be drunk?”
“Exactly! Baichuan once drank a bottle of white wine in one gulp.”
Mo Baichuan was normally very disciplined and rarely drank. On the rare occasion that people had the chance to drink with him, they were not about to let him off so easily.
“I’m fine, don’t worry,” Mo Baichuan turned to look at Li Xianxian.
Frustrated, Li Xianxian sighed.
As the drinks continued for three hours, countless empty bottles littered the ground. Not only was Mo Baichuan drunk, everyone else in the private room was too.
“Xian…” Li Tingzhi began, lifting his gaze to her before quickly correcting, “Sister-in-law, why don’t you take Baichuan home first? I can handle things here.”
Li Xianxian nodded and reached out to support Mo Baichuan.
Mo Baichuan, standing 1.85 meters tall, was completely unconscious and limp from the alcohol. Li Xianxian was unable to muster the strength to move him.
Seeing this, Li Tingzhi assisted by holding up the other side of Mo Baichuan. “I’ll help take you guys home.”
“Thank you, Tingzhi,” Li Xianxian looked gratefully at him.
Agonizing regret flickered across Li Tingzhi’s face. He didn’t say anything, just continued helping Mo Baichuan forward while Li Xianxian hustled to keep up.
Li Tingzhi drove directly to the base and helped Mo Baichuan into his dormitory room.
Li Xianxian took out a key from Mo Baichuan’s pocket and unlocked the door.
The lavish dormitory, boasting a living room and bedroom suite, hardly resembled a students’ dorm.
Li Tingzhi dumped Mo Baichuan on the bed, telling Li Xianxian, “I’m leaving now.”
Li Xianxian nodded, her voice soft, “Take care on your way.”
As he turned to go, tears streamed down Li Tingzhi’s face.
As soon as the door shut, Li Xianxian walked to the bed and sneered down at Mo Baichuan, a satisfactory smirk on her face. Then, she bent over to unzip his clothes.
Rip-
Soon, a pile of torn clothes laid on the floor.
Normally, men who are severely drunk have no physical reactions, but Li Xianxian did not care. She had calculated precisely that it would be her ovulation period the same night she spent with Li Tingzhi.
Li Xianxian turned the unconscious Mo Baichuan over and positioned him on top of her.
The next morning, as soon as the sunshine seeped in through the window, Mo Baichuan opened his eyes.
Somethings felt off underneath the covers.
As if someone were hiding there.
Was he dreaming?
Mo Baichuan looked down and suddenly snapped awake.
What the hell was happening?
Why was Li Xianxian in his bed?
Mo Baichuan felt a terrible headache. His mind was blank, unable to remember what had happened the night before.
What had happened?
He was pretty confident about his self-control. How could he have lost his inhibitions after drinking?
Pinching his temples to alleviate his irritation, Mo Baichuan glanced at the torn clothing strewn on the ground, and immediately felt a pit in his stomach.
Could it be that he had forced himself on Li Xianxian?
Just then, a piercing scream echoed throughout the room. “Ah!”
Li Xianxian, who had apparently woken up at some point, was gripping the bed covers, her face pale, her entire body trembling.
“Xianxian, I, you, I have no idea what happened…” Mo Baichuan was at a loss, unsure of where to begin explaining.
Gulping nervously, Li Xianxian tried to regain some calm. “You, don’t say anything. Let… let me collect my thoughts.” After saying this, she wrapped herself in thin covers and walked toward the bathroom.
With the blanket taken, a bright red stain was glaringly obvious on the white sheets.
Almost too glaring.
Was this Li Xianxian’s first time?
Mo Baichuan’s frown deepened even further. After hurriedly dressing himself, he sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette and began to furiously puff smoke.
Did Li Xianxian set him up?
Ordinarily, he had good tolerance; even when drunk, he wouldn’t become unruly or violent. He would only quietly sleep. How could something like this have happened?
Also, why was Li Xianxian in his dormitory? freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
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After a while, Li Xianxian finally emerged, wrapped in covers, from the bathroom.
“Baichuan.” Li Xianxian initiated the conversation.
Mo Baichuan looked up at Li Xianxian.
Li Xianxian resumed, “Last night was an accident. We’re both adults and I’m also responsible for it. Don’t blame yourself or feel guilty. Don’t worry, I won’t hold you responsible or make any unreasonable demands.”
