Hello Mr. King

[Oh my, this car is a discontinued edition. There are only seven in the world!]

[Heavens, someone finally saved our Almighty Xue’s unlucky hands!]

[I’m so touched, I am crying! Our Almighty Xue has gotten the worst prize for five years straight. Does anyone understand how us fans feel [😭]]

[Moved [😭]+1]

Xue Yu’s fans made pages of comments that were just the crying emoji under this Weibo post. It was a remarkable scene. The hashtag #AlmightyXueGetsThePrize# shot into trending on Weibo just like that.

A big wave of Xue Yu’s fans became Yun Xiangxiang’s fans. Yun Xiangxiang’s fans were euphoric. They felt that this was a proud moment for their idol.

Weibo’s earthquake was absolutely unknown to Yun Xiangxiang. She was now inebriated.

She was escorted by the Big Three: He Wei, Xue Yu, and even Li Man. It was unexpected that she had succumbed after just five glasses of drinks.

Her eyes were unfocused when He Wei was sending her home, “I am not drunk! Not even a thousand cups of wine can beat me!”

“Get her some hangover soup,” He Wei ordered in resignation.

“En,” Song Qian replied curtly. She supported Yun Xiangxiang as they went back home. Right after the elevator door opened, they were greeted by Song Mian who had waited for a while. “Young master.”

“Song Mian!” Yun Xiangxiang raised her voice out of the blue. She pushed Song Qian away and pounced at Song Mian.

Song Mian caught her quickly.

Yun Xiangxiang’s cheeks were crimson. Her already unfocused eyes blurred further. Lazily, she opened her eyes, “Song Mian, you look so good.”

Song Mian took her into the elevator. He said to Song Qian, “Stew some hangover soup. Leave her in my care.”

“Song Mian, you smell so nice…,” Yun Xiangxiang twitched her nose as she sniffed Song Mian like a puppy.

Song Qian quickly evacuated, the elevator closed, and Yun Xiangxiang grabbed Song Mian like a koala.

“Smile a little, Song Mian,” Yun Xiangxiang lifted Song Mian’s chin. “Come, girl, smile for mommy.”

Song Yao scurried away as fast as he could. He felt that he would be eradicated by the young madam if he knew too much.

When he got Yun Xiangxiang who was tossing and turning in his arms into the home, Song Mian wanted to put her down.

“Uwah… Song Mian, you are dumping me. You two-timing, cheating traitor…”

Yun Xiangxiang latched on to Song Mian tightly. She refused to let go. Song Mian did not want to use force against her. Coaxing her was the only thing he could do, “I’ll get you a hot towel. You’ll feel better that way.”

“Better! I feel better like this!” Yun Xiangxiang’s grasp tightened.

Her hands were wrapped around Song Mian’s neck right now, while her head rested on Song Mian’s shoulder. Her slender legs circled Song Mian’s waist.

The young girl’s well developed, tender bosom was glued against Song Mian’s chest. Of all things she could do, she rubbed against him right now.

Song Mian almost could not take the torture, yet he still had to soothe her. He could only sit on the sofa with her lying horizontally in his embrace. He was planning to sober her up through meridian points massaging.

Song Mian’s hand had just touched the Baihui Acupoint on her head when Yun Xiangxiang slapped his hand away, “What are you doing? Are you trying to take advantage of me? Uwah… All men are perverted pigs…”

She turned around. As she sat on Song Mian’s lap, she glowered at Song Mian, “I can take advantage of you, but you cannot take advantage of me! Do you hear me?!”

“Yes, yes,” Song Mian replied patiently. His hands stretched to Yun Xiangxiang’s back.

The acupoints corresponding to the liver, spleen, stomach, and kidney that were located on the back could sober her up too.

When he finally pressed down on the acupoints, Yun Xiangxiang refused to cooperate at all. She grabbed Song Mian’s hands as if she had caught a criminal, “Song Mian, you thug! You want to take my clothes off. Men are trash. Uwah…”

Yun Xiangxiang buried her head in Song Mian’s embrace as she pretended to cry. She even wriggled as she wailed.

Song Mian thought that this was the moment that tested his willpower the most after his various training since he was a child.

The girl had almost driven him crazy, yet she was still in the dark about it.

Song Mian labored to finally pin Yun Xiangxiang down. However, even though he had managed to pin her down, he could not massage her acupoints.

It was a pity that Yun Xiangxiang only stayed put for two minutes before she felt her tongue being parched. Song Mian’s lips became her target.

Song Mian knew that it was bad when he met her hungry eyes. Song Mian would have been euphoric if she was sober.

The current Yun Xiangxiang did not know what she was doing. He could not take advantage of her predicament.

When Yun Xiangxiang tried to kiss him, Song Mian turned his head to the side. This wet, soft kiss landed on his chin.

Yun Xiangxiang was dissatisfied about this. Her inexplicable strength made her escape Song Mian’s control.

She squeezed Song Mian’s chin with one hand. As she locked Song Mian in with power, she kissed him fiercely. That kiss even had a hint of ravage to it…

Her kiss was rough and demanding. It was as if she was trying to get something from Song Mian, or venting at him.

She finally lit Song Mian’s flames. He turned over, and Yun Xiangxiang was pinned under him. When the tables were turned, his kiss landed on her strongly.

Everything was out of control for a moment. It was the sound of Song Qian knocking on the door that made Song Mian snap out of it. He calmed down for two minutes before opening the door.

Yun Xiangxiang latched onto him again. He could only bring her along as he opened the door.

When Song Qian saw the couple whose clothes were in a mess, their lips were crimson, and had hickeys on their necks. She thought that she came at the wrong moment.

Song Mian took the bowl of hangover soup from Song Qian. He was helpless against Yun Xiangxiang who was torturing him. He took a big swig himself before sealing Yun Xiangxiang’s lips. That was how he fed her the soup.

Song Qian closed the door in understanding.

Yun Xiangxiang finally settled down slightly after downing that bowl of soup. She slowly calmed down and obediently let Song Mian massage the acupoints on her head.

Like a languid kitten, she nestled within Song Mian’s arms. Finally, she slipped into a sound sleep.

Song Mian could only sigh resignedly. He called Song Qian upstairs to help Yun Xiangxiang clean up and have a change of clothes.

After Yun Xiangxiang lit up his flames, if he could still get a hold of himself after making a move, then he would be Liu Xiahui [1].

When Yun Xiangxiang noticed that she was in a stranger’s room after she woke up, she suddenly sat up. She was in her own pajamas.

She tugged on her blanket. She had a great memory. Everything that happened yesterday did not escape her memory.

“I can’t see him now,” Yun Xiangxiang laid back down on the bed. She covered herself with the blanket.

She did not expect her alcohol tolerance to be so atrocious. She drank a few glasses on purpose. She wanted to train her alcohol tolerance since it would be helpful in the future.

When she was in her previous life, she would just fall properly and sleep when she was drunk.

Why did I become like this now? I almost assaulted Song Mian.

Heavens! Her face was scalding when she thought about that.

How can I even face Song Mian like this?

No matter how reluctant she was, she still had to face it. When she woke up, she had missed her morning training session. Yun Xiangxiang went to the living quarters downstairs after she was done washing herself up.

Song Mian was serving breakfast. He looked like how he would when he saw her. Softly, he called her, “Have some morning snacks.”

Yun Xiangxiang sat down uncomfortably. She was at a loss for words.

Song Mian piped up first, “Don’t have any alcohol after this.”