WARNING! Tsundere President

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Do you still feel nauseous?" Lu Zhaoyang quickly handed him a few pieces of tissue. "Can you still walk?"

"I am weak at my knees." Huo Yunting looked at her sideways with his mesmerizing eyes.

He looked a little cute.

"Put your hand around my shoulder." She held him to the basin.

Lu Zhaoyang had only her own toothbrush and cup, but she just let him use them without hesitation.

"Please don't mind." She warned and squeezed the toothpaste for him. "After this, I will help you to rest. Leave your clothes here."

If he wore his clothes into the bedroom, surely the room would smell of alcohol.

Huo Yunting chuckled and decided to up the game.

"I am too weak to even raise my hand." He just took the toothbrush in his hand and lowered his hand.

He did not seem to be faking it. Lu Zhaoyang was soft-hearted, and she was not angry at him anymore.

"Open your mouth." Helplessly, she took the toothbrush and began brushing his teeth.

Huo Yunting let her do whatever she liked to him like a puppet.

After that, Lu Zhaoyang shot him a glare. "Take off your clothes yourself."

Still the same excuse. "I can't move my hands."

"You!" Lu Zhaoyang took a deep breath, looking at his charming eyes, and beginning to tell herself to calm down.

It was not that she had never seen him naked. What was she afraid of?

She groaned and reached out to undress him, only leaving his boxers on.

Just when she was about to hold him, Huo Yunting pointed at his boxers and said with an innocent tone of voice, "This one not yet off."

"No, that is unnecessary." She was confident that she could handle the drunken Huo Yunting.

"It has to be off. Otherwise, I am not going to sleep well."

"I said no. If you don't listen to me, I will just leave you here!" Lu Zhaoyang's face turned sour, and her tone of voice serious.

Oops! Was she angry?

Huo Yunting relented. He leaned on her and mumbled, "I will do as you say."

"That's more like it. Go to sleep for a short while." Lu Zhaoyang was a little triumphant as she held him into the bedroom.

Huo Yunting dropped on the large pink bed with his eyes half-closed, still exuding a faint waft of alcohol.

"Come here, sleep with me." Huo Yunting held onto Lu Zhaoyang's hand.

But he was doing it very lightly. Otherwise, he would be exposed when he could not even brush his teeth a while ago.

Lu Zhaoyang pushed his hand away and put the quilt on him. "I will be back later."

Looking at his childish behavior, her temper could not get less flighty. She took a clean trash can and placed it beside the bed.

"Use this if you feel like throwing up."

What was heard was only Huo Yunting's soft breathing.

He fell asleep this quick?

Good for him. But he still had to drink the hangover soup later.

She walked out of the bedroom and got busy in the kitchen, not realizing that Huo Yunting had his eyes slowly opened.

Huo Yunting flipped in bed; the light fragrant smell of her still lingered in the room.

It was shameless of him to fake drunk. But it was worth it when he could get such treatment.

"Hmm…" Nice.

Lu Zhaoyang brought in a bowl of hangover soup and placed it on the bedside table, watching him sleep.

"Huo Yunting?" She pushed him gently. "Wake up and drink the soup."

"Mhm."

He opened his eyes slightly, moved closer to her while raising and sweeping his hand across her chest before slipping down her body.