Your Fragrance [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 25 Kiss Deeply

When Chen Ji took Guan Xuexi away, Fu Yang chased him out.

At this time, they had already gotten into the car. Looking through the window, Fu Yang was thrown far behind the car and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the occasion of the National Day in the taxi, the jubilant "Lucky Come" was playing. The intoxicated Guan Xue felt that it was unpleasant, and instructed the driver: "Uncle, change to another song."

The uncle driver is a familiar person, and he is happy when he sees this: "You boy, are you an adult yet? Drinking so much wine won't make your father beat you up."

Guan Xue breathed out, "My father is dead."

The driver was taken aback by him, thinking that he had said something he shouldn't have said, which made others sad. Guan Xuexi smiled triumphantly: "I lied to you."

Chen Ji: "..."

Maybe it was a joke, but neither Chen Ji nor the driver laughed, only Guan Xuexi laughed for half a minute, intoxicated by her amazing sense of humor.

Chen Ji never expected that the drunk Guan Xuexi would look like this. how to say? Lively.

But it's not surprising, there is no drunk person who can still maintain the same dignity and self-respect as usual, he is considered to be a good drinker.

The car music was replaced by an Internet celebrity pop song, Guan Xuexi hummed a few words along with it, and pointed Jiangshan again: "Uncle, you don't have good taste, this capital is a rotten street."

The driver thought he was difficult to serve, but cut the song in response.

This time it was changed to a Cantonese song, which Guan Xuexi had never heard before.

He couldn't understand what the singer was singing at all, but he sang along in crappy Cantonese throughout the whole process.

The driver threw himself into the ground, laughing so hard that he almost ran a red light.

Chen Ji may have received professional training, but he still doesn't smile.

He just stared at Guan Xuexi.

Guan Xuexi didn't sing for too long, and became quiet after finishing the song. He seemed tired, he used Chen Ji's shoulder as a pillow, tilted his head, and closed his eyes.

His face was already red, stained with alcohol. Thick eyelashes drooped down the eyelids, a thin layer of sweat emerged from the tip of the nose, and the lips were slightly parted, exhaling scorching hot air.

Every inch of Chen Ji's skin that he touched was stiff and hot, as if it was about to melt.

Until half of the body was completely numb and lost consciousness, the taxi finally arrived at the destination and stopped.

Feeling relieved, Chen Ji helped Guan Xuexi get off the car.

For some reason, Guan Xuexi suddenly remembered to be polite, and waved at the driver coolly: "Uncle, goodbye!"

The driver was busy taking new orders, so he probably didn't hear it, so he kicked the accelerator and didn't respond to him.

"Who is it!" Guan Xuexi glared dissatisfiedly at the car's buttocks, showing a temper.

Now there is only Chen Ji left in front of him, and he can only vent his big temper on Chen Ji. He was swayed even when he was being supported, and he refused to walk forward properly, so he pulled Chen Ji's clothes and said, "I can't walk anymore, you carry me on your back."