Time went back to not long ago.
At this time, Ning Wanciu was still sharing today’s daily life with Ning Dongli, while Cheng Shimumeng was thinking about how to “test” An Yu’s limits tonight.
However, for now, there wasn’t much that could be done.
Things that were too excessive definitely couldn’t be done—not to mention whether An Yu was willing, Ning Wanciu that hurdle definitely couldn’t be passed.
But, tonight, she definitely had to arrange for An Yu and Ning Wanciu to sleep under the same blanket.
This was the most reasonable approach.
Because An Yu seemed to really want to sleep with Ning Wanciu.
Moreover, as long as she made Ning Wanciu unable to think of a way to refuse, she would just have to go along with it naturally.
Of course, today, she wouldn’t let others disturb the two of them.
If it was just a gathering between friends, Cheng Shimumeng would arrange for four people to sleep in one room.
Chat about some private matters or something, or play some little games to increase affection.
But, with An Yu and Ning Wanciu…
She would still arrange these, but in the end, when sleeping, she would let the two go to another room to sleep.
Cheng Shimumeng slightly curled her lips; she wanted to see where An Yu’s limits were, and at the same time… expand Ning Wanciu’s acceptance range.
Having slept together, next time, a simple hug would feel like nothing to be shy about.
And then… perhaps, not only not shy, but maybe even not satisfied with just hugging.
Cheng Shimumeng subconsciously turned her head to glance at Ning Wanciu; she was still on the sofa sending messages to someone.
And An Yu…
Cheng Shimumeng turned her head to look at An Yu, and in an instant, she felt a faint doubt.
Why was An Yu standing alone in the corner, her behavior a bit strange?
Cheng Shimumeng frowned; she took a step forward, coming behind An Yu, then gently touched her shoulder.
“Little An Yu, what are you doing here?”
“Mm?”
An Yu turned around, her cute little face flushed with a slight red, her eyes a bit dazed, and it seemed like she was chewing something in her mouth.
“Cheng Shi, mm, meng, what’s wrong…”
Halfway through speaking, An Yu let out a small burp, her petite body trembling slightly.
But she herself seemed not to have noticed, instead looking at Cheng Shimumeng with a face full of confusion.
“I’m not… wait, what’s wrong with you?”
Cheng Shimumeng showed such surprise for the first time.
“And Little An Yu, what are you eating?!”
She frowned, feeling like there was a faint smell somewhere.
An Yu’s cherry lips parted slightly, tilting her head expressionlessly, the blush on her face adding a bit of different flavor.
“Mm… it’s, mm, the chocolate Xiangxiang gave.”
After saying that, An Yu pointed to the chocolate on the table.
Because it was for her, so she tasted it.
Mm, very delicious.
It’s just, it seemed a bit strange somewhere—for some reason, An Yu felt dizzy, and the Cheng Shimumeng in front of her seemed not quite real.
Then, was Ning Wanciu still the real Ning Wanciu…?
Cheng Shimumeng had no way of knowing An Yu’s thoughts.
She suddenly turned her head to look at Huai Xiang, shouting in some panic: “Idiot Xiangxiang, look at the chocolate you gave!”
Not far away, Huai Xiang, who was studying fighting videos with her head down, was stunned, dazedly raising her head, looking at the extremely anxious Cheng Shimumeng with some confusion:
“What’s wrong?”
“I told you to look, so look—no nonsense—it’s right by your hand!”
Cheng Shimumeng pointed to the chocolate box over there.
“Oh, oh oh!”
Although she didn’t know what happened, Huai Xiang still subconsciously did as told.
She casually picked up the chocolate box by her hand, and at a glance saw that a few pieces were missing inside—probably eaten by An Yu.
“Mm…?”
So, what was Cheng Shimumeng anxious about?
Was it because An Yu thought the chocolate was delicious and her favorability increased, so Cheng Shimumeng was anxious?
“You, read the name!”
Cheng Shimumeng understood Huai Xiang very well; she was silly and couldn’t understand her intention.
“Tsk, you’re so annoying, really!”
Huai Xiang subconsciously complained, but still did it.
“It’s just ordinary chocolate… mm?”
Huai Xiang blinked; she hadn’t looked carefully before, just asked which was most suitable as a gift and bought it.
As a result, there seemed to be two words next to chocolate.
“Liquor-filled… chocolate?”
Huai Xiang subconsciously raised her head, seeing Cheng Shimumeng looking at her speechlessly.
So… what was it… it couldn’t be that An Yu got drunk from eating liquor-filled chocolate, right?
Probably, not, right??!
“You idiot, next time before buying something, look carefully!”
Cheng Shimumeng shouted angrily, the petite girl in front of her with a flushed face, looking unsteady even standing.
This was obviously drunk!
This idiot Huai Xiang really bought liquor-filled chocolate for An Yu.
Just look and know—how could An Yu possibly handle alcohol!
“I’ll settle with you next time!”
After saying that, Cheng Shimumeng turned around, wanting to reach out to support An Yu.
“Come, Little An Yu, I’ll help you over there.”
But just as she extended her hand, before touching An Yu, she dodged it.
That movement was so agile, completely unlike the An Yu who did everything slowly before.
“L-Little An Yu?”
Cheng Shimumeng blinked; she suddenly had a bad premonition.
Just as she predicted, An Yu was drunk—she suddenly had an idea to confirm if Ning Wanciu was real.
However, it seemed someone in front wanted to touch her…
An Yu’s little nose twitched slightly, as if sniffing the scent.
This scent was somewhat familiar, but not the big pillow.
Then, no touching.
An Yu, with a red face, dodged Cheng Shimumeng’s palm at an extremely fast speed, then twitched her little nose again.
Ning Wanciu was nearby; she smelled it.
Fragrant, warm, a scent that made one feel incredibly at ease.
“Little An Yu!”
Cheng Shimumeng reached out again; she was mainly afraid An Yu would hurt herself.
But unfortunately, this time was also smoothly dodged by An Yu.
The dazed An Yu treated all this as obstacles to finding Ning Wanciu.
She dodged left and right, following that familiar scent, running faster and faster.
But she was really too dizzy, dizzy to the point of not even seeing the things in front clearly.
“Stop quickly—this is very dangerous!”
Running around drunk was of course very dangerous.
But An Yu wouldn’t listen at all; she had found her big pillow.
An Yu’s face was flushed, full of seriousness; she exerted a bit of force under her feet, wanting to jump directly over.
“Hiss… Idiot Xiangxiang, stop her quickly!”
Cheng Shimumeng shouted in some panic.
“Oh oh!” It was at this time that Huai Xiang, who finally reacted, moved.
But it was all too late.
“Little An Yu!!”
Finally, the noise disturbed Ning Wanciu, who was messaging her sister.
As soon as she looked up, she saw An Yu with a slightly red face, pouncing toward her.
“Eh, eh eh eh??!”
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