Chapter 164: It’s All You Taking the Initiative, Okay?
Song Xiaodong had no convenient way to explain at this point, and he indeed felt that Miao Xuanxuan had gotten a raw deal, so he let her do as she pleased, hoping that after venting, she would calm down.
Nothing much happened afterwards, and by ten o’clock, Song Xiaodong had Chen Jun take Xiao Yingying home. As for the others, everyone was quite drunk, so it was unnecessary to go back home to sleep at such a late hour. After all, there were enough rooms in the house; except for a lack of bedding, sleeping wouldn’t be an issue.
Around eleven, Li Gang and Wang Xiaoqiang were both so drunk they were out cold, and Song Xiaodong simply carried them down to a room on the lower floor, tossed them onto the bed, and let them sleep it off.
Song Xiaoru was unusually happy today, staggering on her feet, but still insisted that Song Xiaodong first make arrangements for Li Sijie, Miao Xuanxuan, and Lin Su’er.
Li Sijie was brought to the room first. She had been satisfied today and feared that if things continued to develop with Song Xiaodong it would be out of control, so despite being quite sober, she pretended to be completely drunk. Once Song Xiaodong laid her on the bed, she didn’t move.
As soon as Song Xiaodong left the room, Li Sijie breathed a sigh of relief. When Song Xiaodong carried her upstairs, she really felt the urge to do something more, but her rational mind told her she couldn’t do anything else.
Song Xiaodong then carried Lin Su’er to her room. Lin Su’er had indeed drunk too much and had already fallen into a deep sleep in Song Xiaodong’s arms.
Lastly, Song Xiaodong carried Miao Xuanxuan to another room but no sooner had he laid her on the bed than Miao Xuanxuan suddenly pulled Song Xiaodong down onto it and bit down on his arm.
"Ouch!" Song Xiaodong drew in a sharp breath. He knew Miao Xuanxuan wasn’t really drunk, and her retaliation was expected. Clenching his teeth, he said, "Xuanxuan, it hurts, it hurts, let go, or you’ll really bite off a piece."
Miao Xuanxuan’s head wobbled as if she really wanted to tear a chunk out of Song Xiaodong’s arm, causing him to grimace in pain. Thankfully, she let go of him at that moment.