Chapter 170: I really can't drink too much next time
Yoon Chan-woo once again carried Park so-young on his back, politely said goodbye to the driver's uncle who finally stopped chattering, and walked into the xx community where red&bsp&bspvelvet is located, fortunately, he has always had a good memory, and he came once last time, so Yoon Chan-woo still remembers the specific location of the armchair where he and Park so-young blew the cold wind together.
"Huhuhu~~~"
With a groggy head and a tired body, Yoon Chan-woo leaned forward with Park so-yong on his back and panted slightly in his mouth. Although it is not difficult for Yoon Chanwoo to carry Park so-young, he has just drunk a lot of wine in the tavern, and his stamina has returned, and then he was frightened by his absurd behavior, so that Yoon Chan-woo was already physically and mentally exhausted at this time.
Fortunately, Park so-yong didn't move around on his back at this time, so Yoon Chan-woo was still able to persevere.
However, soon after Yoon Chan-woo accidentally stepped on a small stone on the road and almost stumbled and finally stabilized his body, Park so-yong seemed to be woken up by his movements, and Yoon Chan-woo's hope of reaching his destination safely was shattered.
"Hmm~~Hmm~~~"
Park Xiurong, who slept for more than ten minutes but was suddenly woken up, let out a fierce moan with dissatisfaction, and the head that was originally leaning on Yin Canyou's shoulder began to bury between his neck, rubbing as if he felt uncomfortable from time to time, and the hand that was originally hanging down also began to involuntarily hug Yin Canyou's neck, and even more let himself stick to Yin Canyou.
And the person concerned, Yin Chanyou, did not dare to move or speak, although Park Xiurong's actions made him not only itch his neck, but also his heart, because Yin Canyou was afraid that once he moved or spoke, Park Xiurong would wake up completely, and maybe he would remember what happened to the two of them in the tavern, and at that time Yin Canyou didn't know how to face Park Xiurong, so don't alarm Park Xiurong who is still dizzy now, and Yin Canyou doesn't want to face such an embarrassing situation so soon.
It's just that what Yoon Chanwoo didn't expect was that Park so-rong's actions began to become more and more presumptuous.
After a while, Yoon Chan-woo noticed that Park so-young's hand gradually stretched out his palm from the state of hugging his neck and stuck it to his Adam's apple, and then slowly slid down, if it was just attached to the outside of the clothes, Yin Chan-woo would not be so sensitive, but Park so-young actually slipped directly into Yoon Chan-woo's clothes!
The slightly cool little hand touched the place above Yin Canyou's warm neck and chest, whether it was slightly scratched and scratched, which made Yin Canyou's heart tremble. Obviously, Park Xiurong's hands are so cold, but Yin Canyou himself can't help but get hot.
But fortunately, the armchair was not far in front of him, Yoon Chan-woo gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to pick Park so-young's "groping pig hand" away, quickened his pace, walked steadily to the front of the armchair, turned around, and slowly put Park so-young on the chair. After doing all this, Yin Canyou finally straightened up with relief and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"It's really, going crazy"
Yoon Chan-woo lowered his head and looked at his messy collar, glanced back at Park so-young, who was tossing and turning on the armchair with a dissatisfied expression, and muttered to himself.
Leaning on the cold wooden armchair is definitely not as comfortable as Yoon Chanwoo, and the drunk Park so-young directly showed his dissatisfied expression, obviously drunk and even tossing and turning. And Yoon Chan-woo, who saw all this, couldn't bear to let Park so-young continue to be uncomfortable like this, in fact, he also wanted to sit down and say, because it was really tiring to stand, especially for someone like him who had stamina after drinking.
Therefore, Yoon Chan-woo sat down next to Park so-young, put his hands on her shoulders, and gently helped Park so-young's crooked body to the side.
"Hmm~~Hmm~~~"
As if he had found a comfortable place, before Yoon Chan-woo was thinking about whether to continue to support Park so-young, Park so-young had already stretched out his hands and tightly wrapped his arms around Yoon Chan-woo's left hand, and his head naturally leaned on Yoon Chan-woo's shoulder, revealing a look of satisfaction and comfort.
"Are you really asleep?"
Seeing Park so-young's skillful little movements, Yin Canyou couldn't help but laugh, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart. So he cautiously tilted his head sideways to get close to Park Xiurong's sleeping face, and carefully observed her docile eyebrows and eyes at this time, warm and regular snorting, and it really looked like she was asleep.
"It's kind of cute yes (??)"
Park Xiurong, who closed her eyes, slept peacefully, her eyes narrowed gently, her long eyelashes became very quiet, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly with sweetness, just like the sleeping beauty in Grimm's fairy tales, but she didn't need the prince to come and kiss her to wake her up.
Thinking of this, Yoon Chan-woo immediately thought of the deep kiss that impressed him with Park so-young at the tavern and made him unforgettable, and that sweet feeling made Yoon Chan-woo have to admit that he was indeed intoxicated at that time, although he knew that it was wrong.
Like a devil's fruit, sweet and dangerous.
Just when Yoon Chan-woo was pausing to think about himself, Park so-young, who had fallen asleep on his shoulder, slowly opened his misty and moist eyes, and then quietly looked at Yoon Chan-woo's face, which was very close to him.
Although Yin Canyou was distracted, he quickly noticed the fact that Park Xiurong woke up at this time, and for a while his eyes also looked at Park Xiurong, but he revealed a trace of panic.
"Where is this? (?? o`)”
Park so-young asked softly to Yoon Chan-woo, his tone a little tired.
“…… In your community."
Seeing that Park so-young didn't mention the matter in the tavern right away, this made Yoon Chan-woo breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head slightly and didn't look at Park so-young, and then replied to Park so-young in the same soft voice.
"Just ...... Did you carry me back again? ”
Park so-young did not choose to let go of Yoon Chan-woo's arm, but continued to tilt his head and lean comfortably with half-squinted eyes.
"Hmm"
"My head ...... It hurts a little."
"You're drinking too much and trying to stop you...... I drank a lot as a result."
"Then why aren't you drunk?"
"I drank a little less than you, but I'm dizzy now."
"Is it really easy to lose memory when you drink alcohol? I felt like I woke up from a little sleep, and I just remember drinking rogue beer."
"Really? …… Actually, there's nothing bad about it."
"What did you say?"
"It's normal for me to say, drunk people tend to forget things."
"Mmmm, I really can't drink too much next time"
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