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Chapter 43 — What Are You Two Doing?
After a brief check to make sure that Nannan's mother was merely drunk, Huo Yuhao lifted his gaze to meet Jiang Nannan's worried expression, his face breaking into an awkward yet polite smile.
"Her… tolerance for alcohol is really something."
Hearing this, Jiang Nannan felt an immediate relief, and though she tried to suppress it, a small laugh threatened to escape. As she busied herself with tidying the dishes on the table, she lowered her voice and said,
"Thank you so much for today. I can take care of cleaning this up. Could you help me carry my mother to her bedroom? It's getting cold, and I'm worried she might catch a cold if she sleeps here."
"No problem."
Without hesitation, Huo Yuhao nodded. With his current physical strength, carrying an adult was effortless, and Nannan's mother was not particularly heavy.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her with ease. Looking toward Jiang Nannan, he quietly asked,
"Which bedroom?"
"The one on the left."
Jiang Nannan continued wiping the table without looking up.
"Just put her on the bed. I'll handle the rest in a moment."
"Alright."
The weather in Heaven Dou City was cold, and Nannan's mother was wearing a thick, warm-looking cashmere coat. Whether it was the alcohol or the cold, Huo Yuhao noticed a faint blush spreading across her originally fair neck and cheeks.
He had only taken a few steps when he felt the slight twitch of her closed eyelids, accompanied by the subtle warmth of her lips brushing against him, and her occasional breath fanning against his neck, causing a ripple of goosebumps across his body.
"Ah… It's hot."
As her mind slowly regained clarity, Nannan's mother felt an indescribable heat within her body. She instinctively shifted slightly, startling Huo Yuhao, who immediately stopped in his tracks.
To prevent her from slipping, he instinctively tightened his arms around her.
Jiang Nannan, behind them, had clearly heard the murmur, and a flush crept up her cheeks as she instinctively sped up her movements, wiping the table.
The action caused Huo Yuhao's light breath to brush against Nannan's mother's face. Strangely, she did not move further.
But in the next instant, Huo Yuhao noticed her delicate hand reaching for the buttons of her cashmere coat.
With a crisp click, the buttons gave way, and her gray bra beneath struggled slightly against the release, as if trying to preserve its modesty until the very last moment.
However, her resolve seemed unwavering. One by one, her nimble fingers undid the buttons, revealing the full shape of her figure, now clearly visible beneath the once-tight bra.
A faint, sweet fragrance drifted from the slightly low neckline, mingling with the faint scent of alcohol from her lips, and wafted straight into Huo Yuhao's nose. Gritting his teeth, he quickened his steps.
Yet Nannan's mother seemed unsatisfied. One hand slipped further inside the bra, and a series of delicate snaps sounded, echoing in his ears like the mournful cry of a knight protecting a princess to the last.
With the final restraint undone, a wave of indescribable relief washed over her. Her lips parted slightly, emitting a soft, almost inaudible sigh.
She curled her body subtly, pressing gently into Huo Yuhao's chest. The softness of her body flowed against him like rippling water, and the deep valley of her bosom seemed to draw in every light in the room.
Huo Yuhao felt himself barely holding back as he struggled forward into the bedroom. Fortunately, Jiang Nannan had already tidied the bedding earlier, so he didn't need to do anything more.
Gently lifting the covers with one hand, Huo Yuhao laid Nannan's mother on the bed. As she rose slightly from his embrace, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
The tightness of her bra had shifted slightly during the earlier movements, and even through the gray fabric, Huo Yuhao could see clearly.
His eyelids twitched uncontrollably. If he hadn't braced himself on the bed, he feared he might have already collapsed forward.
This… was a serious problem. He suddenly realized that his suggestion of using alcohol as a "therapy" might have been a grave mistake.
"Auntie… Auntie, wake up."
At Huo Yuhao's voice, Nannan's mother's eyes fluttered open, gradually clearing in the gaze of the young man before her.
"Yuhao…?"
Her hazy gaze cleared slightly as she spoke, her voice husky yet gentle.
"How are you feeling, Auntie?"
"My head… feels a little dizzy."
Her words were slow, drifting as if through fog. After a moment, she asked, belatedly,
"Am I… drunk?"
"Yes. Auntie, let go for a moment. I'll make some tea to sober you up. Perhaps drinking like this isn't the best method."
As Huo Yuhao spoke, he tried to free himself from her embrace, but the drunken Nannan's mother didn't think much of it. She assumed he felt guilty for her being drunk and instinctively tightened her arms, pulling him closer.
"It's fine… It's not your fault."
Not a matter of fault! Huo Yuhao's breathing gradually grew heavier from the action, brushing against her face and causing her body temperature to rise.
She bit her lip gently, her face flushed unnaturally, her hands running through the back of his hair as if trying to restrain some feeling.
Even so, the words that slipped through her teeth remained soft, tender.
"Next time… I will just drink less."
The alcohol had dulled her sense of shame entirely, leaving her with a light, floating sensation. Huo Yuhao's warm, uneven breaths only amplified the heat coursing through her body.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind: This… method isn't entirely ineffective, is it?
Once that thought appeared, her mind began to drift dangerously. Her throat rolled lightly as she instinctively looked into the young man's deep blue eyes.
"Yuhao… maybe you should… stay here tonight?"
".?"
Huo Yuhao, unaware of the strange direction her foggy mind had taken, was utterly confused.
What was happening? How had things come to this?
Before he could even process it, Nannan's mother's unusual voice sounded again,
"I feel… the aftereffects will pass faster this way."
Really? Huo Yuhao opened his mouth, unsure what to say, when footsteps approached, and Jiang Nannan's concerned voice called out.
"Yuhao… how's my mom—"
In the next moment, time seemed to freeze. Jiang Nannan's voice stopped mid-sentence. The room was silent, as if even a pin could be heard falling.
Her eyes widened in shock.
Before her lay a disheveled, flushed beauty on the bed, her arms wrapped around a young man's neck. The sheer strangeness of the scene struck Jiang Nannan dumb.
And the most shocking part—this woman was her mother.
The strange feelings she had witnessed when Huo Yuhao treated her mother before surged again, spreading rapidly through her mind like a virus.
Clinging to a final shred of hope, Jiang Nannan asked in a dazed voice,
"W-what… are you two doing?"
(End of Chapter)