I Am Not Your Milkshake

Su Feng’ao looked at the woman, his expression hard to interpret.

“Feng’ao, Chengxi, long time no see.” Somehow, the woman came to their side.

Her eyes were clear and bright as stars. She smiled slightly, looking elegant and graceful.

“Huh.” Ye Chengxi sneered, without even looking at her for he didn’t want to get involved with the mess.

Su Feng’ao also made no reply to her greeting. The atmosphere turned a bit awkward, but the woman was completely unaware of it, and her smile never ceased.

“Ning’an.” A man not far away suddenly called. Ye Ning’an had just looked over when the man came to her. He wore a black suit with a white shirt whose collar was slightly open.

“Lu Yang.” Ye Ning’an nodded slightly.

“How come you didn’t even tell me earlier when you came back? I could pick you up.” Lu Yang asked tenderly as if Ye Chengxi and Su Feng’ao did not exist.

Ye Ning’an shook her head, “I could take care of myself.”

“My father came over too. Hearing you were back to the country, he wanted to meet you. Are you available for a meeting?” Lu Yang only smiled affectionately, his eyes full of tenderness.

Ye Ning’an hesitated a bit and then glanced at Su Feng’ao who had been drinking and hadn’t paid any attention to her at all. She bit her lips and gave a smile, “Yes.”

Her hesitation and reaction were all caught by the man, His eyes showed a sense of malice, which vanished instantly when Ye Ning’an raised her head.

Su’s house.

The lights were still on inside Mu Jiuyue’s room.

She pinched the back of her neck and stretched, glancing at the computer in front of her, and then the clock---- it was past twelve.

“When can I end all this? ” Mu Jiuyue grumbled. But she still went directly downstairs for a cup for coffee. Tonight, she had to stay up again.

The coffee beans were still brewing, and Mu Jiuyue was leaning against the wall, playing with her phone. But before long, there was a sound at the door.

Mu Jiuyue wore a suspender skirt, her hair casually tied behind her head. She looked out of the door warily.

Finally, she let down her guard at the sight of the coming person, “Uncle Su, it is so late. Why do you...”

“Eh! Uncle Su!” Before she finished speaking, Mu Jiuyue was almost pushed to the ground by Su Feng’ao who got drunk. Then she hurriedly helped him up.

The smell of wine was very pungent. She knitted her brows, ‘How much he has actually drunk!’

She gritted her teeth and looked a bit helpless as she strained to bring him to the sofa nearby. By this time the butler and maid were already resting, so she couldn’t bring him upstairs.

Suddenly, Mu Jiuyue was yanked by Su Feng’ao by the wrist, and fell backwards along with him towards the sofa in an embarrassing position----he lay beneath her.

“Uncle Su, wake up, you said that you’re not interested in me!” Mu Jiuyue helplessly patted Su Feng’ao’s face, looking at her own wrist clutched by him.

She shouldn’t have got involved in this mess!

Gritting her teeth, she tried to pull Su Feng’ao up, but in vain since she could not make him loosen his grip.

“Uncle Su, you must remember to compensate me for the spiritual damage and my service tomorrow. I am not obliged to serve you.”

Mu Jiuyue muttered, paid little attention to Su Feng’ao, and tried to figure out how to get herself out of his hand.

Su Feng’ao was a bit annoyed by the disturbance and opened his eyes slightly. Maybe the alcohol had gone to his head or the house was too dimly lit. Somehow, what he saw was Ye Ning’an in front of him.

“Eh, Uncle Su, you’re awake? Let go of me! You nearly break my wrist!” Mu Jiuyue casually glanced at him and was pleasantly surprised to find his eyes open.

She was relieved that she could finally rid herself, when she was suddenly pulled back into his arms.

Before Mu Jiuyue could figure out what happened, she was kissed by warm lips. She stared wide-eyed, then quickly and subconsciously pushed him away, and gave him a slap.

‘Damn it, you dare to get physical with me!’

Then she hurriedly jumped up from him, wiping her lips hard. Embarrassed and annoyed, she forgot to take her coffee and ran upstairs in a hurry.

Su Feng’ao’s mind was whirling when he was violently slapped by someone. He looked over and wanted to see the face clearly, but the person was already nowhere to be seen.

Then, overwhelmed by sleepiness and the effect of alcohol, he could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep.

“Bang!” Mu Jiuyue returned to the room and slammed the door shut. With her back against the door, she was still wiping her lips, but her face was strangely flushed.

That moment repeated itself in Mu Jiuyue’s mind. She hastily shook her head and warned herself, “Mu Jiuyue, why are you running! He deserves a few more slaps! Su Feng’ao, how dare you take advantage of me!”

‘Running upstairs like a coward. I must get ridiculed by that guy!’

“Ah! My coffee!” She suddenly remembered what she went downstairs for, and felt a pang of chagrin.

She shouldn’t have been nosy!

In annoyance, Mu Jiuyue tugged at her hair that had been loosely tied up in the back of her head and now got disheveled. She took a few steps, then lay backwards onto the bed and casually took a pillow to cover her face.

“Ah!” Mu Jiuyue cried out uncontrollably. It was her first kiss!

Tonight, some were sleeping soundly while others stayed awake all night.