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Chapter 729: Where Is My Key? It’s For My Trike!
Translator: Yunyi
Xu Yue curled her lips and smiled as she remained quiet.
She looked sideways and her gaze fell on the young girl who was leaning against the railing.
Her eyes were slightly narrowed and her curly eyelashes looked exceptionally long from the side. Her hair was slightly messy, but it added a lazy and drunken air to her.
“Yeah, it’s very beautiful.”
Back when she was hanging around Song Jingwan, she was like a muddle-headed puppet. Song Jingwan’s lies were clearly so clumsy, and her kindness was so fake, yet she actually believed everything and listened to everything.
At this moment, she was more clear-headed than she had ever been.
She had to stay away from idiots and advance towards a bright and beautiful future!
“Yaoyao, are you drunk?”
She walked over and gently touched her little face, which felt hot in her hands.
“Uh... No.”
Song Yaoyao mumbled and slowly lifted her eyelashes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer voice was sweet and her eyes were misty. It was a seductive look.
“Tired? Go back and rest. It’s past twelve.”
She helped Song Yaoyao up. Among all the girls, Xu Yue had the best alcohol tolerance.
She thanked her past, but she also hated it.
It was a foolish and unrestrained life.
Song Yaoyao’s reaction was slow. She blinked her eyes and suddenly threw herself into Xu Yue’s arms with a sweet smile. She stood on her tiptoes and her beautiful and delicate face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes. Xu Yue’s heart skipped a beat.
The young girl’s eyes were curved into a crescent moon and her dimples were sweet like honey.
Her soft voice masked her slyness.
“Okay...”
Xu Yue hurriedly averted her gaze, only to feel the heat on her face surging.
The drunk Yaoyao was too good at acting coquettishly...
“Slow down, I’ll help you.”
Her voice became tense, almost suspecting that she had been turned by Song Yaoyao. Tang Xinrou watched and laughed. She shook her head and followed.
Downstairs, there was a pink trike parked.
This was Song Yaoyao’s trike.
Tang Xinrou’s eyes sparkled, and her face was red.
“Y-Yaoyao, let’s drive back!”
“Huh?”
Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and almost agreed. But soon, she quickly shook her head.
Her voice was soft, but her face was serious.
“No! D-drink, don’t drive... No drink driving!”
“Eh? But... this is a trike!”
“That’s also... not allowed!”
Song Yaoyao raised a finger; her vision was blurry. She swayed back and forth, not knowing if she was pointing in the right direction. “Remember! No drink driving!
“Go, let’s walk back!”
Xu Yue couldn’t help but laugh. If it wasn’t for the fact that she couldn’t free up her hands, she almost wanted to take out her phone and film this interesting scene.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmXu Yue held Song Yaoyao while Song Yaoyao held onto Tang Xinrou.
She was serious, as if Tang Xinrou would secretly run to the trike the moment she let go.
Tang Xinrou pursed her lips. “Alright...”
The three of them walked slowly. The bright moonlight from the small island shone on their bodies, and the ground was covered by three intertwining faint shadows.
When they were almost at the entrance of the guesthouse, Song Yaoyao suddenly stopped in her tracks. She refused to leave no matter what. “Where are my kittens?”
Her eyes were black and bright as she raised her head to look straight at Xu Yue.
“In your room.”
They had specifically sent the kittens back before eating. As it was too late, they could only ask the lady boss to cook some chicken and tear it up to feed them.
“Oh...”
Song Yaoyao nodded slowly and took two steps before asking again, “Where is my key?”
Xu Yue asked, “What key? The room key?”
“No!” Song Yaoyao shook her head. “My trike...”
Xu Yue: “...”
She was speechless. “Stand properly. Let me take a look.”
She rummaged through Song Yaoyao’s pockets and took out a key to pass to her.
Song Yaoyao took it and was satisfied.
She was finally willing to take a step forward.
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