No one in the apartment drank often. Even during dinner parties, Colin often stopped before he got too


    drunk. The instant chicken soup sachets we had were given by Andrew''s family since he often got


    drunk from his family dinners. We had never bought them.


    And since no one ever got too drunk, those sachets had been collecting dust in the cab. Tonight,


    they proved themselves useful. In a sense, it was like a self-fulfilling prophecy-the existence of those


    chicken soup sachets made people drink.


    Another hour went by after I showered, got changed, and drank the chicken soup. I wiped Colin and


    tucked him in. Completely drained, I flopped down onto the bed and refused to move. Colin was so


    heavy, and it hurt my back to take care of him. I wish I could kick him out of frustration.


    In the restaurant, he could still talk with me properly. He even said so many romantic things to me. But


    as soon as we got inside the car, he passed out right away. I had to carry him all the way to the


    apartment My arms felt like jelly now.


    In fact, I even suspected that he was doing this on purpose. He just wanted me to suffer! I closed my


    eyes and tried to fall asleep. But as soon as I did that, Colin''s crushing weight fell on top of me. He then


    pouted and demanded kisses from me.


    I couldn''t believe that the gentlemanly Colin could be this shameless in private. I wasn''t in the mood for


    a smooch. The physical activity just now made me want to sleep right away. So I dodged around, but


    like a dog, he sniffed my neck and left a trail of saliva on my face.


    "Stop it. I''m so tired. Let''s sleep." I secured his head with both my arms, trying to stop him from asking


    for kisses. However, I was outmatched in weight and strength. I couldn''t evade his assault.


    "No. Kisses first, then we sleep." Colin located my earlobes and nibbled them. His hot breath tickled the


    back of my ears, electrifying my body. I couldn''t feel the lower half of my body.


    Furthermore, his weight was crushing my tiny frame. My chest was being squeezed, and I could hardly


    breathe. Unfortunately, I wasn''t strong enough to push him away. Otherwise, I''d pin him underneath me


    and let him have a taste of suffocation.


    A drunk man was beyond any reasoning. I could only inch to the side to get out of the zone of attack. I


    didn''t understand. He could sleep very well next to me every day without any kisses from me. Why was


    he throwing a tantrum and asking me to kiss him when he was drunk?


    Was he using his drunkenness as a pretext to fulfill whatever selfish desire he had? Either way, the


    timing was wrong, the mood was wrong, and the asion was wrong. It was simply too dangerous.


    Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    I had read enough fan fiction to know what would happen when two lonely souls were drunk. I was not


    going tomit the cliché mistake. It was my virginity. I couldn''t hand it over like this. And most


    importantly, I was exhausted.


    I mustered my strength, and when an opening presented itself, I wrestled him and pinned him down. I


    straddled his tummy. I pressed down his shoulder and warned, "Sleep now or I''ll kick you out." "No, I


    want kisses." Colin wiggled and coiled his limbs around me. He wasn''t going to allow me to sleep


    unless I kissed him.


    The drunk Colin was stubborn. But there was no way I would let him kiss me. I nailed his arms with my


    legs and pushed his shoulder with my hands. I ignored what he said and restricted his movement.