Chapter 43: What Are You Doing?

After a brief examination, confirming that Mother Jiang was just drunk, Huo Yuhao raised his head and looked at Jiang Nannan, who had a worried expression on her face. He smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Auntie's drinking capacity is really something."

Jiang Nannan let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little unable to hold back her laughter. She restrained herself from laughing as she tidied up the dishes on the table and said softly, "Thank you so much for today. I'll take care of things here. Could I trouble you to carry my mom to the bedroom? It's getting cold, and I don't want her to catch a chill sleeping here."

"No problem."

Without thinking much, Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement. Given his current physical strength, carrying an adult was no big deal, especially since Mother Jiang wasn't that heavy.

He easily picked her up in a bridal carry and asked softly, "Which bedroom?"

"The one on the left," Jiang Nannan said while wiping the table, not even raising her head. "Just place her on the bed, and I'll take care of the rest later."

"Got it."

The weather in Tian Dou City was a bit cold. Mother Jiang was wearing a warm-looking cashmere coat. Huo Yuhao noticed that her once pale neck and cheeks were now slightly flushed, likely due to the effects of the alcohol.

After taking just a few steps, he felt Mother Jiang's eyelids twitch slightly. Her rosy lips became even redder and more inviting, and warm breaths intermittently brushed against Huo Yuhao's neck, sending a shiver down his spine.

"So hot…"

Mother Jiang, whose consciousness had just begun to return, was overwhelmed by an inexplicable heat in her body. She instinctively shifted her body, startling Huo Yuhao, who quickly stopped walking. To prevent her from slipping, he had to hold her a bit tighter.

Behind him, Jiang Nannan clearly heard her mother's murmuring, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She subconsciously sped up her cleaning.

As Huo Yuhao moved closer, his breath faintly brushed against Mother Jiang's face. For some reason, she stopped squirming. But in the next moment, Huo Yuhao saw Mother Jiang raise her delicate hand and fumble with the buttons of her coat.

With a soft pop, the first button came undone, revealing a hint of her tightly confined chest beneath her vest. Without the support of one button, the other buttons struggled to hold the fabric together, as if making one last effort to protect their owner.

However, it seemed their owner had other thoughts. Mother Jiang's hand moved down, skillfully undoing the rest of the buttons in no time. Her ample figure, which had been tightly restrained by the vest, was now fully exposed before Huo Yuhao.

A faint fragrance drifted out from the low neckline of her vest, mixed with the smell of alcohol, making its way into Huo Yuhao's nose. He could only grit his teeth and quicken his pace.

However, Mother Jiang didn't seem satisfied. One of her hands slipped inside her vest, and after a brief rustling sound, the snap of a clasp echoed in his ears, like the final cry of a knight defending his princess.

As the last restraint was undone, a wave of relief washed over Mother Jiang. Her lips parted slightly, and a soft, barely audible moan escaped her. She curled up slightly, snuggling deeper into Huo Yuhao's chest. The soft sensation pressed against him, like ripples on water, while a deep, seemingly endless cleavage threatened to swallow all the light in the world.

Huo Yuhao felt like he was on the verge of losing control as he finally made it into the bedroom. Thankfully, Jiang Nannan had already tidied up the bed earlier, so he didn't need to do much more.

With one hand, he lifted the blanket and gently laid Mother Jiang on the bed. Just as he stood up, Mother Jiang, now out of his arms, furrowed her brows and instinctively reached out, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Even though there was still the fabric of her gray vest between them, Huo Yuhao could clearly see everything. He felt his eyelid twitch uncontrollably. If he hadn't propped himself up with his hand, his head might have already fallen into…

What am I supposed to do now?!

He suddenly regretted suggesting alcohol as a remedy in the first place.

"Auntie, Auntie, wake up…"

Hearing Huo Yuhao's voice, Mother Jiang's tightly shut eyes fluttered, and she slowly opened them under his hopeful gaze.

"Yuhao…?"

Her dazed eyes regained a bit of clarity upon seeing the boy in front of her. Her lips parted slightly, and though her voice was hoarse, it carried an unusual softness. "Auntie, how are you feeling?"

"My head's a little dizzy…"

Her speech was slow and muddled. After a long pause, she spoke again, belatedly asking, "Did I… get drunk?"

"Yeah, Auntie. Could you let go of me for a moment? I'll go make you some tea to help sober you up. I don't think the alcohol remedy is working…"

As Huo Yuhao spoke, he tried to free himself from her embrace. However, in her intoxicated state, Mother Jiang didn't think much of it. She thought he was blaming himself for her getting drunk, so she instinctively tightened her grip, pulling him closer.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

That's not the point!

Whether it was the atmosphere or just his exhaustion, Huo Yuhao's breathing grew heavier, his breath brushing against Mother Jiang's face, causing her body temperature to rise even more.

Mother Jiang bit her lip lightly, her face flushed unnaturally red. She absentmindedly stroked the back of Huo Yuhao's head, as if she were trying to endure something.

Despite the heat building between them, her voice remained soft and gentle. "Next time… just drink a little less…"

In her drunken haze, any sense of shame seemed to vanish. In fact, she found this floating sensation quite pleasant, especially with Huo Yuhao's hot breaths fanning her rising body heat.

A thought suddenly popped into her mind—wasn't this treatment working really well?

Once the thought emerged, Mother Jiang's mind began to drift into dangerous territory. She swallowed lightly and gazed up at Huo Yuhao's deep blue eyes.

"Yuhao… how about… you stay here tonight?"

"…?"

Completely unaware of the strange direction her intoxicated thoughts had taken, Huo Yuhao was stunned.

What's happening?

How did things turn out like this?

Before he could gather his thoughts, Mother Jiang's soft, sultry voice filled with unusual emotion echoed again.

"I feel like… the hangover would go away faster this way."

Would it?

Huo Yuhao's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. Just then, the sound of footsteps approaching could be heard, followed by Jiang Nannan's concerned voice.

"Yuhao, how's my mom—"

In the next instant, time seemed to freeze. Jiang Nannan's voice cut off abruptly, and the room fell into complete silence.

Seeing the scene before her, Jiang Nannan's mind went blank.

A disheveled, flushed beauty lay on the bed, her arms wrapped around the neck of a young boy. The bizarre scene was shocking, to say the least.

Most importantly, that beauty was her…

The strange emotions that had stirred within Jiang Nannan when she saw Huo Yuhao treating her mother earlier surged back, spreading rapidly through her heart in a twisted frenzy.

Clinging to a shred of hope, Jiang Nannan's voice trembled as she asked in confusion, "What… what are you two doing?"

(End of chapter)