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Chapter 1046 - 735 Reliving Old Dreams (Thanks for the Tip!)

Chapter 1046: 735 Reliving Old Dreams (Thanks for the Tip!)

Maotai’s stature as the national liquor is due not only to its historical significance and a hodgepodge of other reasons but ultimately because its quality is genuinely good.

One important indicator of quality in alcohol is that it doesn’t rush you to drink tea; even if you drink too much, you’re unlikely to have a headache.

With some inferior liquors, you might wake up the next day after getting drunk wishing you were dead from the pain.

Fortunately, at a high-end law firm like Tian He, they wouldn’t resort to giving out fake booze as a perk, so when Jiang Chen opened his eyes the next day, apart from a slight dizziness, he didn’t suffer too much from adverse reactions.

The curtains were not drawn.

Judging by the daylight, it was clearly not too early, at the very least past noon.

Then.

Jiang Chen felt the touch of hair and soon saw a woman lying next to him with disheveled hair, still fast asleep.

He was lying on his side, while the other person was lying on her back.

Drunk is drunk, but he hadn’t blacked out.

Even without seeing the face clearly, he quickly recognized who it was.

Once he approximately grasped the current situation, Jiang Chen was a bit distracted but not overly panicked, feeling fairly grounded.

The old saying goes, men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things, but every situation must be analyzed specifically.

What was his relationship with Fang Qing?

They had a solid friendship since they were in their mother’s wombs that wouldn’t be affected by some unexpected events.

Moreover, this wasn’t the first time they had "shared a bed".

When they were kids and their parents were busy, the children would be left with the neighbors, and it was common for the two kids to squeeze into one bed.

Of course.

That was all before elementary school, he didn’t quite remember which grade.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

They were both drunk, and such an incident was not intentional on anyone’s part, plus their clothes were all neatly on.

The guilt-free Jiang Chen was about to get up, but then he realized something was off.

The soft sensation from his right hand made the tranquility in his heart vanish in an instant.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

He didn’t know if it was the heartbeat coming through his palm or his own.

A double turnaround.

Lying in the same bed temporarily, Jiang Chen could still comfort himself that it didn’t matter too much, but at that moment, he could no longer feel at ease.

If Fang Qing woke up at that time...

Jiang Chen’s body stiffened, not daring to think further.

No matter how casual the other party was, it would be difficult to just laugh it off in this situation.

After all, no matter how strong their relationship was, they were adults now.

Jiang Chen, who had intended to leave the bed, now dared not move a muscle and even involuntarily tried to hold his breath as much as possible, fearful of waking the other person.

Heaven help him, he could swear before all the gods in heaven that none of this was intentional.

After drinking so much, who could control their actions? Lying on the same bed with some body contact was inevitable.

Of course.

Even though he knew it wasn’t his fault, Jiang Chen also understood that he couldn’t use this reason to explain to the other party.

So the safest and only option at the moment was to take advantage of Qing Mei still being asleep to extricate himself from the current position.

Having realized the seriousness of the matter, Jiang Chen controlled his accelerating heartbeat, intending to withdraw his hand silently, but he quickly discovered another sweat-inducing reality.

The other person’s arm was pressing down on his, which was probably why he felt numbness in his forearm.

Of course, that wasn’t the key point.

The most critical thing was, this meant that if he wanted to withdraw his hand, he would have to take a huge risk.

The "fearless" description Fang Qing had given the night before was clearly not accurate, especially now that Jiang Chen was quite nervous and uneasy.

His hand was still on a forbidden area that even the most solid of friends couldn’t touch, to move or not to move was the question.

He and Fang Qing were childhood friends, sure, but they weren’t the type of male besties without any sense of boundaries.

Why did he have to be the one to wake up first?!

Fang Qing didn’t stir, apparently showing no signs of waking up.

Jiang Chen knew he could no longer dawdle; if she opened her eyes, the fun would really begin.

He didn’t want decades of friendship to sour over this episode.

Holding his breath, Jiang Chen carefully began his effort to preserve this precious friendship, first by trying to spread his five fingers apart to avoid touching the suddenly so robust peak, then retracting them bit by bit.

One centimeter.

Two centimeters.

Probably even a surgeon wouldn’t be as cautious during an operation.

Finally.

Only a palm’s worth of his arm was left pressed underneath.

Jiang Chen exhaled the breath he was holding, trying to lift the other person’s arm ever so gently.

Everything was smooth and without incident.

Fortunately, the heavens didn’t want to ruin this valuable friendship.

Phew...

Fang Qing’s arm was lifted just a gap, enough for a hand to pass through, as Jiang Chen’s heart gradually fell back into place.

Then, catastrophe struck.

The arm he had barely lifted fell back down; Fang Qing didn’t wake up, probably just an unconscious movement, but the result was that Jiang Chen’s hand, which he was about to withdraw, was unexpectedly pushed down too.

From one forbidden area to another.

Now he was in a real predicament.

And he pressed down with quite some force.

Before he could savor any wonderful sensation, Jiang Chen’s heart skipped a beat, his mind went blank, all thoughts wiped clean, praying that Fang Qing would not awaken.

But life doesn’t shift according to one’s will.

How could she not sense such a major stimulus?

Eyelashes fluttering, Fang Qing slowly opened her eyes.

After a brief, confused daze from the hangover, she slightly furrowed her brows and then slowly lowered her head.