Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 164: It’s All You Taking the Initiative, Okay?

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: It’s All You Taking the Initiative, Okay?

Song Xiaodong had no convenient way to explain at this point, and he indeed felt that Miao Xuanxuan had gotten a raw deal, so he let her do as she pleased, hoping that after venting, she would calm down.

Nothing much happened afterwards, and by ten o’clock, Song Xiaodong had Chen Jun take Xiao Yingying home. As for the others, everyone was quite drunk, so it was unnecessary to go back home to sleep at such a late hour. After all, there were enough rooms in the house; except for a lack of bedding, sleeping wouldn’t be an issue.

Around eleven, Li Gang and Wang Xiaoqiang were both so drunk they were out cold, and Song Xiaodong simply carried them down to a room on the lower floor, tossed them onto the bed, and let them sleep it off.

Song Xiaoru was unusually happy today, staggering on her feet, but still insisted that Song Xiaodong first make arrangements for Li Sijie, Miao Xuanxuan, and Lin Su’er.

Li Sijie was brought to the room first. She had been satisfied today and feared that if things continued to develop with Song Xiaodong it would be out of control, so despite being quite sober, she pretended to be completely drunk. Once Song Xiaodong laid her on the bed, she didn’t move.

As soon as Song Xiaodong left the room, Li Sijie breathed a sigh of relief. When Song Xiaodong carried her upstairs, she really felt the urge to do something more, but her rational mind told her she couldn’t do anything else.

Song Xiaodong then carried Lin Su’er to her room. Lin Su’er had indeed drunk too much and had already fallen into a deep sleep in Song Xiaodong’s arms.

Lastly, Song Xiaodong carried Miao Xuanxuan to another room but no sooner had he laid her on the bed than Miao Xuanxuan suddenly pulled Song Xiaodong down onto it and bit down on his arm.

"Ouch!" Song Xiaodong drew in a sharp breath. He knew Miao Xuanxuan wasn’t really drunk, and her retaliation was expected. Clenching his teeth, he said, "Xuanxuan, it hurts, it hurts, let go, or you’ll really bite off a piece."

Miao Xuanxuan’s head wobbled as if she really wanted to tear a chunk out of Song Xiaodong’s arm, causing him to grimace in pain. Thankfully, she let go of him at that moment.

"Xuanxuan, when I held your hand back then, I wasn’t forcing you to touch me. It’s just that you were overreacting, and if I had let you pull back your arm, you definitely would have flipped the table."

"Don’t make excuses. You’re just shameless, a scoundrel!" Miao Xuanxuan was still furious.

"I tell you, Xuanxuan, if I were that shameless and a scoundrel, with all the opportunities we’ve had, don’t you think I would have made a move on you by now?"

Miao Xuanxuan glared and said, "Haven’t you ever thought of making a move on me? That day under Sun Dongming’s bed, after you got up, didn’t you think of doing something to me?"

"Cough, cough, I did have that thought at the time, but I... thought you were the same person from two years ago, so naturally, I was quite casual about it."

"So, what you’re saying is, now you won’t do anything to me anymore?"

"Of course not. Like today, in the bedroom, you got me so angry and I still didn’t do anything to you, did I?"

Miao Xuanxuan rolled her eyes, feeling that what Song Xiaodong said made some sense. She snorted and said in annoyance, "Anyway, Song Xiaodong, I’m warning you. You better be careful. If you’re with Miao Qingqing, don’t have a wandering heart, or else I won’t let you off the hook. And... you’re not allowed to take advantage of me in the future."

"Ha... it’s not like I ever took advantage of you voluntarily, did I?"

"This..." Miao Xuanxuan’s face darkened, and she was momentarily speechless, realizing that all the times Song Xiaodong had taken advantage of her had been initiated by herself. What kind of situation was this?

"You see how wronged I am? Just today, you’ve bitten me twice. I’m really unlucky."

Watching Song Xiaodong’s face showing injustice, Miao Xuanxuan felt even more frustrated and huffed, "I’m the one who got the short end of the stick here, and you’re talking about misfortune? I must have been cursed for eight lifetimes to have met a jerk like you."

"Then it must be a clash between us, with no other reason," Song Xiaodong shook his head and turned to walk out of the room.

Miao Xuanxuan shook her fist at Song Xiaodong’s retreating back, but when the door closed, she couldn’t help but recall the events of the day. Then her face turned red with embarrassment. She had really lost it today, not only had she been at a disadvantage, but she had also acted so poorly at that time. She didn’t know what Song Xiaodong would think of her in hindsight.

When Song Xiaodong went downstairs, Song Xiaoru had already cleaned up the table, rubbing her forehead as she had drunk quite a bit, her head spinning. However, as the host, she insisted on staying until the end, but now she was struggling to maintain her composure.

Song Xiaodong came over and directly gave Song Xiaoru a princess carry.

Song Xiaoru, with one arm around Song Xiaodong’s arm, chided, "I can walk by myself."

Song Xiaodong laughed, "Others were carried up, so how could I not carry my sister?" He then proceeded to carry Song Xiaoru upstairs.

Song Xiaoru didn’t insist anymore and leaned her head on Song Xiaodong’s chest saying, "Dongzi, I’m really happy today, I’m going to live in my new house."

Song Xiaodong laughed, "Today doesn’t count, not everything is here yet, it still feels different."

"That’s true, but in such a big house, it somehow doesn’t feel real, as if I’m living in someone else’s place."

"You’ll get used to it in a few days."

He carried Song Xiaoru to her room, which was the largest and best-lit room upstairs. After gently placing Song Xiaoru on the bed, Song Xiaodong didn’t get up immediately; he just sat there, smiling at Song Xiaoru.

Song Xiaoru felt a bit flustered, her gaze evading Song Xiaodong, she asked, "Dongzi... what are you doing?"

Song Xiaodong said with a teasing smile, "Sis, did you forget something?"

"What?" Song Xiaoru looked at Song Xiaodong.

"Didn’t we agree this morning? A kiss in the morning and at night."

Song Xiaoru let out a sigh of relief. She thought Song Xiaodong was going to do something else inappropriate. Annoyed, she glared at him and said, "Stop fooling around, I’m your sister. What kiss are you talking about?"

"It’s because you are my sister that I have to kiss you. This is a way for family members to show affection in other countries. I think it’s quite nice; it makes me feel closer to my sister."

Song Xiaoru pushed Song Xiaodong away lightly, feigning seriousness, "That’s overseas. Aren’t we in our own country? I don’t have such habits."

Song Xiaodong stubbornly replied, "No, that won’t do! If you don’t kiss me, I won’t get up."

"You..." Song Xiaoru suddenly felt as though they had returned to their childhood, Song Xiaodong was still the naughty little brother she used to play with. A surge of tenderness flooded her heart. She leaned in and gently kissed Song Xiaodong’s cheek, softly saying, "Are you satisfied now?"