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"Come on, have another drink!"

"Senior sister, stop drinking, you're a little drunk..." Qian Ju looked at Jiang Ruotong, whose eyes were glazed over, with some concern and whispered his advice.

It was already late at night. Just as they were about to leave work, Zhou Jingshan sent Qian Ju another set of data, supposedly "urgently needed," asking him to analyze it overtime. He said it was due first thing the next morning. After assigning the task, Zhou Jingshan packed up and left. Jiang Ruotong, true to her loyalty, stayed behind to work with Qian Ju to complete the task. The two of them worked until nearly midnight before finally finishing the data analysis.

Starving, the two hadn't even had dinner, and the industrial park's cafeteria was already closed. So, they went to a roadside stall not far from the company. This stall specialized in late-night snacks and grilled skewers, so they each ordered a plate of stir-fried rice noodles and some skewers. The owner also gave them a bottle of his homemade sparkling liquor, a type of rice wine somewhat similar to beer, with a sweet taste. This was a common tactic for small business owners to boost sales; if they liked it, they might order it again next time.

After finishing their rice noodles, the two chatted and ate skewers with rice wine. After a couple of drinks, Jiang Ruotong was clearly quite drunk...

He inwardly groaned, never expecting his senior sister to be such a lightweight drinker. Seeing her flushed cheeks and bleary eyes, he quickly reached out and covered the bottle, which still had a third of its contents left.

"I'm not drunk, have another... cup..." Seeing his senior sister reach for the bottle, Qian Ju had a sudden inspiration, brought the bottle to his lips, and gulped down the remaining wine in a few mouthfuls.

"Boss, check please!" To prevent his senior sister from drinking any more, Qian Ju simply called the boss over, paid the bill, and left.

However, seeing Jiang Ruotong walking unsteadily, Qian Ju had his doubts. To be honest, it was quite dangerous for a young, drunk woman to go home alone late at night; it just didn't seem right...

With no other option, Qian Ju decided to take Jiang Ruotong home first, and then go home himself. Although it would be a bit of a hassle, at least he would feel at ease.

He remembered Jiang Ruotong mentioning that she lived in Xinyefang, in the northern part of Linzhou, which was in the northern suburbs of Linzhou and not too far from his rented apartment. However, Jiang Ruotong would have to find out the exact location herself later…

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The houses in Xinyefang are scattered and messy. In fact, it is located on the outskirts of a slum. In the eyes of many locals in Linzhou, it is part of the slum.

Looking up, a jumble of makeshift power lines crisscrossed overhead, and numerous illegal, temporary structures surrounded the area. Basic water and electricity were available, and the rent was significantly cheaper than in the main urban area, making it a popular choice for many young people working in Linzhou.

Qian Ju's heart was pounding, mainly because Jiang Ruotong was leaning against him, her fragrant hair brushing against his face, her left hand resting on her waist, the softness of her skin against his skin. What particularly unsettled him was that, to maintain her balance, her arms were intimately wrapped around his shoulders, her soft breasts pressing against him…

Qian Ju was raised with a traditional education. Like many native Dazhao people, he was told by his elders from a young age that "men and women should not touch each other." Since starting school, due to strict family education and his focus on studying, he has never even had a girlfriend.

But please, he's a normal man, and he's already at the age where he's attracted to women and even, like many of his peers, has secretly watched adult films online.

Heaven help him, this was the first time he had ever been so intimate with a young woman, and what made Qian Ju even more embarrassed was that he had an erection that he couldn't suppress...

Although this also means he's a normal male, he's worried that his senior sister will notice and think he's a pervert...

The two walked together in this "intimate" manner, and Qian Ju was already drenched in sweat. Especially after supporting his senior sister the whole way, being leaned on by her, while alluring, was certainly not an easy task. The tension and physical exertion accelerated Qian Ju's metabolism, and he began to feel the effects of the alcohol...

Fortunately, the symptoms didn't seem serious; he was just a little dizzy, probably because he'd drunk the rice wine in one go, too quickly. Qian Ju thought to himself, "I didn't expect that rice wine, which seemed so smooth and sweet, like a beverage, would have such a strong aftereffect..."

Fortunately, the two did not encounter any other dangers on their way home. Qian Ju eventually took his senior sister to her home, which was an old-fashioned five-story tenement building.

These buildings were all constructed decades ago.

"Here...or...here..." Jiang Ruotong stared blankly at the two doors on the fifth floor for a long time before finally making a decision. She pointed to the door on the right: "Here!"

The door had a fingerprint lock. Jiang Ruotong pressed it, and the door opened. Qian Ju helped her into the house. Qian Ju looked around. It was a two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment. The apartment was fairly clean, indicating that it was regularly cleaned.

The room was furnished with some simple furniture. The kitchen and bathroom were combined, and the small space made it feel somewhat cramped. The tenant who shared the apartment with Jiang Ruotong was obviously not there. Qian Ju asked her curiously, and Jiang Ruotong casually replied, "Jasmine... she's probably... at her boyfriend's house..."

Chapter 420 Beast or worse than a beast?

He helped his unsteady senior sister directly to her bedroom. The bedroom wasn't large, with a big bed taking up most of the space. Judging from her condition, she clearly couldn't wash up anymore. Qian Ju helped her lie down on the bed, straightened up, and then let out a long breath. He vigorously shook his slightly sore wrists before preparing to leave.

It was getting late, and he needed to get home to rest. Qian Ju pressed his temples, which were feeling a bit dizzy, and took a deep breath. He had been working overtime for the past few days, and the alcohol he had consumed had left him quite exhausted.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned to leave, Jiang Ruotong, who was lying on the bed beside him, suddenly reached out a hand and pulled him hard.

"Don't go..." Jiang Ruotong muttered, her usual strong personality now resembling that of a little girl whose doll had been taken away...

Qian Ju was already feeling a bit drowsy, and now he was even more unsteady on his feet. He was pulled down onto the bed, and by sheer coincidence, he fell directly onto Jiang Ruotong.

"Don't go...don't go..." Two soft arms wrapped around Qian Ju tightly.

Holding the soft, fragrant woman in his arms, Qian Ju's brain had completely shut down. Her tender cheeks were pressed against his face, and he could smell the faint scent of perfume with a hint of alcohol in his nose.

A strong impulse surged within him, and Qian Ju could no longer restrain himself. He tightly embraced Jiang Ruotong and instinctively pressed his lips to her fair neck...