Transmigrating into a Big Villain in the Book Novel - Chapter 272

272. Chapter 272: He Was Shamming
Translator: Storm in a Teacup
“I want to drink, I want to drink, Ouch!” His wound hurt because of the movement. Qi Cheng’s face wrinkled in pain.

Lin Qingye said, “Since you are injured, don’t mess around.”

Qi Cheng put his arm around Lin Qingye’s waist. “No, I want to drink.”

Lin Qingye’s body was a little stiff. Seeing that the person in his arms was really drunk, his stiff body slowly relaxed.

“Drink with me, I want to drink.”

“You’re drunk,” Lin Qingye reached out his hand and was about to pull him up.

“No, I want to drink.”

Lin Qingye frowned. This man was still so strong, so he probably wasn’t very drunk. “Okay, then go to drink.”

He let go of Qi Cheng, but he was not too far away from him. Qi Cheng reached out his hand and wanted to hold the wine bottle but Lin Qingye took it away more quickly than him.

Qi Cheng looked at him and there was a distant look in his eyes. “Why do you wrest my wine bottle from me? You’re a rascal.”

Lin Qingye’s expression was a little complicated. He poured him a glass of wine silently and gave it to him.

Qi Cheng watched his movements, so Brother Qingye did so only because he was afraid that he would get hurt again.

Qi Cheng felt the rims of her eyes a little hot. He immediately picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth.

Lin Qingye sat beside him. He didn’t want to be too far away, being afraid that he would do something bad.

Qi Cheng chugged a few glasses, then he turned his head and looked fixedly at Lin Qingye beside him. Lin Qingye felt a little uncomfortable under such a gaze.

“What’s wrong?”

Qi Cheng put the glass beside his mouth and said, “Drink with me.”

Lin Qingye moved his head back slightly. He couldn’t touch alcohol. The only time he drank was just because of His Majesty’s marriage. And he also paid the penalty too.

Therefore, he didn’t want to drink anymore.

Seeing that Lin Qingye refused him, Qi Cheng’s eyes immediately turned red. “Why? Why do you refuse me? You just refused me even if I ask you to drink a glass of wine.”

Lin Qingye frowned and looked at Qi Cheng. ‘It’s just about a glass of wine. Why does this man start crying?’

No, although he hadn’t cried yet, the eyes of this man in front of him were red, as if he would shed tears in the next second.

Qi Cheng leaned on Lin Qingye, “Why?”

“As a masculine guy, how could it be proper for you to weep?”

Qi Cheng was stunned. His eyes were originally red, but now he couldn’t hold it back anymore. Big drops of tears spilled out of his eyes.

His tearful big eyes stared at Lin Qingye, full of complaints.

“One glass, just drink one glass, okay?”

Lin Qingye frowned so hard that it could kill a mosquito. Qi Cheng was still pleading with him.

Although Lin Qingye did not say anything, Qi Cheng could feel his attitude being flexible gradually.

“It’s fine if you don’t drink, I’ll drink it myself. I’ll drink to death,” Qi Cheng snorted coldly and reached out his hand and wanted to grab the wine bottle in Lin Qingye’s hand.

Lin Qingye grabbed his hand which was messing around, silently took the glass from Qi Cheng’s hand and drank it in one gulp.

Qi Cheng’s eyes twinkled instantly and a crafty look came across his eyes.

“You, go to bed,” Lin Qingye’s eyes were cold.

‘Go to bed, good!’

Qi Cheng looked at him blankly and nodded. “Yeah, go to bed.”

Lin Qingye put his arm around his waist and almost cartting him towards the bed.

Before he could take two steps, Lin Qingye’s body swayed and he shook his head. The things in front of him became hazy and he pounced forward.

Qi Cheng put his arm around his waist in time. His eyes which seemed to be complicated were clear that he was not drunk at all.

He looked down at Lin Qingye who had fallen asleep, and the meaning of his smile was unclear.