Inferior A After Having a Baby with the Top Boss 70

Chapter 70: Zhu Yiqiao: “…Ah Fei, This is Your Reward.”

—What should you do if your good friend gets drunk?

Ming Fei didn’t have an answer to this question stored in her memory. Firstly, because none of her acquaintances in this world drank alcohol, and she herself didn’t drink either. Secondly, because this situation had never occurred before.

But the person in her arms was clearly… drunk.

While thinking, Ming Fei shifted slightly inwards. Worried that Zhu Yiqiao would fall, she even loosened her hold on Zhu Yiqiao’s waist, letting her lean against her shoulder and neck. Zhu Yiqiao’s warm breath seemed to carry the faintest hint of pine and fir, wisp by wisp, drawing out the sweet pear fragrance.

Ming Fei tentatively called out, “…Jiejie.”

Zhu Yiqiao’s response was slow and soft, like a murmur in a sweet dream.

“Mm.”

Being able to get a response meant that Zhu Yiqiao hadn’t completely fallen asleep yet. Ming Fei breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to ask another question, the phone on the table vibrated.

Ming Fei’s own phone was in her pocket. She glanced up and, recognizing it as Zhu Yiqiao’s backup phone, took it with her left hand, preparing to ask Zhu Yiqiao if she wanted to answer.

As she brought the phone closer, the vibration, which had lasted for twenty seconds, suddenly stopped. The hair of the person in her arms brushed against her collarbone, light as a feather dipped in water, causing only a small ripple.

Seeing this, Ming Fei started to consider making some hangover soup. The backup phone suddenly vibrated again. Judging from the contact’s note, she guessed it was Lan Lubai and softly asked the person in her arms,

“It’s Executive Lan, Jiejie, do you want to answer?”

Zhu Yiqiao didn’t react, only her lips almost brushed against Ming Fei’s collarbone, startling her and causing her to accidentally answer the call.

Soon, Lan Lubai’s voice came from the phone.

“Yiqiao, Min Man and I bought a gift for Zaozao, she’ll definitely love it~ We plan to go see Zaozao tomorrow morning, just letting you know.”

Ming Fei explained in a low voice, “I’m—”

Before she could finish, Lan Lubai recognized her voice: “Eh? Teacher Xiao Fei, why are you answering the phone?”

“She’s drunk, and I accidentally answered.”

Lan Lubai’s voice was a little choppy, either due to a signal problem or some other reason.

“D-Drunk?” She coughed. “How… how much did she drink?”

There seemed to be Min Man’s voice on the other end of the phone as well, but Ming Fei couldn’t hear clearly, lowering her eyes and answering truthfully,

“Red wine, less than two glasses.”

The noise on the other end became louder. Lan Lubai seemed to realize that this wasn’t a good time to call. After a brief silence, she spoke more quickly.

“Teacher Xiao Fei, Yiqiao doesn’t have a high tolerance for alcohol, please take care of her.”

She quickly ended the call: “Something suddenly came up on my end, I’ll come over tomorrow afternoon. Goodbye, Teacher Xiao Fei!”

Ming Fei responded with a goodbye.

She felt it was a little strange, because 0619 had said during dinner that Zhu Yiqiao had a high tolerance for alcohol, but now Lan Lubai said she didn’t.

The answers from the person and the robot were completely opposite. Ming Fei thought for a moment and decided to believe Lan Lubai, after all, Zhu Yiqiao did seem quite drunk at the moment.

But if her alcohol tolerance was low, why did she drink so much?

Was she in a bad mood?

Ming Fei recalled everything that had happened today. Zhu Yiqiao had mostly been working during the afternoon on their way back. Except for listening to her talk about reuniting with her sister, Zhu Yiqiao hadn’t said much, seemingly the same as usual.

She couldn’t get an answer now. Ming Fei picked up her phone and gave 0619 a command. Less than two minutes later, 0619 and 008, having finished their patrol, returned to the living room. Seeing this scene, two blushes appeared on 0619’s smiling emoji face.

“Teacher Xiao Fei, do you need any help?”

“Please watch the Chief Judge for me for a while, I’ll go make her some hangover soup.”

After saying that, she was about to put Zhu Yiqiao down, but Zhu Yiqiao, her eyes closed, seemed to sense something and tightened her arms around Ming Fei’s neck, like a clingy cat unwilling to leave this giant catnip plant.

Ming Fei softened her voice: “Jiejie, you’re drunk, you need to drink some hangover soup so you won’t feel uncomfortable.”

Zhu Yiqiao ignored her, her cheek rubbing against Ming Fei’s chin, still holding on tight, more reluctant and clingy than the raccoon cat hidden in her pheromones.

Seeing this, 0619 timely reminded her: “Teacher Xiao Fei~ Teacher Xiao Fei~”

Ming Fei: “Mm?”

“Chief Judge Zhu doesn’t like hangover soup~”

0619 said seriously, “Really, Chief Judge Zhu hates the taste of hangover soup the most. Last time Executive Min made some for her, she took one sip and poured it out.”

Ming Fei was a little dumbfounded: “Then what should I do? She’ll be very uncomfortable if she doesn’t drink any.”

She looked at 008 and 0619 in front of her, thinking that they were the most intelligent home robots currently available, and blinked her almond eyes, sending them a question command.

“Is there any other way besides hangover soup?”

A series of answers appeared on 008’s display screen. It even thoughtfully added a three-word prefix to Ming Fei’s question—”Good friend.” Therefore, all the answers revolved around what to do if a good friend was drunk but didn’t like hangover soup.

It was about to play the song “Good Friends Walk Together Forever” and read out the answers when 0619 quickly interjected.

“The best way is meticulous care and constant companionship.”

For some reason, fireworks started going off on 0619’s display screen, like the happy ending of a romantic movie, even its voice automatically changed to a sweet, honeyed tone.

“Teacher Xiao Fei~ I suggest you take Chief Judge Zhu back to her room, help her wash up, and sleep with her for the night.” 0619 explained, “Because drunk people might engage in some unconscious dangerous behavior, they need someone to accompany them, and you… are Chief Judge Zhu’s good friend, it’s perfectly normal for good friends to sleep together~”

008, successfully led astray by 0619, actually agreed, even adding,

“Yes, good friends also sleep together in tents and count stars.”

Although the two robots were completely out of sync on this matter, they unexpectedly pushed things in the same direction.

Ming Fei felt that they were a bit strange, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what they said wasn’t wrong. And when she was drunk last time, Zhu Yiqiao had taken care of her in the same way.

So—

Ming Fei nodded and picked up Zhu Yiqiao.

“Okay, then I’ll take her upstairs.”

The fireworks on 0619’s screen intensified, like a grand fireworks display. And its partner, 008, lit up its screen with stars, twinkling brightly, and even added a poem praising friendship.

From the first floor to the third floor, Ming Fei felt that Zhu Yiqiao was lighter than she had imagined, like holding a cloud in her arms.

She placed Zhu Yiqiao on the sofa in the master bedroom on the third floor, planning to help her wash up, but when she tried to leave, Zhu Yiqiao wouldn’t let go, and in the next moment, a faint pine and fir scent wafted out.

It suddenly started snowing outside. The raccoon cat, lurking in the forest of cedar and fir trees, cooperated with Zhu Yiqiao and wrapped its tail around Ming Fei’s ankle.

Ming Fei tried to reason: “I just want to get you a towel, I’m not leaving.”

Zhu Yiqiao opened her eyes.

Her usually deep and calm blue eyes were now like a misty sea, a hazy moon reflected in the water.

She didn’t say anything, just looked at Ming Fei.

Ming Fei didn’t realize how ambiguous their current posture was. Zhu Yiqiao, refusing to let go, was sitting on her lap, her long black curly hair spread out behind her. The top button of her shirt, usually buttoned all the way up, had come undone at some point, revealing a glimpse of the moon.

“Are you awake?”

The next moment, Ming Fei knew she had asked a pointless question.

Because Zhu Yiqiao leaned slightly closer, closing the distance between them. Just a little closer, and the atmosphere would reach a peak of ambiguity. Ming Fei’s eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. Zhu Yiqiao reached out, her fingertips brushing against Ming Fei’s eyes, her voice unexpectedly gentle.

“…Ah Fei.”

Ming Fei hadn’t blushed when Zhu Yiqiao had suddenly grabbed her hand on the first floor and pulled her into her lap. On the way from the first floor to the third floor, even when their lips almost brushed against each other several times, Ming Fei’s ears had only felt a little hot.

But at this moment, hearing this “Ah Fei,” Ming Fei’s entire face turned crimson, like a burning rose, the blush spreading like a heatwave.

Ming Fei didn’t know what was going on.

She felt… strange, and also felt that this physiological reaction was difficult to control. But it seemed easy for Zhu Yiqiao, because Zhu Yiqiao could always make her blush effortlessly.

After that single word, Zhu Yiqiao fell silent, her fingertips moving from the corner of Ming Fei’s eyes, slowly down to the tip of her nose, her cheeks, and even the dimple on her right cheek. She seemed to like that barely visible dimple, her warm fingertips repeatedly touching it, first brushing past, then circling as if tracing its outline, wanting to make it appear.

Ming Fei guessed and softly asked, “Are you looking for my dimple?”

Zhu Yiqiao’s voice, compared to usual, was less cold, with a touch of laziness and gentleness, a gentleness uniquely for the person in front of her.

“…Mm.”

Ming Fei tentatively asked, “Why are you looking for it?”

The drunk Zhu Yiqiao was honest: “I like it.”

Ming Fei didn’t overthink this “like.” She thought Zhu Yiqiao simply liked her dimple, so she had a brilliant idea and suggested,

“If I help you find it, will there be a reward?”

Zhu Yiqiao didn’t speak.

Ming Fei stated her purpose: “If I help you find it, will you let go of my hand and let me go to the bathroom to get a towel?”

Zhu Yiqiao said casually, “…Ah Fei, what did you call me?”

The pheromone concentration in the room increased slightly compared to a moment ago. Ming Fei didn’t notice, her eyes filled with a smile, because she felt that Zhu Yiqiao like this… was quite cute, a bit similar to her playful pheromones.

She changed her address and insisted, “Jiejie, okay?”

Zhu Yiqiao looked at her for a minute, not saying whether it was okay or not, only uttering two words.

“We’ll see.”

Ming Fei couldn’t refuse, smiling and revealing the dimple on her right cheek, as gentle as if coaxing a kitten.

“Here it is.”

The sweetness of the dimple wasn’t as sweet as a little sweet pear. Zhu Yiqiao’s fingertip lightly touched it, caressing it for a long time. As the person in front of her blushed even more, she, as if showing kindness, withdrew her index finger from the dimple.

Ming Fei thought this meant it was over.

But in a flash, Zhu Yiqiao, still in her lap, closed the distance between them again, her left hand cupping Ming Fei’s cheek, her soft lips accurately finding the dimple she had traced countless times.

Then—

She placed a light kiss on that sweet little dimple.

Her voice affectionate: “…Ah Fei, this is your reward.”