Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

Su Wanyue chuckled, "Then remember to tell me if it's good or not after you finish watching it!"

"Okay, okay..."

The two drunks reached some outrageous agreement and then burst into silly laughter into the microphone.

We chatted for another ten minutes or so.

Finally, the two said goodnight to each other and hung up the phone.

The call ended, but Xie Yu remained standing there, his mind still blank.

It wasn't until Su Wanyue rubbed her throbbing head and called out to him, "Xie Yu... didn't you say you were going to give me tea? Where's the tea? Did you secretly drink it yourself?"

Xie Yu snapped out of her daze, "No, no, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

He picked up the hangover tea, walked to the bedside, looked at Su Wanyue who was still grinning foolishly, and held the hangover tea to her lips.

He hesitated for a long time, wondering if he should learn it too.

Two little voices were fighting fiercely in my head. One said, "Xie Yu, have you no shame?" and the other said, "If Lu Jingci can say it, why are you being a coward?"

One person said, "Su Wanyue is so drunk, and you still took advantage of her." Another person said, "I'm just showing her what's what, I'm not going to do anything about it."

One said, "What if she wakes up tomorrow and remembers? You'll be so jealous." The other said, "So what? We've done even more intimate things, what's so scary about that?"

A few minutes later, seeing that Su Wanyue had finished her tea, she began to hum a song in a daze.

Finally, Xie Yu tugged at his pants, took a deep breath, and called out in a voice as soft as a thief, "Su Wanyue?"

Su Wanyue looked up blankly, her eyes unfocused as she met his gaze: "What's wrong?"

Xie Yu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his expression a mixture of recklessness and timidity.

His voice lowered as he leaned close to her ear and tentatively asked, "Do...do you want to see the color of my underwear?"

Their eyes met in an eerie exchange...

-

Here, inside the villa.

Xu Wuning became increasingly drunk and gradually forgot what had just happened.

She tossed her phone aside, buried her face in the cushion, and mumbled sleepily, "What color was it? What was it for? I can't remember..."

Then she fell into a deep sleep, completely forgetting what she had promised.

More than half an hour later.

The sound of a password being entered came from outside the door. It was Secretary Liu who had given Lu Jingci the password. With a "click," the door was pushed open.

Lu Jingci walked in with immense excitement.

He lowered his voice, his face beaming with undisguised joy and excitement, and softly called into the living room, "Ningning, I'm here!"

No one replied.

She's probably lying in the bedroom.

So he quietly changed his shoes, walked down the corridor to the bedroom, pushed open the slightly ajar bedroom door, and said, "Ningning, I..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Inside the room, a warm yellow bedside lamp was on. Xu Wuning lay on the bed, her cheek pressed against a corner of the pillow, her breathing shallow, even, and peaceful.

She was already asleep.

And it seemed like he was sleeping very soundly and peacefully.

Lu Jingci stood at the door for a moment, his smile vanished instantly, and the light in his eyes dimmed with disappointment and helplessness.

Ningning is already asleep? Then does that mean... there's nothing left tonight?

He hesitated whether to wake her. She was sleeping so soundly; she must be very tired. He felt a little reluctant to do so.

Finally, he sighed, walked over affectionately, and gently touched Xu Wuning's cheek without calling her name.

Never mind, the plans have changed, let's talk about it tomorrow.

He took off his coat, quietly lifted a corner of the blanket, and prepared to lie down next to her.

Since we're already here, we can't leave empty-handed. We can even sleep with it in our arms.

The moment his knees touched the sheets—

Xu Wuning suddenly opened her eyes.

Her pupils were still somewhat unfocused, but her gaze slowly focused on Lu Jingci's face. There was no surprise or confusion, but rather a calm and familiar expression, as if to say, "Oh, you're here again."

She blinked, her voice hoarse and nasal, half-awake: "Are we starting?"

Lu Jingci was overjoyed, his eyes crinkling into a smile and instantly brightening: "Ningning, you're awake?"

Xu Wuning didn't answer him, but slowly sat up and looked at Lu Jingci in front of her.

She thought she was asleep and dreaming, and because she was drunk, she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality.

So she rubbed her eyes, as if suddenly remembering something important, and her tone became serious and excited: "Are today's cookies filled or three-heart?"

Lu Jingci didn't understand: "...Huh?"

He looked at her blankly, completely bewildered: "What cookies...with filling? Three hearts?"

"Oh, I see. Ningning, would you like some cookies? I'll have my assistant buy some and bring them over, okay?"

Hearing his question, Xu Wuning panicked and started gesturing wildly, "No, it's three Lu Jingci, or two Lu Jingci? There used to be several in my dreams..."

She counted on her fingers, but then realized she couldn't count them all, so she gave up. Her face was flushed from the alcohol, and she tilted her head to ask him, "How many are there today?"

Lu Jingci stood there, stunned, his pupils widening slightly in surprise.

It took him three seconds to process that sentence.

It took me another three seconds to understand what "several Lu Jingci in my dream" meant.

Then he had a complete epiphany.

So...flowers?!

So in her dreams... there are always several of him appearing together?

Even though Lu Jingci was a man of many experiences, he had never seen such a grand spectacle. He cleared his throat, his voice dry: "...I should be the only one here today."

He added, "But don't worry, I can manage on my own..."

Xu Wuning yawned slightly, interrupting him, and gave a faint "Oh".

She sounded disappointed, lay back down, closed her eyes, and muttered, "Never mind then, it's just one, it's pointless, get out of here... let's talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, she turned over, her back to him.

Lu Jingci: "..."

His face darkened. He pursed his lips, stared at the small tuft of hair sticking up on the back of her head, and remained silent for a long time.

Then his eyes flickered, and he reached out and tugged at the hem of her pajamas:

"Ningning, have you forgotten? I came here to ask you to help me choose the color of the fabric."

Xu Wuning did not move.

Lu Jingci tugged at her clothes again, sniffed, and his voice became pitiful and aggrieved, "I'll take it off and show you if the color looks good, okay?"

"Ningning, you said you would keep your promises, have you forgotten?"

His fingers slipped from the corner of her clothes onto her wrist, gently holding it and not letting go.

Xu Wuning finally opened her eyes slightly again, her vision blurry as she looked at his face. "Yes, alright then."

Lu Jingci's lips curled into a smile, his eyes dark and intense. Soon, in the quiet night, the gauze curtains fluttered gently in the breeze, and the fabric fell to the ground.

Xu Wuning carefully evaluated the color, "This one is alright, you can wear it now, I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, she was about to turn back.

Lu Jingci's smile froze again. He leaned forward abruptly and grabbed her shoulders. "Wait, Ningning."

Xu Wuning frowned. "What is it now? Why aren't you wearing it yet?"

Lu Jingci lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her forehead, and said to her drunken face, word by word, "Ningning, you're drunk, so you've forgotten that you should treat others with courtesy and respect."

He paused, his eyes blunt and undisguised, a hint of amusement in his voice: "You've seen the color of my fabric, so I'll have to see yours too."

Xu Wuning doesn't think things through when she's drunk, and returning the favor isn't wrong, so she said, "Alright then."

A few minutes later.

She imitated Lu Jingci and showed off her own style confidently, tilting her chin up with a hint of pride: "Looks good, right? I have great taste; the clothes I pick are all better than yours."

Lu Jingci stared at her intently, his dark eyes growing increasingly deep and unfathomable, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

He suddenly curled his lips into a wicked smile, and began to push his luck, his tone almost morbidly gentle and irresistibly seductive:

"It's very beautiful, but there should be even more beautiful parts. Also, I didn't look at it carefully enough; I need to take a closer look."

His smile deepened as he grabbed Xu Wuning's ankle, his lips pressed intimately against her earlobe, his voice low and hoarse with a sickly intensity: "Ningning, open your bow, let me see, okay...?"