Shen Mo put the paper bag on the table, as if he didn't hear her words, and whispered, "I brought you the strawberry milkshake I promised you last night."
Fugui stared at the paper bag, his eyes glowing green, ready to take action.
"roar."
Shen Mo pulled the corner of his lip and patted its head, "It's for the cub, not for you."
Being called by a nickname in public, An Ci's ears burned. She dropped the sandwich she had a bite of and stood up suddenly.
Eric was close to her and was startled. He looked at her strangely, "What are you doing?"
An Ci didn't say anything, but pulled Shen Mo towards the stairs.
Fugui followed happily.
An Jianwen looked at the backs of the two people, and a dark and unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.
Anyang turned around and looked at Eric in confusion, "No, what are they doing?"
"Let's have a fight." Eric laughed nonchalantly.
At this moment, upstairs, wealth and honor were shut out.
It lay depressed at the door, staring at the closed door with resentment.
Inside, An Ci turned to look at Shen Mo, crossed his arms, and took a deep breath. "I'll say this one last time, don't call me cub anymore."
Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why not?"
"Anyway, it's not allowed." An Ci tilted his head and snorted, "You've lost the qualification."
Shen Mo's eyes paused slightly. If he hadn't heard her heartfelt words after being drunk last night, perhaps he would still be sad because of these words, but now...
He walked slowly closer, and when An Ci saw him coming, he subconsciously took a step back.
"What do you want to do?"
He advances, she retreats.
An Ci's back slammed into the cold wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat. Shen Mo placed his hands on her sides, trapping her in front of him. His voice was low, "Then tell me, what should I do to regain this qualification?"
An Ci's ears were very sensitive, and Shen Mo had noticed it long ago. He deliberately leaned closer to speak, and his warm breath sprayed on her ears. As he watched her white ears gradually turn a layer of crimson, a satisfied smile flashed in his eyes.
"How about I serve you in bed tonight?"
“…”
An Ci didn't need to look in the mirror to imagine how blushing she was right now.
She pushed him away, putting distance between them.
"Shen Mo, do you think I can't beat you?"
Shen Mo suppressed his laughter and stared at her without blinking. "No need to fight, I surrender."
As he spoke, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Seeing this, An Ci couldn't get any more angry even if he was angry.
She suddenly thought of something and took out her watch from her pocket, "I'll give it back to you."
"What's given to you is yours." Shen Mo didn't reach out to take it, but said calmly, "You already accepted it last night. Eric and the others saw it."
The subtext is: You can't give it back to me anymore.
An Ci naturally understood, but she didn't accept his explanation. "I was drunk last night, and drunken words don't count."
"Yeah?"
Shen Mo restrained the faint smile on his face and looked at her seriously, "Then why didn't you let Eric take you home yesterday? Why did you have to look for me?"
An Ci turned his face away and forced an explanation, "I already told you, I was drunk last night."
Damn wine, it really harms people.
After a moment of silence, Shen Mo said in a hoarse voice, "I was wrong back then. I shouldn't have disappeared without a word for fear of implicating you. Uncle Song and the others were very kind to me. I don't want to put anyone in danger because of me, especially you."
He lowered his head, his black hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes. "I want to see you live happily, live without worries, and not be dragged into that quagmire because of me."
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