As he spoke, Shang Qi took out two more wine cups.
Mo Qin's eyelids twitched, and she was silent for a moment as she looked at the things on the table.
"Just drink it?"
At least we have to prepare some snacks, right?
Shang Qi was obviously well prepared. He sat down next to Mo Qin, raised his hand and waved towards the table, and several stacks of classic appetizers that looked good were placed out.
Mo Qin “…”
Come prepared.
She nodded, "Then drink it."
Good wine from the demon world?
She had drunk a kind of wine from the demon world, and it was a not very decent kind of wine.
The wine she drank passively that night was not because there was any medicine in it, but because the wine itself had problems.
The fact that she had such a violent reaction was largely due to the fact that she was so weak at the time.
As soon as the wine jug was opened, a refreshing aroma of wine wafted out.
Just the smell makes one feel a little drunk.
It is indeed a good wine.
Shang Qi placed two wine cups side by side. The clear wine reflected the red glow in the sky, making it even more tempting.
The alcohol content of the wine is not that high. Of course, for people with high cultivation, it won’t be a big deal even if the alcohol content is high.
As long as they wanted, they could use magic to ensure they didn't get drunk.
Soon the three pots of wine were empty.
Mo Qin's body seemed to have a pretty good alcohol tolerance. After drinking so much, she was not drunk at all.
Shang Qi seemed to have some reaction.
His fair face was stained with a hint of red, his pink lips were mirror-clear, and his big, watery eyes were always fixed on Mo Qin.
Mo Qin propped up her chin and looked at him, raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and said with a smile
"What are you looking at me for?"
Shang Qi looked at Mo Qin persistently with slightly confused eyes. He reached out to grab the hand that was waving in front of him.
I missed the first try and only succeeded the second time.
He grasped Mo Qin's fingertips, then climbed up little by little until he had the girl's hand in his palm.
Mo Qin struggled a bit, and he gripped her even tighter.
Shang Qi stared at Mo Qin with burning eyes, muttering to himself
"You look good."
But once it appears before his eyes, he will no longer be able to see the beauty of other things.
I don't know if he was drunk or just crazy.
After Shang Qi said this, he held Mo Qin's hand and pulled it slightly, then suddenly leaned forward, put his other hand around the girl's waist, stared at the girl's lips with deep eyes and moved closer.
This time it was accurate.
When Shang Qi touched the red lips he had longed for, his heart skipped a beat and his eyelashes trembled slightly and rapidly.
He let go of the girl's hand and covered the back of her head.
This thing that had happened in his mind countless times came true, but it still made him panic.
All senses except touch seemed to become numb and ineffective at this moment. He felt like he was about to melt. He tried to use up every last bit of his strength...
The young and immature Shang Qi now is very different from the Demon Lord in the future.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is that behind boldness lies temptation and cowardice.
Mo Qin was stunned for a moment, then accepted the kiss calmly.
She was not unaware of Shang Qi's feelings for her, and she indulged his cautious probing and approach.
Just thinking that she would be leaving soon, she didn't take the initiative to do anything.
After a long time, Shang Qi finally ended the kiss.
He tilted his head and buried it in Mo Qin's shoulder. His arms around her gradually loosened their strength and his body slid down.
Mo Qin subconsciously grabbed his waist, and then the weight on her arms became heavier and heavier.
Mo Qin looked down at Shang Qi, only to find that his eyes were tightly closed, his rosy lips were slightly curled, and his breathing was gradually becoming steady. He had actually fallen asleep.
“…”
Mo Qin's eyes were gentle and she sighed slightly helplessly.
Is this really drunk?
I don’t know if this demon will lose his memory when he gets drunk.
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Of course Shang Qi would not have lost his memory, he remembered it very clearly.
He lay in bed, recalling every detail of the incident over and over again in his mind.
Did she respond to him?
It seems that there is...
It seems not.
Shang Qi hugged the quilt, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and then straightened again the next moment.
How should he face her?
Would she be angry? If she was angry, that would be better. What he feared most was that Mo Qin would act as if nothing had happened and still treat him with the same attitude that made him so tormented.
…
It was not until the next afternoon that Mo Qin saw Shang Qi again.
He came in quietly and observed Mo Qin's expression carefully.
Ignore him.
Are you angry?
This realization made him both nervous and excited.
Mo Qin saw Shang Qi out of the corner of her eye and knew that he obviously remembered what happened yesterday.
Shang Qi walked to Mo Qin and squatted down, boldly and presumptuously reaching out to grab Mo Qin's hand and holding it.
This was something he had never dared to do before.
Not to mention touching, even looking at each other openly would be extremely restrained.
I was afraid that she would discover my little thoughts and afraid to see disgust on her face.
He knew that he couldn't keep these ridiculous ideas in reserve forever; one day they would be exposed...
Shang Qi lowered his head, even his hair looked pitiful and aggrieved, but he had no intention of letting go of Mo Qin's hand.
"I was wrong. You can punish me, but don't hate me. If you don't like it... I won't do it again."
Can't do it.
Once a beast is released from a cage, how can it be willing to return to the cage again?
How can one endure hunger if he has eaten meat?
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