"I'm the one who should apologize. If it weren't for me, why would you be so worried?"
Qin Beiming's throat bobbed slightly as he looked at Ling Mo, who was completely drunk, and felt a pang of heartache.
Ling Mo could no longer make out what Qin Beiming was saying, and only muttered to himself:
"Mingming, are you out of your mind? I haven't complained about you being old, but you always complain about me being young. Is it my fault that I'm young and short? If one day I grow taller than you, I'll complain about you being short and young too."
"Am I old?"
Qin Beiming was already somewhat bothered by the age difference between them, and after hearing what she said, he suddenly realized that he had indeed aged a bit.
In that instant, images of younger generations suddenly popped into his mind.
Such as Ji Yan, Cheng Cheng, Gu Tingbai, Lu Jinjiu, Fu Yunque...
No, Fu Yun Que seems to be two years older than him.
Finally finding someone "older" than himself, Qin Beiming felt somewhat at peace.
Thinking that Ling Mo's attitude towards Fu Yun Que was not bad, he finally recovered from the heart-wrenching shock of being criticized for being old.
I was trying to calm her down because she was too excited from being drunk, but then a sudden, sharp siren blared from outside.
Upon hearing the siren, Ling Mo instantly became alert.
Suddenly, she shivered and then hurriedly pulled Qin Beiming under the bed.
While gesturing for silence, she leaned close to Qin Beiming's ear and said in a serious tone:
"Oh no! I've been caught cheating on my sister, the police are definitely coming to arrest me. Mingming, remember to behave yourself, don't make a sound, and whatever you do, don't sell your sister."
"MoMo, promise me you won't drink anymore, okay?"
Qin Beiming lay down with her under the bed, keeping one hand raised above her head, afraid that she might bump her head in excitement.
At that moment, he didn't care about the dust covering him; his mind was completely focused on her.
However, it's fortunate that he doesn't have the time to take care of himself.
Otherwise, if he saw the dust on his body, his severe mysophobia would probably cause him to foam at the mouth and faint on the spot.
"I'll do whatever you say."
Ling Mo nodded solemnly, then turned his attention back to listening intently to the sounds outside.
As the sirens grew closer, her nerves were on edge.
"Mo... I was originally yours, your actions don't count as stealing at all." Qin Beiming couldn't help but remind her as he looked at her increasingly serious expression.
Ling Mo ignored him, suddenly grabbed his arm as if it were a machine gun, pointed it towards the door, and even made a "rat-a-tat-tat" sound of gunfire.
Qin Beiming was completely bewildered by Ling Mo's actions. After a two-second pause, he suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.
Before this, he simply couldn't imagine how a girl could be so silly.
But right now, he's enjoying himself.
Aloof and composed in public, but soft, cute, and silly in private—this contrast is certainly exciting and intriguing...
A moment later, before Qin Beiming could recover from the adorable contrast between Ling Mo's behavior before and after getting drunk, the police sirens outside suddenly stopped again.
Meanwhile, Ling Mo, on edge, imagined fully armed police officers lying in ambush outside the bedroom door. He nimbly darted out from under the bed, opened the window with a "thud," and without thinking, jumped from the second floor.
Looking back, she glanced longingly under the bed one last time and whispered:
"Mingming, I'll steal you again next time."
"ink..."
Seeing this, Qin Beiming also became anxious.
He grabbed the large bathrobe from the side of the bed and jumped off the second floor without hesitation.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: from now on, he absolutely, positively must never let Ling Mo touch even a tiny bit of alcohol again.
She's far too drunk.
Although the second floor isn't very high, if you're not careful, you could still break your leg when you jump down.
After landing, Qin Beiming saw Ling Mo running towards the police car and quickly followed.
The next moment, he grabbed the thinly dressed Ling Mo and pulled her behind him. "Mo Mo, come back with me first."
"Wait a minute. First, tell me about these repeated window jumps in the middle of the night. What's going on?"
The police officers on duty had received a report and came specifically to summon Qin Beiming.
Seeing Ling Mo jump out of the second-floor window in such a distraught state, they all looked at Qin Beiming with wary eyes, driven by their professional instincts.
"I...I cheated on you. I'm sorry for causing trouble for society."
Before Qin Beiming could answer, Ling Mo had already spoken first, recounting in detail the process of "stealing someone's man."
The police officer on duty looked suspiciously at Ling Mo, who could barely stand, then turned to Qin Beiming with a look of utter disbelief and asked sternly:
"What did you feed her? Something's not right with her."
"He may have had a little to drink," Qin Beiming said.
"You really didn't drink it? How could an average person get this drunk?"
The police officers on duty clearly did not believe Qin Beiming's words. After several rounds of negotiation, they still insisted on taking Ling Mo to the hospital for a routine check-up.
Qin Beiming frowned, intending to stop the group of police officers on duty.
However, when he learned that the reason they were dispatched late at night was actually because of him, his attitude softened slightly.
While warming Ling Mo's icy hand, he asked in a deep voice:
"So, you responded to the call in the middle of the night because someone reported me for beating Liang Feifan into a paralysis?"
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