The room became quiet again, with a hint of awkwardness. Guo Tao was the worst offender. He had come to calm Song Xuanhe's anger, but he didn't expect the atmosphere to be like this after going upstairs.
However, the expressions of the three people involved did not change at all.
Song Xuanhe just sat there lazily. When he first read the lines from the script, he had ruled out the possibility of making friends with this young Master Bai. He certainly wouldn't step forward to smooth things over, and for some reason, although Bai Mo was harmless and gentle, he always had an uncomfortable feeling.
Hearing Xiao Yuanmu say this, the only feeling in his heart was surprise. After all, Bai Mo was the white moonlight in Xiao Yuanmu's mind. He never expected that Xiao Yuanmu would be so disrespectful to the white moonlight in front of so many people.
But, wasn't it pretty nice when he saw them chatting before? And when Bai Mo rescued him not long ago, he saw a rare gentleness on Xiao Yuanmu's face. That was a clear picture transmitted from the system in his mind, so it couldn't be wrong.
Thinking of this, Song Xuanhe became interested. He wanted to know what Xiao Yuanmu was thinking.
Bai Mo also wanted to know what Xiao Yuanmu was thinking. When he spoke to him before, he could clearly feel the gentleness beneath his cold appearance, and he felt that he seemed to be a little different towards him. But if his feeling was correct, why was he talking to him like this now?
Even though he was confused, Bai Mo's smile never changed. He curled his lips, dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible, friendly and cute: "Mr. Xiao is right, there is nothing between Mr. Xiao and me, and Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao are lovers, how could I have other ideas? I didn't mean anything else when I said that just now. If you misunderstood, I apologize to you again and give Mr. Song a bottle of my treasured wine as an apology."
Bai Mo's words were measured and his movements were dignified. Zhou Nan and Guo Tao, who had felt something was wrong because of his words just now, thought that they might have been overthinking it, and the look they gave him was no longer unnatural and scrutinizing as it was at first.
Song Xuanhe sighed in his heart, Bai Mo was worthy of being Xiao Yuanmu's white moonlight. Even he had to admit that even though Bai Mo did not have an eye-catching face, his disarming temperament and generous manners were very attractive, not to mention that he also had the emotional intelligence to turn the situation around in an instant.
But since Bai Mo had said so, he couldn't just stand by and watch the show, so he chuckled, his smiling face casual but not rude: "Young Master Bai, you're overthinking it. Yuan Mu and I don't mean to blame you, so there's no need to apologize."
Hearing this, Mo relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief. His movements were exaggerated but not exaggerated. He blinked his eyes in a very youthful manner and said, "Because I grew up abroad, I have always been more straightforward in my speech. I forgot that sometimes a sentence can be translated into several meanings in China. Fortunately, Mr. Song is generous and doesn't care. Besides, I like Mr. Song and Mr. Xiao very much, so I stepped forward to help them talk. I wanted to take this opportunity to make friends. If I don't make friends but offend people, I will be very sad."
When Bai Mo spoke, his two small canine teeth and dimples were faintly visible. When he talked about wanting to make friends, his eyes were full of sincerity, and his tone was lively but sincere like a teenager, which made people feel that he was very straightforward.
Guo Tao knew Bai Mo's brother. He first met him because Bai Mo was abroad. When he heard him say that, he had a good impression of him, so he smiled and eased the atmosphere, "Mr. Song has always been generous. He can see that you have no other intentions. But you just returned to China. You should consider your words when visiting your elders in the future, otherwise your unintentional mistakes may give people a bad impression."
"I know, thank you Brother Guo." Bai Mo nodded and thanked with a smile.
Seeing that he was very well-behaved, Guo Tao also had the intention of protecting his friend's brother, so he looked at Song Xuanhe and said, "We just talked about wine tasting. I will open it now and let you, an expert, identify it, so that I won't always suspect that I bought fake wine."
Zhou Nan had watched enough of the show, and just so happened to want to try what Guo Tao had been talking about for a long time, so he joked: "It's okay to buy fake wine, but it's only when you drink fake wine that things get bad. We really need Young Master Song to try it for us first."
Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes at Zhou Nan, ignoring his winking eyes, and took the cup handed to him by Guo Tao. When he saw the bright wine in the cup and then smelled the mellow but not strong aroma of the wine, he knew that Guo Tao's wine was indeed worth a lot of money.
After taking a sip, the wine with a hint of lemon and herbaceous aroma slid down his throat. Song Xuanhe squinted his eyes slightly, feeling the sweet aftertaste after entering his mouth, and said with a squinting eye: "Brother Guo really spent a lot of money. As far as I know, this wine is now collected and few people actually open it to drink."
Seeing Song Xuanhe's expression, Guo Tao knew that he had made the right decision this time. He smiled and said, "I'm a businessman, I don't have that many hobbies of collecting. Besides, wine is for drinking to me. If I can let people who appreciate it taste it, then it will not be buried."
The other people also started drinking the wine in their glasses. Even Zhou Nan, who usually didn't like wine, thought the wine tasted good and couldn't help but drink a few more sips. What's more, Song Xuanhe, who had always liked wine, drank a few glasses in a row and his eyes were misty.
Only Xiao Yuanmu hardly drank any alcohol, so when he left, he declined Guo Tao's suggestion to arrange someone to take him home, and drove Song Xuanhe home himself.
On the sofa in the living room, Xiao Yuanmu looked at Song Xuanhe, who was sitting on the sofa with a confused expression, his eyes flickering.
Just now in the car, he had tentatively asked Song Xuanhe a few questions and found that he was unusually docile after being drunk. He would answer whatever was asked. Even if he heard a question he didn't know, he would keep his eyes open and think for a long time before slowly telling him that he didn't know.
Song Xuanhe sat obediently on the sofa with an upright posture. She did not curl up or cross her legs like she does when awake. Instead, she looked up at him with a pair of misty and droopy eyes. There was confusion and curiosity in her clear eyes, and she seemed to be tired when she blinked gently.
A pair of eyes like those of a child, pure and clear, making people want to immediately carry him back to bed and gently coax him to sleep.
Xiao Yuanmu had never seen such a well-behaved and gentle Song Xuanhe, no matter in which life he had ever lived. A barely perceptible sense of weirdness rose in his silent heart.
Xiao Yuanmu turned around and sat down on the single sofa next to him. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well. He stared at Song Xuanhe who was looking at him and said straight to the point, "Why do you insist on letting me be with you?"
Song Xuanhe, who was sitting on the sofa, blinked hesitantly. His slightly furrowed brows showed that he was thinking. After about half a minute, he answered seriously: "Because you are beautiful."
Xiao Yuanmu paused tapping the sofa with his fingers, his tone was inaudible: "Then why don't you sleep in the same room with me."
This question is the common confusion of Xiao Yuanmu in the previous life and Xiao Yuanmu in this life, but the difference is that in the previous life, he was confused with joy, while in this life, he does have some expectant confusion.
Xiao Yuanmu stared at Song Xuanhe, waiting for his answer.
Song Xuanhe was still thinking seriously, but after just two seconds, his eyelashes fluttered, and he yawned softly. A blush appeared in the corner of his eyes, and a tear also seeped out. Then he whispered, "I'm sleepy."
Xiao Yuanmu paused tapping the sofa with his fingers and said calmly, "You can go to bed after you finish answering."
Song Xuanhe stared at him without blinking. His drooping eyes, which were filled with mist and tears, looked even more innocent against the red corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose. When he spoke, there was still a hint of grievance in his voice: "I want to sleep."
Xiao Yuanmu frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Song Xuanhe stood up. His eyes fixed, and when he was about to reach out to hold him, he found that he was walking straight towards him, and fell into his arms, put his arms around his neck, buried his head in his neck, and finally rubbed it.
Xiao Yuanmu had never expected that Song Xuanhe would actually sit directly in his arms like this. His body stiffened, and the scene of him kissing Song Xuanhe while she was sitting on him before his rebirth suddenly emerged in his mind. He wanted to push Song Xuanhe away, but squatted down again.
Xiao Yuanmu pursed his lips, suppressed the emotions that just surged in his eyes, slowed down his clear voice, and said in an almost coaxing tone: "Tell me why you obviously like me but have never slept with me, and I will let you sleep."
Song Xuanhe propped up his head when he heard this, and his face, which was close to him, met Xiao Yuanmu's eyes. There was a hint of sleepiness in his voice, but his tone was very obedient: "Can we go to sleep after this?"
Xiao Yuanmu looked into his black and white eyes and hummed softly. Then he blinked slowly and seemed to think for a long time in silence before he slowly asked him, "Why do you want to sleep together?"
If Song Xuanhe's expression wasn't innocent and confused, his misty eyes were full of questions, and even his slightly tilted head expressed his confusion about the question, Xiao Yuanmu almost thought he was pretending to be drunk to trick him.
Why do couples sleep together?
Does this question still need an answer?
But looking at Song Xuanhe's clear eyes, Xiao Yuanmu pursed his lips into a straight line, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and finally pushed Song Xuanhe away, stood up and said coldly: "No reason."
Song Xuanhe didn't seem to expect Xiao Yuanmu to be so violent all of a sudden. His blinking eyes suddenly burst into tears. He grabbed Xiao Yuanmu's hem and cried in a wronged voice, "Dad, don't be angry. I won't be naughty anymore. Please don't abandon me, you and mom."
Xiao Yuanmu paused, turned around and saw Song Xuanhe with tears streaming down his face.
The author has something to say: Xiao Yuanmu: From now on, call me dad somewhere else.
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