Mu Qiu hurriedly closed the forum and took a big gulp of alcohol.
The wine was cold and stimulating. However, as the wine entered her stomach, her throat started to feel hot again. Mu Qiu stole a glance at the man beside her, and couldn't help but look in the wrong direction.
With just one look, Mu Qiu turned back guiltily.
She picked up her glass again and finished the rest of her drink.
Watching Mu Qiu's frantic actions, Cheng Yanmo's suspicions grew. What did she just see?
"Are you feeling unwell?" Mu Qiu's face was as red as an apple. Cheng Yanmo was worried that Mu Qiu was drunk.
Cheng Yanmo's voice was so close to her, and his breath seemed to be right beside her ear. Mu Qiu's mind was filled with thoughts of 19. She shook her exploding brain and answered groggily, "I think it's a little hot. Oh no, it's not hot. It's just that the wine is slightly hot…"
Cheng Yanmo saw that she was distracted and didn't probe further.
