"I believe you." She didn't pursue the question. Instead, she said, "I think I believe you."
Shao Jingmo was slightly stunned. "You really believe me?"
Qiao Qiao's eyes curved. "I do. Why wouldn't I believe you?"
Shao Jingmo reached out and pulled her into his arms. "I'm just a little frustrated, but it has nothing to do with you."
Qiao Qiao obediently rested her chin in Shao Jingmo's arms and rubbed it. "Do you need me to return the wine to you?"
"I'm not drinking anymore." His arms relaxed and he lowered his head to kiss her. "Go up and sleep."
Qiao Qiao said shyly, "I…"
Shao Jingmo said, "Hm?"
She braced herself. "I want to sleep with you. I'll go back to my bedroom early tomorrow morning."
"Alright." He picked her up and wasn't afraid that someone else would appear at this time. Even if Father and Mother Qiao were here, he wouldn't hide it.
