Qiao Ruoxin went to the restroom, and Gu Mocheng looked at him, "Call out your sister, let's have a celebration."
Mo Chen picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and said with a deep voice, "Give it up. She's not into you."
Gu Mocheng's handsome face darkened, "Am I that unattractive to women?"
He scoffed and let out a cold laugh, "You are."
Gu Mocheng: "..."
...
Late at night.
Qiao Ruoxin was very happy tonight, she drank quite a bit, and her fair and tender cheeks were flushed with red.
"Mo Chen brother, I don't want to go home, I want to keep drinking..."
Holding the Little Ghost in his arms, listening to her soft murmurs, Mo Chen said with a deep voice, "You're not allowed to drink anymore."
After drinking, this Little Ghost completely lost control.
"No way! Then... how can I not drink? After drinking, so many worries just disappear."
The man stopped walking, looked down at her with a face full of drunkenness, "What worries do you have?"
