With that said, Shang Qi took out two more wine cups.
Mo Qin's eyelids twitched and he looked at the things on the table in silence for a moment.
"Just drink it dry?"
After all, we need to prepare some snacks, right?
Shang Qi was obviously prepared. He sat down next to Mo Qin, raised his hand and waved towards the table, and a few stacks of good-looking classic snacks were placed on the table.
Mo Qin: "..."
Come prepared.
She nodded, "Then drink."
Good wine from the devil world?
She had drunk a kind of wine from the devil world, and it was not a serious wine.
The wine she drank passively that night was not that there was any medicine put in the wine, but that there was something wrong with the wine itself.
Being able to have such a violent reaction was largely due to her being too weak at the time.
As soon as the jug was opened, a refreshing fragrance of wine wafted out.
Just the smell makes people feel a little drunk.
A good wine indeed.
Shang Qi arranged the two wine cups in a row. The clear wine reflected the red clouds in the sky, which was even more tempting.
The alcohol content is not too high. Of course, for people with high cultivation level, even if the alcohol content is high, it won't matter.
As long as they want to, they can use magic to ensure that they don't get drunk.
Soon the three jugs of wine were empty.
Mo Qin's body seemed to have a pretty good capacity for alcohol. After drinking so much, she was not even a little tipsy.
However, Shang Qi seemed to have some reaction.
His fair face was stained with a slight red, his pink lips were gleaming with water, and his big watery eyes always fell on Mo Qin.
Mo Qin looked at him with her chin propped up, raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and said with some humor:
"Watch what I do?"
Shang Qi's slightly confused eyes looked at Mo Qin persistently, and he reached out to grab the hand dangling in front of his eyes.
I missed it the first time, but I didn't succeed until the second time.
He grasped Mo Qin's fingertips and climbed up a little bit until he took the girl's hand into his palm.
Mo Qin struggled a moment, and he tightened his grip.
Shang Qi stared at Mo Qin with burning eyes and murmured to himself:
"You look good."
As long as it appears in front of his eyes, he will no longer be able to see the beauty of other things.
I don't know if he was going crazy because of drinking, or if he was really drunk.
After Shang Qi said this, he held Mo Qin's hand and pulled it slightly. He suddenly leaned forward, put his other hand around the girl's waist, stared at the girl's lips with deep eyes and leaned towards her.
This time it was accurate.
When he touched the red lips that Xiao had longed for, Shang Qi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelashes trembled slightly and rapidly.
The hand holding the girl let go and turned to cover the back of the girl's head.
This thing that had played out in his mind countless times came true, but it still made him panic.
All feelings except touch seemed to be dull and ineffective at this moment. He felt that he was about to melt. He was trying to use up the last bit of strength in his body...
The young and young Shang Qi now is very different from the Demon Lord in the future.
But the only thing that remains unchanged is that behind boldness there is temptation and cowardice.
Mo Qin was stunned for a moment, and then accepted the kiss calmly.
It was not that she was unaware of Shang Qi's feelings for her, and she allowed him to cautiously probe and approach her.
Just thinking that she would leave soon, she didn't take the initiative to do anything.
After a long time, Shang Qi finally ended the kiss.
He tilted his head and buried his head on Mo Qin's shoulder. The hands around her gradually lost their strength and his body slid down.
Mo Qin subconsciously stopped his waist, and then the weight on his arm became heavier and heavier.
Mo Qin lowered his head to look at Shang Qi, only to find that his eyes were closed tightly, his red lips were slightly curled, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he had actually fallen asleep.
"..."
Mo Qin's eyes were gentle and he sighed slightly helplessly.
Are you really drunk?
I don’t know if this demon will break into pieces when he is drunk.
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Of course Shang Qi would not break the story, he remembered it very clearly.
He lay on the bed, recalling every detail of that time over and over in his mind.
Did she respond to him?
It seems to have……
It seems not.
Shang Qi hugged the quilt, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, then flattened again the next moment.
How should he face her?
Will she be angry? It would be better if she is angry. What he fears most is that Mo Qin acts like nothing happened and still treats him with the same attitude that makes him suffer.
…
Mo Qin didn't see Shang Qi again until the afternoon of the next day.
He came in quietly and carefully observed Mo Qin's expression.
Ignore him.
Are you angry?
This realization made him both uneasy and excited.
Mo Qin saw Shang Qi out of the corner of his eye and knew that he obviously remembered what happened yesterday.
Shang Qi walked to Mo Qin and squatted down, boldly and boldly reaching out to grab Mo Qin's hand and hold it.
This was something he had never dared to do before.
Not to mention touching, even looking at each other openly would be extremely restrained.
Afraid that she would discover his little thoughts, afraid of seeing disgust on her face.
He knew that he couldn't accumulate these ridiculous ideas forever, and one day they would be cut out...
Shang Qi lowered his head, even his hair looked pitiful and aggrieved, but the hand holding Mo Qin showed no intention of letting go.
"I was wrong. You can punish me, but don't hate me. If you don't like it... I won't do it again."
It can't be done.
Once the trapped beast in the cage is released, how can it be willing to return to the cage again?
How can you endure hunger if you have been exposed to meat and fish?
Mo Qin had seen him show weakness too many times, so how could he not understand what he really thought after showing weakness.
If he dared to raise his head, look into her eyes and say this, it might be somewhat credible.
Mo Qin picked up Shang Qi's chin while holding the book, and said without any hesitation:
"Look at me and say it again."
Shang Qi: "..."
Shang Qi's pupils trembled slightly, feeling panicked as if he had been seen through.
He quickly lowered his eyelashes and moved his lips, but didn't say a word.
Mo Qin: "Can't do it?"
Shang Qi didn't know whether she meant that she couldn't repeat what she just said, or that she couldn't promise not to do any more transgressions in the future.
Or maybe both.
"Don't talk about things you can't do." Mo Qin moved the book that was resting on his chin and said.
Shang Qi's heart sank hard.
He suddenly raised his eyes, no longer pretending to be pitiful just now, his dark pupils were full of aggression.
That is the look in the eyes of a hungry beast when it goes out to look for food and meets its favorite prey.
Shang Qi's face showed determination and stubbornness. He stood up suddenly and sat next to Mo Qin. Taking advantage of his height and size, he leaned towards her with a sense of oppression.
"I really can't do it."
"Since you know, why do you have to expose it to me?"
Mo Qin lazily raised his eyes, but his eyes did not change at all due to Shang Qi's sudden change of attitude.
Under such eyes, the momentum that Shang Qi had just built up suddenly collapsed.
He has never been her match.
There is no other way but to show weakness.
(End of chapter)
