Chapter 231: 093: Stunning! 3
“Thankyou.” Mo Qishen reached out and took the cup. His slender fingertips accidentally grazed the back of Ni Yang’s hand, feeling slightly cool.
In this instance, Mo Qishen suddenly thought of an exquisite ancient jade he had come across last summer while he was in F Country.
The sensation of touching this jade was similar.
The honey water was sweet with a faint hint of lemon. A single sip managed to soothe the burning sensation in his heart.
Taking advantage of the action of picking up food, Mo Qishen whispers into Ni Yang’s ear, “Yangyang, I can hold my liquor very well! I’m not drunk at all, you don’t have to worry.”
At this very moment, Ni Yang turned her head, her fair cheeks brushing against his lips.
It was like a shock.
Such an unintentional move had successfully stunned the both of them.
The boasting noises coming from the table seemed to have become a vacuum.
Mo Qishen picked up the cup again, nonchalantly took a sip of the honey water as if nothing had happened. His calm exterior remained, but the thin layer of sweat on his face betrayed his emotions.
Just after putting down the cup, Mo Qishen gulped down another mouthful of honey water. Yet, this time, he couldn’t suppress the burning sensation in his heart.
Stealing a quick glance at Ni Yang, he found her casually chatting with Zhou Qingshang and Wang Jinfang on the side, acting as if nothing had happened.
Damn!
His composure was actually less than a young girl.
Mo Qishen picked up his cup again in frustration, only to find out that his honey water was all gone. Left with no choice, he put down his cup and continued with his meal.
What Mo Qishen didn’t know was that Ni Yang, who appeared stable as Mount Tai, was actually panicking inside.
Including all her past and present lives combined, this was the first time she had such intimate contact with a man.
It felt…a little strange.
Soon after, everyone finished their meals and Wang Tieniu led them to the nearby shop.
Mo Qishen stood up, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed them around.
After everyone had left, Mo Qishen finally had a chance to discuss important matters with Ni Yang.
He brought in the ten thousand disposable cups from outside the door. “Yangyang, these are the ten thousand cups you ordered. Can you check?”
Ni Yang laughed and replied, “No need to count, Brother Mo. Don’t I trust you?”
The two of them got along very naturally, completely forgetting the previous episode at dinner.
Ni Yang took out money from the counter to give to Mo Qishen, and he didn’t refuse.
He deeply understood Ni Yang’s character. She would never accept charity. If he refused the money this time, Ni Yang would definitely not ask for his help next time.
Mo Qishen took the money, then said, “Yeah, Yangyang, I have something else to tell you.”
“Hmm,” Ni Yang nodded her head, “Go ahead, Brother Mo.”
Mo Qishen said, “The eighth day of next month is my mother’s birthday. She wants to invite you to her birthday celebration. I don’t know if you can make it.”
Birthday celebration.
Looking at the calendar, Li Xianxian should have woken up by then.
Since it was the Mo family’s birthday celebration, Li Xianxian would definitely be there.
Moreover, Ni Yang always treated Mo Qishen as a friend. Mo Qishen had helped her so much, so if he personally invited her, she had no reason to refuse.
“Of course.” Ni Yang said with a smile, “Since Brother Mo has kindly invited, I’ll definitely be there.”
“Really?” Mo Qishen was overjoyed.
“Hmm.”
Mo Qishen lookout an invitation, “Here, this is the invitation.”
Ni Yang took it with both hands, “Thank you.”
Mo Qishen continued, “You’ve worked all morning, and you still have to work in the afternoon. You should take the opportunity to rest for a while. I have to go.”
Ni Yang nodded, and saw Mo Qishen to the door.
Just as Mo Qishen set foot on his bicycle, as if he remembered something, he looked back at Ni Yang, “Yangyang, I may not be in Beijing for the next few days. If anything happens, you can contact Wu Darning. Then I’ll pick you up here on the morning of the eighth.”
“Okay.” Ni Yang waved at him, “Brother Mo, be careful on the road. We’ll meet here on the morning of the eighth.”
After bidding goodbye to Ni Yang, Mo Qishen whistled as he pedaled his bike away. He’d just turned a corner when he wobbled and almost fell off his bike. He stood at the side of the road, his right hand pinching his temple. His feet felt like they were stepping on cotton and he felt like he could faint at any time.
There was a stark contrast between his demeanor now and just a moment ago.
Huh!
This hangover over was pretty strong!
After all, he had drunk more than a kilogram! How could he not be drunk?
It’s also thanks to Mo Qishen’s strong endurance that he held on until now, if it were anyone else, they probably would’ve thrown up by now.