Qiao Mo was taken aback for a moment, never expecting to hear that word from Yan Jiu's mouth. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she knew there was no escaping this drink.
"This liquor is too strong, I'll drink it for her."
Qiao Mo had just picked up the glass when Fu Nancheng took it from her hand.
But before he could bring it to his lips, Yan Jiu blocked him again: "Hey? Third Brother... You can drink for Little Sister Qiao, but only if she feeds you, then I'll acknowledge it."
As soon as Yan Jiu spoke, cheers erupted around them.
"Feed with your mouth!"
"Yes, or it doesn't count!"
Amidst the uproar and cheers, Qiao Mo's small face turned red and hot. Instinctively, she looked up at the man beside her, only to meet his deep and intense gaze.
Qiao Mo felt both shy and embarrassed...
Really, why was he looking at her like that?
He held her protectively in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Feed me."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, looking at him in a daze.
