"One drink each, and that's it! There are just too many people tonight!"
He walked over and then plopped down onto the sofa.
Qin Mu quickly moved aside, her heart almost leaping out because of his sudden action.
She lowered her large eyes and seriously stared at him: "Are you, are you okay?"
"I'm okay? What do you mean? I'm not okay!"
Mu Yichen slowly raised his eyes, his bewildered gaze capturing the panic in her eyes, then he raised his hand and firmly grasped her wrist.
Qin Mu heard a click from her wrist and spun halfway, landing on his knee.
Nervously, Qin Mu looked at him, her breathing a little erratic: "Mu Yichen, you're drunk again!"
Her voice carried a hint of annoyance, but Mu Yichen just chuckled and forcefully bit her neck, making Qin Mu feel like her neck might break.
Mu Yichen clung to her: "You always refuse to face your own heart! Qin Mu!"
