Chapter 26: The Rival Always Wants to Taste Him Again [26]

Chapter 26: The Rival Can't Stop Wanting Another Taste of Him "26"

447 watched Shi Mo, who was already drinking, with worry in its eyes. It climbed right onto his shoulder and whispered in his ear:

[Xiao Momo! Stop drinking! You can't hold your liquor—if you keep going, you'll get drunk!]

Shi Mo heard the voice at his ear and couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, the corners of his eyes were flushed red, and his jade-like face was tinged with a light flush, like a juicy peach just begging to be plucked and tasted.

Especially those beautiful eyes—now filled with haziness, veiled in a faint mist, the corners tilted up like little hooks that could steal your soul.

"Mmm..."

Shi Mo let out a soft hum and grabbed 447 in one swift motion!

Seeing Shi Mo like this, 447 finally realized something was off.

Ahhh!!!

Oh no! Xiao Momo's already drunk—what do we do?!

This is bad, this is bad! Should I have not come out right now?

What if Xiao Momo blurts out something he shouldn't while looking at me?

447's mind was a complete mess. It swallowed nervously, so tense its fur stood on end, puffing the whole ball up to twice its size.

Then it started frantically digging through its little pouch, looking for something like a spray or some kind of prop.

But Shi Mo, clearly drunk, just stared at the fluffy ball in his hand, silent.

Especially when the little ball in his hand grew a bit bigger, he blinked, a flicker of curiosity crossing his dazed eyes, and then he squeezed it.

"Mm..."

447: [???]

"So well-behaved, so cute."

Shi Mo murmured softly, then, under 447's bewildered gaze, grabbed it and shoved it straight toward his mouth.

447: [!!!]

[Ahhh!!! Help! The system's being eaten! Waaah—!]

447 had always known Shi Mo couldn't hold his liquor, so during previous missions, Shi Mo basically never touched a drop.

Even when drinking was necessary, 447 would use illusions to cover for him, and it had never actually seen Shi Mo drunk.

But today, Shi Mo clearly wanted to give Ye Qi an opening, so he deliberately let himself have a few drinks.

447 only noticed something was off and came to warn him, but who knew it would end up grabbed by Shi Mo and nearly stuffed into his mouth?

If it hadn't pulled out a teleport card in time, it really would've been bitten by Shi Mo!

447 bit its handkerchief, tears welling in its eyes.

Wahhh...

From now on, it would never let Shi Mo drink again, ever!

Drunk Shi Mo was way too scary for a system!

But at this moment, Shi Mo was just staring blankly at his empty hand.

His eyes fluttered and he blinked again, his glistening lips parting slightly: "Ah..."

Cheng Sunan, sitting beside him, was clearly getting a bit tipsy too, especially after he'd carelessly downed the glass of wine someone handed him.

The moment the wine went down, he noticed something off in the eyes of the man who'd given it to him.

He frowned almost imperceptibly, but when he remembered the man was a friend of Cheng Ziyu, he relaxed a little.

Tsk... didn't think he'd picked up tricks like drugging drinks, huh?

Cheng Sunan pinched the bridge of his nose, then noticed Shi Mo sitting beside him, muttering softly with his eyes downcast. He couldn't help leaning over:

"A Mo, what are you looking at?"

"The ball... it's gone... I wanna eat it..."

Shi Mo pinched the air in front of him, his voice barely a whisper, tinged with a hint of grievance.

447: QAQ!

Help! Xiao Momo like this is so cute, I really wanna pet him! But he wants to eat me—what do I do?!

However, 447 soon had no time to worry about whether it should go over and let Shi Mo squeeze it.

Because the door to the private room opened again, and two more people walked in—two very familiar ones.

Cheng Sunan also felt the drug taking hold, leaving his body weak and limp, able only to let Cheng Ziyu, who was walking toward him, scoop him up in his arms.

Cheng Ziyu whispered with a smile in his ear: "Ah... you really know how to piss me off."

"But it's fine—we've got plenty of time... you can apologize slowly."

Cheng Ziyu carried Cheng Sunan and left without hesitation.

The people in the private room exchanged glances. They'd originally come because Cheng Ziyu had set up this meeting with Cheng Sunan, so this scene wasn't a surprise.

But they never expected Ye Qi to show up here too—and walk straight toward Shi Mo!

Everyone in their circle knew these two were archrivals.

Shi Mo had gotten drunk because of them, and if Ye Qi took advantage of the situation to beat him up, they'd all be in serious trouble.

"Um, President Ye, how about... how about you have a drink or two as well?"

One of the bolder ones cleared his throat, trying to step in and stop him.

Others had already pulled out their phones, debating whether to call the cops or an ambulance first.

But the brawl they'd imagined never happened.

All they saw was Ye Qi standing in front of Shi Mo, and then Shi Mo threw himself into Ye Qi's arms, hugging his waist and mumbling:

"Tuanzi..."

Ye Qi's body stiffened, a flicker of disbelief surfacing in his eyes.

In that brief instant, he frantically racked his brain for anyone they knew named "Tuanzi."

Good. No one came to mind.

Ye Qi breathed a quiet sigh of relief, but the very next moment, he drew in a sharp breath.

Because Shi Mo, who had been obediently clinging to him just moments ago, bit down on his abs through the thin layer of clothing.

Ye Qi: "..."

Shi Mo seemed to think that wasn't enough, and used him as leverage to stand up, but wobbled unsteadily and collapsed back into his arms.

How could Ye Qi possibly resist Shi Mo throwing himself into his arms?

Aside from in his dreams, when had he ever seen Shi Mo act like this?

No, even in his dreams, he'd never imagined a drunk Shi Mo.

Ye Qi felt his heart racing terrifyingly fast, his breathing growing rapid and ragged.

He reached out, hooking Shi Mo's waist, and ignoring everyone else's stares, carried him off directly!

Shi Mo lowered his head, leaning against Ye Qi's shoulder, nuzzling a little to get comfortable.

His hands rested on Ye Qi's shoulders, loosely draped around his neck, while his long legs locked tightly around his waist.

Afraid he might fall, Ye Qi could only hold his waist with one hand and support his rear with the other.

Ye Qi brought Shi Mo to his car, drove as fast as he possibly could, and took him back to his apartment.

447 felt happier seeing Ye Qi than he ever had before, because compared to the strangers, Ye Qi was relatively much safer.

At least Shi Mo had some interest in Ye Qi too, so even if something unspeakable happened, it would just be going with the flow.

So after watching Ye Qi take the man home, 447 contentedly shut himself in his little dark room.

Haha! Little dark room! Here I come!

At least locked in the little dark room, he wouldn't have to worry about Shi Mo biting his head off!

Shi Mo lay sprawled on Ye Qi, nose twitching, feeling like someone was badmouthing him behind his back, and couldn't help but let out a soft huff.

Ye Qi managed to hold himself back at first, thinking this was a good chance to score some points.

If he could keep himself in check and take good care of Shi Mo, then once Shi Mo sobered up, he probably wouldn't hate him as much as before.

But he couldn't handle Shi Mo refusing to let go of him—whenever he tried to leave, Shi Mo would cling to him with all four limbs, nuzzling into him and whimpering softly.

If it were just that, it might've been bearable, but Shi Mo also kept biting and nibbling at him.

The bites weren't hard, but they were enough to drive him crazy.

The person he'd been pining for was right in his arms, acting all clingy and rubbing against him relentlessly...

This was simply unbearable!

And what Ye Qi didn't expect was that when Shi Mo noticed something was off with him, there was no fear or hesitation in his eyes—just a hint of curiosity.

Then, Shi Mo loosened his grip on him, slid off his body, and sat down cross-legged on the floor.

Ye Qi swallowed hard, his throat dry, staring at Shi Mo in confusion. But the next second, his pupils suddenly dilated!

"Ah wu..."

"Hiss..."

Ye Qi raised Shi Mo's face with his hand and glanced at the thigh that Shi Mo had just bitten.

A dangerous glint flickered in his dark, unreadable eyes, and his voice came out hoarse:

"Ah Mo... you started this yourself."

Shi Mo looked up at him with tearful, hazy eyes, looking utterly innocent, and tilted his head: "Mmm?"

How could Ye Qi resist a Shi Mo like this?!

He immediately scooped Shi Mo up and carried him straight into the bedroom.

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