Mu Lingyin walked towards Qin Mo, staggering and unsteady, but the ice blue wine in his hand did not spill out at all.
Qin Mo stepped forward quickly, holding Mu Lingyin's waist lightly, keeping a distance of one and a half palms, for fear that the man would fall if he didn't pay attention.
Looking at the flushed Mu Lingyin, Qin Mo froze for a second, and then said lightly, "Don't drink, go home."
Mu Lingyin stared blankly at Qin Mo, unconsciously, the drink was brought to his lips again, lowered his head slightly, and murmured to himself in a low voice with grievances, "If you don't go home, you will go home with others Ran¡¡"
Qin Mo was taken aback. First, it was the first time he saw Mu Lingyin showing such a weak expression at this time. Second, Mu Lingyin's appearance made him both funny and distressed. Can't help but stare blankly.
Mu Lingyin lowered his head, and the sweet and sour taste made Mu Lingyin's attention fly to another place again, and landed on the wine. Slowly, the wine glass was slightly raised, and he wanted to drink it again.
Qin Mo frowned slightly, snatched it before the entrance of the drink, and said softly, "I won't drink, then I'll take you back to my house, okay?"
It was rare for Qin Mo to show his tenderness in front of people, which not only attracted Gong Chenran's attention, but also Gong Yinghua and Gong Yinghua, who were arguing with Zhenghuan, forgot before. They couldn't help but stop and looked at Qin Mo in surprise.
However, Mu Lingyin paused again, seeing that Qin Mo didn't seem to have reacted, but Qin Mo was not in a hurry. He slowly poured the ice blue wine down his nose, sniffed it lightly, and frowned slightly again.
Gong Chenran noticed Qin Mo's movements and seemed to have a sense, his eyes fell on the scattered empty wine bottles.
Picking up an empty bottle nearby, like Qin Mo, he sniffed into the mouth of the bottle, put it down quickly, and his gaze changed slightly.
What none of them noticed was that behind a certain corner, there was a figure watching them all the time. After both of them performed the same action, the figure turned around quickly without hesitation, and disappeared into the darkness.
I don't know how long it took, Mu Lingyin finally came back to his senses, suddenly smiled, and Nuo Nuo agreed, "Okay!"
Qin Mo held Mu Lingyin with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to Gong Chenran who was beside him.
Gong Chenran nodded knowingly, and while taking the cone-shaped goblet that originally belonged to Mu Lingyin, he said, "Leave them to me, and you take Yinyin back first."
"Go back? Where are you going back?"
As soon as Gong Chenran finished speaking, a rough voice came from the door, with a bit of unkindness in his tone.
All eyes fell on the source of the sound, and Qin Mo also stopped in his tracks, looking at the short and fat man with a bit of coercion coming towards him.
The eyes of the two sides intertwined and confronted each other.
"MoI feel bad, I have a headache."
Mu Lingyin unconsciously grabbed Qin Mo's clothes with his empty hands, and gently rested his head on Qin Mo's shoulder.
Gong Chenran took a step, stood between Qin Mo and Gong Hong, faced Gong Hong, turned his head slightly to the side and said to Qin Mo, "Let's go first, go back and let the family doctor take a look, and leave it to me."
After Gong Chenran finished speaking, Qin Mo glanced at Gong Hong, his gaze was full of profound coldness, but after only one glance, he retracted his gaze, picked up Mu Lingyin and hurried away.
When Gong Hong was about to stop the two of them, Gong Chenran kept a standard smile, stopped Gong Hong, and greeted Gong Hong, "Grandpa Fifteen, no one thinks about what happened today. I will fully compensate Wu Si for the loss, but "
Gong Hong looked at Gong Chenran with a dark face. Although Gong Chenran was a junior, he was still the current patriarch after all. Gong Chenran had already lowered his stance, and he was not stupid, so he waited for Gong Chenran's words after the "but".
I saw Gong Chenran smiling, "Grandpa Fifteen is an expert in wine, I wonder if he can smell the inside, what's the difference?"
Gong Chenran walked towards Gong Hong while talking, and then handed the wine glass in his hand to Gong Hong.
Gong Hong was impatient, but still took it irritable, just lifted it slightly, before reaching the nose, Gong Hong's face changed and his pupils shrank slightly.
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