Cheng Yanmo drove Mu Qiu to the riverside square on the banks of the Yulong River. The two of them chose a wooden chair and sat down.
Sitting there, they could see the Crouching Dragon Building. Mu Qiu stared at that domineering dragon head and asked Cheng Yanmo softly, "Master Cheng, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Cheng Yanmo chuckled. "You called me Master Cheng?"
Mu Qiu instinctively explained. "Everyone calls you that."
Cheng Yanmo's eyes dimmed slightly. He said, "But that night, you called me Brother Mo." Thinking of that crying and happy 'Brother Mo', Cheng Yanmo's chest warmed slightly.
Mu Qiu blushed.
She shot Cheng Yanmo a reproachful look, turned to look at her surroundings, and noticed that no one else heard Cheng Yanmo's words. Only then did Mu Qiu relax. "Master Cheng, you said before that you're not the kind of person who will be responsible for a woman after sleeping. In that case, let's not talk about the details of that night anymore."
