"S-sorry... I'm sorry... I..." Zhou Xiyang was startled by Qi Longbing's instantaneous clarity. He hadn't expected Qi Longbing to be so lucid after being so heavily drugged.
"Get lost—" Qi Longbing snapped. His fine-featured face was still flushed, and his shoulders refused to obey him.
Suddenly, he thought of someone else.
"Where is Xiao Mo?" Qi Longbing asked.
"Xiao Mo isn't here anymore, Qi Longbing... Don't get so worked up... Do you want to calm down first?" Zhou Xiyang was extremely tense, his face burning red. Did Hua Xiaomo actually drink that champagne or not? Why could he still be this clear-headed?
Qi Longbing closed his eyes, then opened them again, his head feeling a bit woozy.
The person standing in front of him wasn't Hua Xiaomo. Not only was it not her, but damn it, it was also undeniably a man! But he couldn't possibly be interested in a man! Why would he feel this way? He'd only had two glasses of champagne. Champagne?
