Mo Beichen raised his hand to her shoulder, slightly intoxicated, looking at her with tender affection, "I'm here to take you home. Have you finished your work?"
Gu Qian was being stared at intensely by him, her heart raced, feeling electrified all over. She awkwardly turned to the side, "Yeah, I'm done. Have you been drinking? Go sit for a while; I'll get you a glass of water."
"Okay." Mo Beichen walked over to the sofa and sat down, but his gaze continued following her wherever she went.
When Gu Qian returned with a glass of water, she was already disturbed by his unabashed gaze. She handed him the water, and Mo Beichen reached out, deliberately touching her hand as he took it. Seeing her not pulling away, he boldly gripped her wrist and pulled her to sit beside him, "Sit with me."
"The water spilled." Gu Qian exclaimed in surprise as water indeed splashed out of the glass, spilling all over Mo Beichen.
