Mo Beichen slightly raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by her initiative, and said calmly, "You feeding me?"
Gu Qian brought the cup to his lips.
He looked at Gu Qian with a half-smile, making her cheeks flush, "Brother..."
Mo Beichen leisurely leaned back against the chair, finding her anxious look amusing, saying, "I won't drink."
Gu Qian was puzzled, "In what way?"
Mo Beichen was evidently taken aback, not expecting his hint to be so blatant yet she pretended not to understand. Feeling both exasperated and amused, he murmured, "What do you think?"
Gu Qian pretended to play dumb, "I, I don't understand."
Mo Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing she understood but was just pretending. Since it was rare for her to be proactive, he wasn't willing to give up the hard-won benefit. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "Qianqian, you know what I mean."
