Tan Mo was drunk.

He had been drunk for a long time.

Everyone had different reactions when they were drunk. Some people got drunk, and some people didn't. People like Hao Ying who acted crazily when she was drunk belonged to those who got drunk. People like Tan Mo who became calmer the more he drank belonged to those who didn't get drunk.

But regardless of whether he got drunk or not, he was still drunk.

Tan Mo's skin was very white. Many people's faces turned whiter the more they drank. Tan Mo probably had this reaction, but his skin color was too good, so the contrast wasn't big.

He was usually cold and didn't talk much, especially when Qiao Lan wasn't around. So when Tan Mo didn't talk much and just sat on the sofa without moving, even Qiao Lan didn't notice anything wrong.

Although he didn't drink too much, he still drank four or five bottles. Tan Mo had never touched alcohol before, so it was already very good that he could still stand.

When there were many people, he wanted to save face, especially when he was with Hao Ying. Now that he finally walked out and only Qiao Lan was left, Tan Mo, who had been holding on for more than half an hour, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Alcohol was a magical thing. Sometimes one's mind was still clear, but the brain couldn't control the body's actions. If it was serious, the brain couldn't control the body at all.

Tan Mo's current state was already at the stage where his brain couldn't control itself.

Normally, Tan Mo would act like a spoiled child, but how could he do this?

His whole body was like a large doll lying on Qiao Lan's back. His hands were wrapped around Qiao Lan's neck from behind, and his face was buried in Qiao Lan's neck.

Qiao Lan was so scared that he almost jumped up.

They were on the street!

Unfortunately, a taxi happened to pass by. Qiao Lan hurriedly stopped the taxi. Tan Mo opened his eyes and looked at the car. He stood up obediently and followed in.

He suddenly became sober again.

The driver wanted to say that he didn't want to take a drunk customer, but when he turned around, he saw the young man, who looked like he couldn't stand, sitting straight in the back seat. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were bright. He didn't look drunk at all.

Okay.

The driver was sure that he had misjudged the situation.

It must be a young couple being intimate, and he must have seen wrongly.

On the other hand, Qiao Lan looked at Tan Mo, who had returned to normal. He couldn't tell if Tan Mo was drunk or sober.

A minute later, Qiao Lan believed that Tan Mo was drunk.

Tan Mo grabbed Qiao Lan's hand tightly. Qiao Lan felt the pain and wanted to pull her hand away, but Tan Mo grabbed her even tighter.

Qiao Lan felt her numb hand and was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

When they finally reached home and paid, Tan Mo followed behind Qiao Lan obediently. When they entered the house and Qiao Lan changed her shoes, she suddenly felt dizzy.

Without saying a word, Tan Mo picked her up horizontally and walked straight to the bedroom.

Qiao Lan felt that she should scream shyly at this moment, but she really couldn't blame herself. She was really afraid that the drunk Tan Mo wouldn't be able to hold her and would just throw her to the ground.

Qiao Lan grabbed Tan Mo's clothes tightly and heard Tan Mo say something in her panic.

"What?" Qiao Lan didn't hear clearly.

Tan Mo walked to the bedroom door with Qiao Lan in his arms and stopped. He looked down at Qiao Lan and said happily, "Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen isn't home."

Qiao Lan: "… And?"

"It's just the two of us," Tan Mo explained again.

Qiao Lan's face was a little hot. She grabbed Tan Mo's arm and reminded him, "You're still underage. What are you thinking?"

Tan Mo frowned and retorted unhappily, "I've graduated."

Graduation wasn't considered puppy love.

"But you're underage," Qiao Lan said heartlessly.

Underage, don't keep thinking about driving!

"Put me down," Qiao Lan said. She was really afraid that Tan Mo wouldn't be able to hold her.

It was rare for Tan Mo to be smart enough to understand Qiao Lan's meaning. He was instantly even more dissatisfied, "I can't fall."

"What if …"

Before she could finish her sentence, Tan Mo suddenly squatted down.

"I can't fall," Tan Mo said again, "I can still carry you and do squats."

Qiao Lan: "…"

What kind of weird behavior was it to carry someone and do squats when he was drunk?

She thought that Tan Mo would be the quiet kind when he was drunk, but that wasn't the case at all!

The drunk Tan Mo's IQ plummeted, but his level of stubbornness and childishness rose sharply. In order to prove that he could carry Qiao Lan, he did ten squats and suddenly said, "I can't do it anymore."

Qiao Lan: "… Then put me down quickly."

Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan silently for a long time, then suddenly sat down again.

This time, he didn't do squats, but sat directly on the ground. Qiao Lan, who was in his arms, was surprised and hugged Tan Mo's neck with both hands.

Tan Mo hugged Qiao Lan and placed her on his lap. Qiao Lan only needed to lower her head to kiss Tan Mo.

Tan Mo raised his head and looked at Qiao Lan. His right hand slid up Qiao Lan's back and finally landed on the back of her neck.

Qiao Lan hugged Tan Mo's head and sat on his lap. The two of them kissed.

The drunk young man was less reckless than before, but he was trying new things that he usually didn't dare to do.

His left hand firmly pressed Qiao Lan's waist and pressed her tightly against his body. His right hand held Qiao Lan's face and bit her lips. The tip of his tongue drove straight into Qiao Lan's teeth and broke them open.

A wet kiss.

This was something that had never happened before.

The room was filled with the sounds of lips and tongues alternating, which made people blush and their hearts beat faster, mixed with ambiguous gasps.

Tan Mo was completely addicted to this more lingering kiss. Qiao Lan hugged Tan Mo's neck and breathed unsteadily. She was almost out of breath.

Qiao Lan had to reach out and push Tan Mo. As a result, her heart suddenly jumped when she saw the teenager's amazingly bright eyes.

Tan Mo had completely turned into a wolf cub. He stared at her with burning eyes. Finally, he picked up Qiao Lan again and put her on the bed next to him. Then, he leaned over and pressed Qiao Lan, whose eyes were slightly red, into the soft and fluffy bedding.

Although Qiao Lan had never had a boyfriend before, let alone slept with other people, she was an adult after all. Now that Tan Mo's body was pressed against hers, she could clearly feel the changes in the teenager's body.

Not to mention those eyes and heavy breathing.

Qiao Lan suddenly couldn't bear to refuse.

Qiao Lan really had no principles when it came to Tan Mo.

She spoiled him almost unconditionally.

Because she had never experienced this kind of thing before, it was inevitable that she would be scared. But if she asked herself sincerely, if it was Tan Mo, she wouldn't refuse.

She just felt that it was a little too early.

But …

But if Tan Mo really wanted it and really couldn't bear it …

It wasn't that she couldn't …

But would it really hurt the first time? Wouldn't it be bad for her body to be underage so early? Wouldn't it affect Tan Mo's development …

Qiao Lan's mind was in a mess. When Tan Mo's kiss landed on her collarbone and was about to continue down, she reached out and hugged Tan Mo.

It was a tacit consent.

It seemed that it wasn't good for the body to hold it in for too long. Moreover, it would happen sooner or later, so it was fine to do it earlier …

But in the next moment, Tan Mo suddenly rolled off Qiao Lan's body.

The teenager rolled himself to the side, curled himself up with the blanket, and buried his face in the pillow.

"Sorry," the teenager said sullenly. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine after lying down for a while."