The people around all instinctively turned their faces away to drink their own alcohol. This was the most normal thing, everyone knew well enough.
Moo Huantong clamped her legs tightly, her body held immobile. Mo Beiyan's hand was trapped between her legs, the tender and silky sensation making the man sigh comfortably, "Not bad, even if you're not a virgin, you haven't done it much, so smooth."
"You—" Moo Huantong was so angry that she couldn't speak, her cheeks flushed red, and unwanted memories surged up. She grabbed the wine glass next to her and splashed the entire contents on the man's face!
"Young Master Yan!"
Someone nearby exclaimed. Mo Beiyan squinted slightly, the strong alcohol dripping down. He licked his thin lips lightly, smiling instead of getting angry, "Not bad, I like this way of serving wine," he said, moving his fingers twice, probing towards the side of her leg, "Are you wearing panties~?"
"..."
