Shit shoveler, she wants to finish GL

"You don't like drinking." Gu Chengjue sat on the soft sofa, tilted his body, shaking a wine glass in his hand.

The light here is dim, but you can clearly see the men and women dancing on the dance floor, their clothes shining under the light, she is sitting here, watching the light coming from the front with An Mo.

An Mo also held a wine glass in his hand, but his movements looked more elegant than Gu Chengjue's, and he put the glass down gently.

"Bitter." She only made a one-word evaluation.

"Bitter?" Gu Chengjue blinked, looking a little surprised, and quickly restrained himself a bit, "Well, it's probably a little bit bitter, but the red wine is much better, otherwise, why don't you drink white wine?"

Anmo seemed to think of the taste of liquor, shivered all over, and shook his head, "I don't like drinking."

Gu Chengjue didn't mean to force her to drink, but seeing that An Mo had put down the wine glass, and looking at the wine in his hand, he also found it tasteless, so he drank it all in one gulp, sat up straight and said, "Then let's go dance?"

An Mo was silent for a moment, "Do you want to dance?"

Gu Chengjue immediately got the connotation of "An Mo doesn't want to dance" from this sentence, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere.

"I thought I could dance this first dance with you." She blinked mischievously as she spoke, as if full of expectation, but she was not disappointed after being rejected.

What she said was actually referring to An Mo's rejection of Xu Shenghuai's invitation just now.

When the two teams first met, some sparks sparked as expected, but it did not escalate into a conflict, and it was eased tacitly by both sides.

Xu Shenghuai changed the subject, and finally started a relatively normal conversation. He glanced at An Mo, and suddenly smiled slightly, "I wonder if I have the honor to ask this beautiful girl next to you to dance?"

This sentence was said to Gu Chengjue, so the so-called "beautiful girl" was not a second person except An Mo.

An Mo noticed that Gu Chengjue took a slight step forward, "I have no such plan."

Xu Shenghuai said in a seemingly stunned manner: "I thought that the two beautiful girls would each choose a male partner to dance with."

Gu Chengjue squinted at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Xu Shenghuai's female companion, "Do you want me to be with your female companion?"

Originally thought that Xu Shenghuai would retreat in spite of difficulties, but he turned directly to An Mo, "I want to hear Miss An's own opinion."

When speaking, the corners of his mouth did not forget to show that just right smile, probably because he thought he was charming.

In the end, he only got a few words from An Mo without any emotion.

"I won't dance with you."

Generally speaking, even if it is a refusal, when it is uttered from the mouths of all the ladies present, it must have been processed. Like Xu Shenghuai and Gu Chengjue, the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two is only seen among acquaintances, and the result is abruptly rejected by an unfamiliar person. The person directly refused, and the smile on the corner of Xu Shenghuai's mouth froze slightly.

Then he heard a chuckle from Gu Chengjue beside him.

An Mo bluntly rejected Xu Shenghuai, which made Gu Chengjue very happy to arrive, and at the same time thought that it would be better for the two of them to dance together.

But obviously An Mo didn't think so.

"You don't drink, don't dance, and you plan to sit here forever?" Gu Chengjue frowned slightly, as if a little helpless.

"It's quiet here."

"I thought you were here to socialize."

"Obviously not."

"Then you are..." Gu Chengjue's eyes moved, and he suddenly moved closer. When he breathed, there was still a little taste of red wine, and a little bit of sweetness after filtering out the bitterness floated on the tip of Anmo's nose, "Special trip Come to keep me company?"

An Mo suddenly moved her butt to the side, and said in her usual unkind tone, "No."

A look of "I've seen through your little trick, you don't need to cover it up" appeared on Gu Chengjue's face, he picked up the empty wine glass again, poured some red wine into it, and patted An Mo's shoulder with the other hand , "Then I'll go for a stroll first, and I'll be back later."

An Mo can sit dryly, but she still doesn't want to, she is really bored.

An Mo didn't hold back, watching her walk out of the darkness in a flamboyant red suit and walk into the bright lights.

Here she was the only one left.

However, this situation didn't last long. An Mo remained in the outside line of sight. A black figure just turned around, and his eyes met hers.

They are already very close, so close that they can see each other's appearance clearly, and even feel the interlaced and colliding firelight in their eyes.

The black figure walked towards here until it covered the light that fell into An Mo's eyes.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

This time, it was her turn to speak this sentence.

With the light behind her, An Mo couldn't see her clearly, but she knew who the woman in front of her was just by her voice or even her breath.

"It hasn't been long." Anmo watched her walk beside him, "It's only a few months."

"Eight months." The woman approached and sat beside An Mo, just where Gu Chengjue had sat before.The incoming light illuminated her face, her fair complexion matched with light-colored lips, seemed to be a little sickly pale, but her eyes were dark and deep, as if they could shine through the night light.

"But we just played against each other yesterday." The woman put down her wine glass and collided with An Mo's wine glass intentionally or unintentionally. Both glasses contained red wine, and even the level of the wine was almost the same.

"You lost." An Mo said.

"But I won before." The woman looked very happy, and tapped the two wine glasses with her fingernails in turn, shaking the wine to reflect different shades of color under the light.

"You won, and I didn't lose." An Mo's face remained calm, which may be the biggest difference between her and the women around her.

Not only did she have a light and gentle face, but her personality was also peaceful.

The woman's tapping action stopped, and the expression on the cheerful face just now changed immediately, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she did not hide her anger, "What do you mean?"

"I didn't lose."

The woman seemed to be gnashing her teeth, her smile was cold, "You must be stubborn...why, can't bear the result of losing?"

Anmo shook her head, "Are you dazzled by victory?"

"Don't you want to say that you didn't do it the previous time? I knew that you are working in Jiahua now and helped design the firewall. It's a pity..." Her whole body relaxed, and she said lightly. Leaning on the sofa, "It's useless."

"Why do you think it's useless?" Anmo turned to look at her.

"Because you are useless." The woman raised her chin provocatively.

An Mo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but restrained himself from saying it, "Take a step back, even if you win, it will be because I am 13 minutes late."

The woman's complexion was a bit ugly, which was something she couldn't refute, and this inability to refute made her feel a sense of frustration, so she could only raise her chin even more, and her tone became a bit sharp, "Who made you late? Did you Is this the only excuse you can use now to cover up your failure?"

An Mo let out a breath.

Indeed, failure is failure for no reason, even with jet lag, even with...

"In order to celebrate my success, shouldn't we have a clink of glasses?" The woman picked up her own glass, and before Anmo started, she spoke in a victorious gesture: "Just so that you can clear your mind."

An Mo also picked up the wine glass, "It is indeed worth celebrating."

I don't know what irony I heard from this sentence. When the woman clinked glasses with her, she obviously had bad intentions. With a little force, the wine in An Mo's glass vibrated violently and almost splashed out.

"In the future, I won't have to celebrate when I win." There was an unexpected sense of anger in her tone, and the woman picked up the glass and was about to drink it down.

An Mo also didn't refuse, and was handed to her mouth when she suddenly heard Gu Chengjue's voice.

"Tsk tsk, who can make our Miss An raise her glass?"