Chapter 91: Brakes

Tan Mo drunk.

Drunk long ago.

Everyone reacts differently when they are drunk, there are those who are on top and those who are not, those who are crazy like Hao Ying are on top, and those who are not like Tan Mo, who gets calmer and calmer as they drink.

But head or no head, it's still drunk.

Tan Mo's skin is originally very white, many people drink more and more white face, Tan Mo probably also this reaction, but the skin color is too good so the contrast is not big. And he is usually cold appearance, not much to say, especially Qiao Lan is not in the situation is even less to say, so just Tan Mo does not talk much sitting motionless on the sofa, even Qiao Lan did not find anything wrong.

Although not too much to drink, but also added up to four or five bottles, Tan Mo, a person who has never touched alcohol, can stand has been really good.

When there were many people, they wanted to save face, especially with Hao Ying, but now that they finally came out and Qiao Lan was left alone, Tan Mo, who had been holding out for nearly half an hour, finally couldn't hold out any longer.

Or maybe the thing about alcohol is that it's amazing, sometimes it feels like your head is still clear but your brain can't control your body's behavior, and if it's bad enough, your brain can't even control it.

Tan Mo is now at the stage where his brain is getting out of control.

Normally Tan Mo even if she would be pampered, she would always suppress it for fear that Qiao Lan would not like it, so how could she do it to such an extent.

Now she was lying on Qiao Lan's back like a big doll, her hands wrapped around Qiao Lan's neck from behind, her cheeks buried in Qiao Lan's neck and rubbing against it.

Qiao Lan was so shocked that she almost jumped up.

This is on the street!

There might be fellow classmates in the back who are also going home.

Tan Mo was drunk, but Qiao Lan wasn't. In the past two days, Uncle Chen was not at home, so Qiao Lan couldn't call Uncle Chen to pick him up.

Coincidentally, there was a cab passing by, Qiao Lan hurriedly stopped the cab, Tan Mo opened his eyes and stared at the stopped car for a long time, then suddenly stood up obediently and followed the cab.

It's as good as being awake all at once.

Serve was going to say that he didn't want to pull a drunken guest or look at the drunken pickup for more money, but then he turned around, and the teenager who just looked like he couldn't stand up, was sitting straight up in the back seat, expressionless but bright-eyed, and where there was a little bit of drunkenness.

All right.

The driver was certain that he had made an error in judgment.

It should have been someone's young couple making out and they were looking at it wrong.

Qiao Lan, on the other hand, looks at Tan Mo, who is back to normal, and is a bit confused as to whether Tan Mo is drunk or sober.

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

Because Tan Mo held Qiao Lan's hand so tightly, Qiao Lan tried to pull it out when it hurt, but Tan Mo grabbed it even tighter.

Qiao Lan felt the numbness of her pinched hand and was too scared to move.

After arriving home and paying the money, Tan Mo followed Qiao Lan obediently until she entered the door, where Qiao Lan had just changed her shoes when the sky suddenly turned around.

Without a word, Tan Mo scooped the man up in a cross body and headed straight for the bedroom.

Qiao Lan felt like she should have screamed in shame at this moment, but she really didn't blame her, she was afraid that a drunk Tan Mo wouldn't be able to hold her and throw her to the ground.

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

"What?" Qiao Lan didn't hear.

Tan Mo hugged Qiao Lan and stood still at the bedroom door, looking down at Qiao Lan, her eyes bright and unable to hide her happiness, "Uncle Chen Auntie Chen is not at home."

Qiao Lan : "...... Then what."

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

Qiao Lan's face burned a little and she grabbed Tan Mo's arm to remind him, "You're still underage, what are you thinking."

Tan Mo frowned and retorted, disgruntled, "Graduated."

Graduation doesn't count as early love.

"But underage," Qiao Lan said, still mercilessly.

Underage, don't keep thinking about driving!

"Put me down," Qiao Lan said, afraid that Tan Mo would not be able to hold her.

Tan Mo, in a rare moment of intelligence, understood the meaning behind Qiao Lan and instantly became even more disgruntled, "I can't fall."

"What if..."

Before the words left his mouth, Tan Mo suddenly crouched down.

"Can't fall," Tan Mo uttered again, "I can still hold you in a deep squat."

Qiao Lan: "......"

What exactly is the odd operation of drunkenly holding someone in a deep squat!

She thought Tan Mo was the quiet type when he was drunk, but he wasn't at all!

Drunk Tan Mo's IQ plummeted, but his paranoid childishness skyrocketed. In order to prove that he could hold Qiao Lan, he did ten deep squats, and then suddenly said, "I can't do it anymore."

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

Tan Mo stared at Qiao Lan in silence for a long time before suddenly sitting down again.

This time it wasn't a deep squat, it was a direct sit on the ground, and Qiao Lan, who was being held in his arms, clasped her hands around Tan Mo's neck in surprise.

Tan Mo holds Qiao Lan on his lap, and all Qiao Lan has to do is look down and she can kiss Tan Mo.

Tan Mo looks up at Qiao Lan, his right hand snakes up Qiao Lan's spine and ends up on the back of his neck.

Qiao Lan hugged Tan Mo's head and sat on his lap and they kissed.

The drunken teenager was less reckless than before, but more open to new endeavors that he normally wouldn't have dared to have.

Qiao Lan had to reach out and nudge Tan Mo, only to have her heart plummet as she was stared into the teenager's amazingly bright eyes.

Tan Mo completely turned into a little wolf cub, staring at her with burning eyes, and finally picked Qiao Lan up again and placed her on the bed next to her, then rolled 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 had anything to do with anyone else, she was an adult in the end, and now that she was being physically pressed against Tan Mo's body, she had clearly felt the changes in the teenager's body.

Not to mention those eyes with the ragged breathing.

How... What to do?

Qiao Lan subconsciously tries to refuse, just use the reason that Tan Mo is a minor like before.

But looking at the young man in front of her, Qiao Lan suddenly couldn't bear to refuse.

For Tan Mo, Qiao Lan really has no principles.

Spoil him almost unconditionally.

Having never experienced such a thing before, Qiao Lan was inevitably scared, but if she asked herself sincerely, if it was Tan Mo, she didn't have any idea of refusing.

It just seems slightly, slightly early.

But...

But if Tan Mo really wants it and really puts up with it...

It's not like she can't...

But the first time really will not be very painful ah, underage so early will not be bad for the future body, will not have an impact on the development of Tan Mo...

Qiao Lan's mind was in turmoil, and when Tan Mo's kiss landed on his collarbone and was about to continue downward, he reached out and hugged Tan Mo in the end.

Totally implied consent.

Seems like it's not good for your body to hold it in for too long, and it's okay to be a little early for something that's going to happen sooner or later...

But the next moment, Tan Mo suddenly rolled off Qiao Lan.

The teen rolled himself into a position next to him and rolled himself into a ball with the covers, his cheek buried in the pillow.

"Sorry," the teenager sulked, "don't mind me, I'll just lie down for a while."