"Boss... I really didn't steal it. I don't have the courage."

Xiao Huang didn't even dare to wipe the shoe prints that were kicked out by Brother Chicken on his face. He quickly turned out all his pockets, raised his hands high, begged for mercy to Qin Mo and said, "Brother, I really didn't steal your stuff."

Qin Mo said nothing, but just looked at Brother Chicken, and gently tapped his fingers on the edge of the hot pot basin.

"Damn, you dare to talk back!"

Brother Ji was startled, kicked Xiao Huang over and shouted: "I said you stole it, but you stole it!"

"I can't take out the ring, right? Then I will pay me a lot of money. Take out all the money I have on it."

Under the rage of Brother Ji, Qin Mo dared not speak out, and lowered his head and searched all his wallets and pockets.

After counting the banknotes in his hand, Brother Chicken handed them to Qin Mo like a treasure, and said, "Brother, this is more than 3,000 yuan. Although it cannot make up for your loss of the ring, it is also our wish."

Seeing Brother Ji piously lifting the banknotes over his head, Qin Mo couldn't help laughing.

Brother Ji is arrogant at first and respectful at the end, and his attitude is completely different from the two, which is really funny.

"Okay, I'll accept the money, I'll give the ring to you. Get out of here."

Qin Mo put the money into his pocket and waved his hand.

"Thank you, my brother, for your kindness!"

Brother Ji thanked him repeatedly and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to look at Jiang Ruolan more, and fled from the barbecue stall in a panic.

After being scared by Qin Mo, he probably wouldn't dare to eat barbecue on the roadside in his life.

Carrying the packaged barbecue and beer, Qin Mo took Jiang Ruolan to a remote and deserted tree, spread the barbecue, opened a bottle of beer, and drank it on his own.

Jiang Ruolan was not polite either. She stuffed a bottle of beer in one gulp, covered her mouth and burped secretly, looking at Qin Mo with a smile on her face, and said, "Qin Mo, you are too bad, your ring must have not fallen, right?"

"Haha, I'm a poor child, so where did I get the 10,000 yuan to buy a ring? I just cheated them."

Qin Mo ate the fragrant roasted corn and said with a smile: "But that guy has the eyesight and avoided the tragedy of hot pig heads in the oil pan."

"No?"

Jiang Ruolan widened her eyes and said in disbelief: "I thought you were joking. Don't they surrender? Are you really going to pour hot pot oil on their heads?"

"If you dare to make an idea, such a punishment is still light."

Qin Mo shrugged and said calmly.

This understatement was said, Jiang Ruolan suddenly jumped in her heart, looked up at Qin Mo's side face, wanted to speak but stopped, and took a sip of beer.

With a blushing face, as if he was caught by a cat in his heart, Jiang Ruolan gently leaned her head on Qin Mo's shoulder and asked softly: "Qin Mo, why are you so kind to me? We just met you."

"Am I good to you?"

Qin Mo was stunned and said, "I just can't stand the behavior of those gangsters."

"Okay... I won't talk about these unhappy things anymore, drink!"

Jiang Ruolan laughed, raised the bottle, bumped into Qin Mo's bottle, and killed the remaining half of the bottle with a sip.

The two sat under a French sycamore tree and finished the barbecue in the lights of the vehicles looming in the distance.

Standing up, looking at Jiang Ruolan, whose face was flushed and unable to walk steadily, Qin Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

"I thought you had a good alcohol tolerance, drink one bottle after another."

"Drink? Have another bottle...I'm not drunk."

It seemed that he heard Qin Mo's complaints, and Jiang Ruolan, who was carried by Qin Mo, responded in a daze.

Ignoring Jiang Ruolan's drunken words, Qin Mo opened her bag and found the key to her apartment.

After walking to the prosperous section with Jiang Ruolan on his back, Qin Mo reached out to stop a taxi and carried Jiang Ruolan, who was drunk and unconscious, into the back seat.

The driver was a middle-aged uncle. He looked at Jiang Ruolan in Qin Mo's arms, smiled and said, "Young brother has something to do tonight."

The envy in the eyes was fully revealed.

"Drive your car."

Qin Mo said coldly, and asked the driver to give up his plan to continue talking with him.

More than ten minutes later, at the door of Jiang Ruolan's apartment, Qin Mo helped her walk down. While he didn't know which floor was where Jiang Ruolan rented, Jiang Ruolan, who had been unconscious, suddenly stood up, snatched the key from Qin Mo's hand, and opened the security door.

Looking at the surprised look on Qin Mo's face, Jiang Ruolan giggled and said, "Don't think I'm drunk. I've heard everything you said just now. If I hadn't gone to the bathroom today, you might not have been able to drink me."

"Then you are still pretending to be drunk. I wonder if I'm tired of walking with a pig on my back for so long?"

Qin Mo spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Hmph, this is to examine you."

A sly smile flashed in Jiang Ruolan's eyes, and she stretched out her hand to hold Qin Mo's arm, and said with a smile: "I will reward you for going to my house for a cup of tea."

Taking Qin Mo into the house, Jiang Ruolan gently squatted down, untied her shoelaces for Qin Mo, and showed an apology on her face: "There are very few customers coming to the house, so there are no men's slippers. Just come in wearing socks, there is a blanket inside."

Hearing Qin Mo to sit on the sofa, Jiang Ruolan was busy, like a hardworking little bee, bringing Qin Mo snacks, fruits, and a cup of hot tea.

Looking at Jiang Ruolan's posture, Qin Mo said with some amusement and laughter: "Okay, sit down and rest. I'm not a greedy child anymore. Why do you give me so much food?"

"Drinking alcohol on an empty stomach is very harmful to the stomach, and the barbecue is too greasy. Eating some snacks and cups of tea can relieve stomach stress."

Jiang Ruolan giggled, peeled off a nut and threw it into her mouth.

"I feel okay. Since you have arrived home, it's time for me to go back."

Qin Mo took a sip of tea, stood up, and walked towards the door.

"Qin Mo..."

Jiang Ruolan suddenly called behind her, her voice sad.

Looking back, Qin Mo suddenly realized that Jiang Ruolan, who had just smiled relaxedly, was already in tears.

She hugged Qin Mo, pressed her face against his back, and said softly: "Can you not leave?"

"That...is not suitable."

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, and was about to persuade Jiang Ruolan to let go, but she saw her walking to Qin Mo, hugged his neck directly, and offered her own fragrant kiss!

The lips intersected, and the soft touch made Qin Mo's pupils instantly dilate.

"Qin Mo...don't leave."

Jiang Ruolan's eyes were blurred, and her cold hands reached into Qin Mo's clothes.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!