Soul in Half a Glass

Sitting on the sofa in the Chu family's house, Lin Mo was watching a forty-two-inch big TV and eating fresh imported cherries.

Lin Mo felt extremely comfortable at this moment.

It would be even better if there was a beautiful woman beside him.

Wait, how do you know there is a beautiful woman here, and she is even a G-level powerhouse?

Chu Lintian, wearing a silk pajamas, was sitting on Lin Mo's left.

While watching TV, Chu Lintian suddenly spoke up, "Lin Mo, thank you for what happened at the hotel last time."

Although Chu Lintian had blacked out, she was sure that it was Lin Mo who had saved her.

Lin Mo didn't really care. "As long as you're okay, Sister Chu. What happened to that secretary later?"

"He resigned on his own, so I let him go."

Since the guy had run away, there was no way to pursue the matter further.

"So how did you scare them off?" Chu Lintian couldn't help asking.

"Sister Chu, you usually have a good drinking capacity, but did you get drunk particularly quickly that day?"

Being reminded by Lin Mo, Chu Lintian also realized something.

"Do you mean they drugged me?"

Lin Mo nodded. "I said I'd take you to the hospital for a blood test. If something happened, none of them would be able to get away. Naturally, they got scared."

Chu Lintian suddenly sat up straight, her chest trembling. She slapped her thigh hard.

"We should have gone for a blood test that night. At least then I'd have some leverage in my hand."

Lin Mo pursed his lips. As expected of a company boss.

Lin Mo didn't bother to fill in this small loophole.

Let Chu Lintian figure it out on her own. Anyway, he had already distanced himself from the matter.

If that guy named Zhu Ligang still wanted to play tricks, they'd see each other on the gay website.

He'd give that guy a few gay dreams. He'd guarantee that even a straight man would turn gay.

"Sister Chu, you still need to be more careful."

"Alas, I've already been very careful. That male assistant was mainly there to drink on my behalf at social gatherings, but there were still some drinks I had to have myself, and that's how I got tricked."

As she said this, Chu Lintian suddenly got up and went to a cabinet to get a few bottles of red wine.

"Actually, I used to love drinking, but drinking at social events is just no fun."

Then, Chu Lintian went to the kitchen fridge to get a few cans of drinks.

"Keep me company and have a drink. I'll have wine, and you have the drink. How about that?"

"I don't mind." Lin Mo shrugged. It was obvious that Chu Lintian was about to vent the stress and dissatisfaction of an adult.

Drinking was one of the ways.

He opened a can of "Leibi" (a knock - off of Sprite) and poured it into a glass.

Chu Lintian directly used a corkscrew to pull out the cork and then poured the wine into a decanter.

Red wine needs to be decanted. Actually, it's to let the sulfur dioxide in the wine evaporate. Moreover, red wine contains a lot of tannins.

Too much tannin will make the red wine taste bitter.

But when tannin comes into contact with air, it will oxidize, and after oxidation, the red wine will be more palatable.

These are the main functions of decanting.

The rest are just extras.

However, Chu Lintian took Lin Mo's "Leibi" and poured it into her own glass, then added some red wine.

This fundamentally solved the problem of the red wine's bitterness.

Now it basically had a popping sensation of bubbles on the tongue and a sweet taste.

Wasn't this how kids drank?

But Lin Mo didn't care. He wasn't a wine expert. In the later world, people would mix drinks casually. As long as it tasted good, who cared if it was a proper way to drink?

And they were drinking at home.

However, Lin Mo didn't drink. He just silently sipped his "Leibi".

Chu Lintian drank quite boldly. She showed no change in expression after drinking a glass of the red - wine and "Leibi" mixture.

Then she started drinking pure red wine.

There was a movie by Stephen Chow playing on the TV.

No matter how many times you watched Stephen Chow's movies, whenever you saw one, you couldn't help but sit down and keep watching.

The movie Lin Mo was watching now was *From Beijing with Love*.

Chu Lintian kept drinking glass after glass, and Lin Mo just sat there watching the movie.

Although they were sitting together, it seemed as if they were in their own worlds.

After finishing a bottle of wine, Chu Lintian didn't open another one. She just watched the movie like Lin Mo, occasionally taking a few bites of the cherries.

"Lin Mo, what kind of person do you think Stephen Chow is?"

"Probably the best comedian. For Chinese people, he's on the same level as Charlie Chaplin."

"Wow, such a high evaluation?"

There was a hint of drunkenness in Chu Lintian's tone.

"Yes, at least as high as a two - or three - story building."

"Great answer!!!"

Right after she said that, Chu Lintian tilted her head and fell asleep.

She even leaned on Lin Mo's shoulder.

Lin Mo just glanced at Chu Lintian and then continued watching the movie.

He'd just send Chu Lintian back to her room after the movie was over.

Lin Mo didn't move. Instead, Chu Lintian's eyes fluttered. She slightly opened her eyes and looked at Lin Mo's profile. Then, she simply lay down on her side and fell asleep on Lin Mo's lap.

The power of a G - level powerhouse was especially strong when lying on one's side.

But Lin Mo just scanned her with his spiritual sense, then picked up the glass on the table and took a sip of "Leibi".

"The Heavenly Swordsmanship!"

The Wuxiang King was defeated in one move, and the movie gradually came to an end.

Lin Mo patted Chu Lintian's shoulder. "Sister Chu, Sister Chu."

However, Chu Lintian didn't respond.

Goodness, she was probably really asleep.

Lin Mo directly picked Chu Lintian up in a princess - carry.

Just then, the door of Chu Miaomiao's room opened.

Chu Miaomiao stood there, looking completely confused.

"Your mom is drunk. Come and help!"

Chu Miaomiao quickly nodded and walked up.

However, Lin Mo carried Chu Lintian into the master bedroom and laid her on the bed.

"Take care of her."

Chu Miaomiao looked at her mother on the bed and then nodded. "I know. I've got experience."

"It's okay. She only drank one bottle."

Lin Mo waved his hand and immediately left the master bedroom, closing the door behind him.

Then he tidied up the living room, turned off the TV, and went to the study to sleep.

On the other side, after Chu Miaomiao covered her mother with a quilt, she whispered, "Good night, Mom."

After that, she went back to her own room.

For a moment, she forgot why she had come out of her room.

Oh right, she suddenly remembered that Lin Mo was still in the house, so she wanted to see what Lin Mo was doing.

As a result, as soon as she went out, she saw Lin Mo carrying her mother.

It felt a bit strange, but she couldn't say exactly what was strange.

In the end, Chu Miaomiao messaged Lin Mo on QQ to ask what time he'd get up tomorrow.

In the master bedroom at this moment.

As soon as the door was closed, Chu Lintian slowly opened her eyes, and a flush of heat came to her face.

What are you thinking, Chu Lintian? That boy is only fifteen or sixteen.

But he is really a good boy. He didn't overstep at all. I can rest assured leaving Miaomiao in his care. But do I really have no charm at all?

Or has Chu Lintian really become old and past her prime?

Is it true that all men only like eighteen - year - olds?

Chu Lintian was full of confusion. She was clearly not even thirty years old.

She slightly loosened her pajamas and changed into a more comfortable position.

As for Lin Mo in the study next door, he paused as soon as he picked up his phone.

"Sure enough, this woman wasn't really asleep. She was just a bit tipsy. I don't know what she's thinking."

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