Chapter 390: The Situation on Bai Youwei’s Side
He returned home quite late.
Shen Mo opened the door, the light was on in the living room.
A candle was placed on the coffee table. It was burnt to the end, and the flame was like a small monster tethered by the wick, jumping incessantly but unable to escape.
Bai Youwei was sitting on the sofa, dressed in a white nightgown with her black hair loose. She coldly stared at Shen Mo, then she hummed lightly and said, “Well, you remembered to return home?”
The corner of Shen Mo’s mouth curled into a smile.
Bai Youwei was indignant, “What are you smiling for!”
As Shen Mo approached, a wave of alcohol entered her nostrils, making her even more angry: “You’ve been drinking!”
Shen Mo sat down, casually lifted her onto his lap, hugged her, and smiled lightly, “Hmm, had a little.”
The sudden intimacy made her uncomfortable. She couldn’t help but stare at Shen Mo’s eyes, doubting whether he was… drunk?
Some people tend to cross the line when they’re drunk.
She couldn’t help but feel an odd anticipation…
Her hand stealthily moved to his abs, cautiously asking, “Are you drunk?”
“I’m okay.” Shen Mo leaned back into the sofa, his single arm looping around her waist, gently explaining, “My father was here, and so were many uncles. We don’t get together often, so I drank a few extra cups.”
Bai Youwei was quietly touching his abs.
It was a rare opportunity; usually, he was so serious and didn’t let her touch him.
She had hardly tentatively felt his abs when Shen Mo caught her hand, preventing her from moving it.
Bai Youwei felt slightly disappointed, she had not expected him to be so alert even when drunk…
Shen Mo raised a corner of his lips and said, “Just now, you looked exactly like a wife in a TV drama who gets furious when her husband comes home late after drinking.”
An image of a curly-haired, slightly chubby middle-aged woman in slippers suddenly popped into Bai Youwei’s mind.
“Nonsense! Am I that fierce?!”
Shen Mo chuckled softly, couldn’t stop himself from laughing for a moment.
He was usually reserved, rarely laughing . Bai Youwei stared at him, feeling tonight’s Shen Mo was a bit strange.
After a moment, Shen Mo hugged her and cooed, “You’re not fierce, I was just praising your authority.”
The authority of the mistress of the house.
Bai Youwei pondered a bit, her face turning slightly red. Fortunately, the living room was dimly lit, so it wasn’t noticeable.
Shen Mo adjusted his position slightly, still hugging her, and asked, “What did you do today?”
“Cleaning the house. I got tons of trash from that new bride game. It’s useless to keep it, but it’s wasteful to throw it away. Then Tan Xiao and Xiaoxin went to the river to dig some dirt, saying Professor Cheng wants to plant vegetables in the backyard of the dollhouse…”
Bai Youwei stopped talking, remembered something, turned around on the sofa, picked up a stack of documents, and handed them to Shen Mo.
“I met with Professor Song this afternoon, this is what he gave me, all gaming data from nearby areas.”
Shen Mo took it and briefly skimmed through it.
He originally thought he was just slightly tipsy, but looking at the closely packed words on the paper, he suddenly felt a bit dizzy.
He put the paper down and asked Bai Youwei, “Want to go?”
Bai Youwei made a face: “These games, one can’t go simply because they want to. Each game requires at least one death, otherwise a full-team clearance will trigger an anti-brushing system, and once a game disappears, a new unknown game will appear. So, the organization has stipulated, until a new game’s strategy has been figured out, the old game cannot be fully cleared. If someone clears it, they must take responsibility to figure out the strategies for the new game that appears thereafter.”
She picked up the documents, continuing: “Although we can’t go, this information is very important, it can be processed to let Professor Cheng and others have a look and gain some game experience.”
Shen Mo said, “Let’s take it slow. I’ve already mentioned to my father about heading north, Tomorrow you come with me to his place.”
Recalling Professor Cheng’s advice, Bai Youwei nodded in agreement, “Sure.”
Since everyone thinks it’s not a problem, she should visit her elders.