Huayu 2002, I'm going to dominate the music scene!

Chapter 103 was freeloaded

Liu Yifei was also pulled up by An Ming. She had secretly drunk some red wine, which An Ming discovered. An Ming's face darkened, and he pulled her outside.

Liu Yifei was dragged by him, and she didn't forget to glare at Song Mo back before being pulled out of the hall.

Jinsha stood up and said goodbye to Song Mo. Bi Xiaoshi came over and offered to give her a ride home.

Jinsha waved to Song Mo and said with a smile, "Junior brother, don't forget the song you promised me."

"I can't forget it," Song Mo said.

Jinsha left with Bi Xiaoshi.

Most of the people in the hall had left, leaving only the waiters cleaning up and a few scattered guests.

Gao Yuanyuan sat in the chair with her eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if she were asleep.

Song Mo walked over and gently patted her shoulder: "Sister Yuanyuan, it's time to go."

Gao Yuanyuan opened her eyes, her gaze a little unfocused. She looked around and asked softly, "Everyone's gone?"

"They've all left," Song Mo said. "I'll see you off."

He helped Gao Yuanyuan to her feet. She was unsteady on her feet and leaned against him, her hair brushing against his chin, tickling him.

Xu Yuan walked over and said, "I'll drive you. You've all been drinking, so don't drive."

Song Mo nodded. The two helped Gao Yuanyuan out of the hall and into Xu Yuan's car.

Gao Yuanyuan sat in the back seat, leaning against the car window, with her eyes closed and her breathing very softly.

Xu Yuan started the car, glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and didn't say anything.

The car quickly stopped at their apartment complex. Xu Yuan turned off the engine and asked, "Do you want me to take you upstairs?"

"No need, I can manage," Song Mo said. He was much more awake, but Gao Yuanyuan was still dazed.

He opened the car door and helped her out. Gao Yuanyuan was unsteady on her feet and leaned against him. Her high heels slid across the ground, and she almost fell.

Song Mo waved to Xu Yuan, "Teacher Xu, it's alright, I'll take care of her. You can go back now."

Xu Yuan nodded and drove away.

Song Mo, supporting the swaying Gao Yuanyuan, felt a little helpless and could only gently pat her face, "Sister Yuanyuan? Sister Yuanyuan?"

His response was a body swaying like an eel.

At this moment, Gao Yuanyuan's alcohol took effect, her cheeks turned red and hot, and her breathing became somewhat rapid.

She tugged at the neckline of her dress and muttered softly, "Song Mo, I'm hot."

Song Mo turned his head and saw that her fair collarbone was particularly eye-catching in the dim light. Her dress was a little loose, and her delicate and rounded collarbone came into direct view.

It seems to be bigger than I expected. A thought flashed through Song Mo's mind.

He then quickly took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Bear with it, we'll be there soon," he said softly.

Gao Yuanyuan hummed in agreement and didn't say anything more.

Song Mo helped her walk a few steps, but she couldn't walk anymore and squatted down, refusing to move.

Song Mo sighed, bent down to take off her high heels, held them in his hand, and then squatted down in front of her.

"Get on, I'll carry you."

Gao Yuanyuan stared at his back for a few seconds, then obediently lay down on him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Song Mo stood up and carried her into the stairwell.

A striking red dress stood out under the dim hallway lights, her long hair cascading down, exuding a delicate fragrance.

He carried her high heels in one hand and supported her leg with the other, walking uphill step by step.

Gao Yuanyuan's breath was near his ear, her warm breath brushing against his neck, and he felt his heart beating faster and faster.

"Song Mo," she murmured.

"Um?"

"You're so hot."

Song Mo laughed: "You've had too much to drink."

Gao Yuanyuan didn't say anything more, burying her face in his shoulder, her breathing gradually becoming even.

Looking at his shadow under the streetlight, Song Mo suddenly remembered the movie that swept across Asia two years ago, "My Sassy Girl".

The scene where Cha Tae-hyun carried Jun Ji-hyun across the railway tracks is quite similar to what we see now.

After finally getting back to her home, Song Mo helped her into the bedroom, helped her sit on the bed, then went to the bathroom to wring out a hot towel and came back to wipe her face.

When the towel was placed on her face, Gao Yuanyuan suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were glistening with tears, no longer as misty as before.

She looked at Song Mo, her gaze slowly moving from his face to his eyes, and then stopped.

"Sister Yuanyuan?" Song Mo paused for a moment.

"Could you help me change my clothes? This dress is so uncomfortable, I have no strength left." Her voice wasn't loud, but it was much clearer than before.

Song Mo's hand hovered in mid-air. Mao looked at her; her face was still red, but her eyes were no longer the unfocused look of someone drunk, but rather a clear, probing light.

He noticed that she didn't seem that drunk.

"Sister Yuanyuan." His voice was a little lower than usual.

Gao Yuanyuan did not respond. Her fair collarbone was clearly defined under the light, and the dress on her shoulders had slipped halfway down, revealing her rounded breasts faintly at the edge of the red dress.

Song Mo understood her signal.

He bent down and gently kissed her forehead.

"Is this how it's supposed to be?"

"Hmm~"

Having received the correct response, Song Mo picked her up and quickly removed everything that was binding her.

Their lips met, responding passionately to each other. At that moment, they thought of nothing but the rampant spread of hormones.

Gao Yuanyuan wrapped her arms around Song Mo's neck, and Song Mo weighed his previous guess with his hands.

You can't judge a book by its cover; it was indeed bigger than I expected.

"Sister Yuanyuan, you jump so fast!" Song Mo bit her earlobe.

Gao Yuanyuan's face quickly turned red. She raised her head and retorted defiantly, "You're not honest either."

"So, do you like it?" He bent down, one hand supporting his ear, the other gently holding her hand, their fingers intertwined. "Song Mo." She closed her eyes, her voice like a dream.

"Um."

The saying goes, "A narrow gorge hides a beautiful scene, where a waterfall plunges down onto wet moss."

The two quickly entered battle mode, and Song Mo wondered if it was because of his time travel.

His first time was surprisingly amazing; Gao Yuanyuan had begged for mercy several times before he was finally satisfied.

The next morning, Song Mo was awakened by the sunlight streaming through the window.

He rolled over, reached to his side, and found it empty.

He paused for a moment, then sat up. The bedroom was quiet, and the sunlight illuminated the entire room.

There was a glass of cold water on the bedside table, with a note underneath.

He picked it up and saw that it was Gao Yuanyuan's handwriting, the strokes were a bit messy, "I'm going to my mom's. I'll be joining the crew this afternoon. Close the door when you leave."

Song Mo read the note twice, leaned back against the headboard, and sighed.

His phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw a text message from her: "Awake? There's milk in the fridge. Heat it up yourself. We're both in the prime of our careers. Let's just pretend last night never happened."

Song Mo stared at the words "pretend it never happened" for several seconds, chuckled, and typed a reply: "So I was taken advantage of? You're just going to walk away like this, not taking responsibility for me?"

Almost a minute later, a reply came from the other end, containing only one word: "Get lost."

A few seconds later, another message came: "I'm really leaving. I was brave once last night, and now I'm going to keep being brave. Wait for my good news."

Song Mo looked at the two text messages and shook his head helplessly.