The night air was slightly cool, but their hearts were warm.
Especially for the two people caught in that hazy feeling—the air around them was cool, yet their hearts were burning warmly.
The two of them simply sat there, eating, drinking, chatting on and off, each carrying their own thoughts.
But that was all.
Nothing happened between them that night. They did not even hold hands.
One was reserved, the other ashamed.
Ouyang Ruo Xi was the reserved one. She was only nineteen, and this was also the first time she had encountered such a situation.
Chen Mo's shame stemmed more from his guilt toward another woman. Although being with Ouyang Ruo Xi was a wonderful experience, he still had to face how he would explain things to Shen Tingting when he saw her.
Was he supposed to tell Shen Tingting that because he was always working overtime, he had found another girl to fill the empty period in his life?
Or that he was a little too affectionate, so...
Or that he was a scumbag, so...
Heh. By then, Shen Tingting might transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Although Chen Mo could crush Shen Tingting, a minor Martial Artist at Houtian Layer Two, with a single finger, would he do that?
Not only would he not, he would even have to play along with her.
Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
Everyone wanted to be a Cao Thief, but how many could do it well? Chen Mo knew he could not be a good Cao Thief, which only made the guilt in his heart heavier.
How to handle the relationship between the three of them was truly a headache.
In the end, Chen Mo could only lie flat and let things take their course. No one knew yet,