Back at Feisheng, Chu Yao opened a bottle of red wine. Nan Jiaojiao didn't like drinking, but apart from wine, there was nothing else at Chu Yao's home. Drinking plain water was tasteless, so she watched Chu Yao snap a moody photo with a wine glass and post it on social media, then grabbed a cup herself, poured a little, took a sip and photographed the glass alongside half her face in the candlelight.
Chu Yao sneered, "Little kid, copying everything adults do."
After Nan Jiaojiao posted on social media, she sent Lu Zhenzhen a message: Coming?
Two minutes later, she received a reply: Where?
Nan Jiaojiao replied: Feisheng, at Chu Yao's place.
Lu Zhenzhen...
Suddenly, she wasn't very willing. Someone gets drunk and acts up, and if she doesn't keep an eye on things, the innocent school girl Nan Jiaojiao would be overwhelmed.
"Baby, I'm thinking of moving."
Nan Jiaojiao stared at her phone, not looking up, "Didn't you just move here?"
"I mean—"
