A group of people continued to sing and dance on the terrace, what crystal glasses, all replaced with a whole bottle of wine, and poured a sip when they got to the head, and they almost couldn't remember what kind of posture they were when they entered this house.

Zhong Yixi went back first, her eyes were still red when she came up to say goodbye, Yu Meiru deserved to be a good sister, she left with her, and she kept comforting her all the way. Mo Yijiu sighed, sighing out of the strong smell of wine, watching the backs of the two of them snuggling up to each other gradually disappear, she sighed: "The older I get, the more difficult it is to pat and drag." ”

I thought I should say something, but I didn't know how to express it, and the unspeakable depression blocked her heart and made her uncomfortable.

"Let's go, let's go dance!" Mo Yijiu put down the empty wine glass in his hand, and pulled him into the lively and even crazy crowd. At this time, no one paid attention to the birthday star anymore, one by one, they only twisted their bodies to the energetic song of the singer Chen Qizhi on stage, and a public couple hugged and kissed each other in the middle of the crowd, and they were only teased by a few loud and sharp whistles.

Mo Yijiu and Zeng Jin danced opposite each other on the periphery, with very simple dance steps, but unexpectedly with feeling.

"I'm sorry I didn't take care of you today. Mo Yijiu suddenly spoke, his eyes hazy and misty because of the wine.

Although the background sound is noisy, because it is far away from the stage, every word is very clear to hear in the past and present. She shook her head, and the expression on her face still seemed to be emotional: "Where didn't you take care of me, I think it's very good, Sister Yi, you don't have to care." ”

"But you didn't look happy just now, and you didn't come to toast me. ”

It's really unhappy, but I can't admit it like this. She deliberately ignored the first half of Mo Yijiu's sentence, and only replied: "There are already many people who let you drink, I don't want you to drink too much, it will be uncomfortable." ”

"You've drunk a lot, too. Mo Yijiu followed the dance steps and approached Zeng Jinjin, and reached out to touch her slightly hot face: "Zeng Jin, I have seen you drink alcohol." Why are you unhappy? Is it because I don't care about you? Or ...... You don't like my friends. ”

"No, no, no. I was surprised by these speculations, but I couldn't say the real reason. She didn't expect that while being surrounded by groups, Mo Yijiu also paid special attention to her, and she was moved, but more melancholy.

"Let's talk?" Mo Yijiu felt that Zeng Jinjin was exuding a mournful aura all over her body, even if she kept denying it, she stopped dancing, lowered her hand, and looked at Zeng Jinjin's eyes with a slight frown: "If you have something on your mind, tell me about it." ”

Naturally, he stopped, but he just stared at her and still wanted to speak.

"Let's go back to our room and talk. You go down first and wait for me for two minutes. ”

Zeng Jinjin was still struggling and hesitating, but Mo Yijiu had already taken the stage and took the microphone and said that he couldn't continue to entertain after drinking too much, and let his friends continue to play and not ruin the fun. It wasn't even after 12 o'clock, and her friends naturally didn't want to let her go, so they insisted that she drink three glasses of red wine before leaving.

Zeng Jinjin was already standing by the induction door, looking at Mo Yijiu worriedly, without saying a word, he poured one cup after another, and it was extremely simple. Everyone was so drunk that they lost their minds, and they didn't know how to feel sorry for a woman when they forgot it.

"I said that I wanted to leave after drinking too much, and I even let Sister Yi drink three more glasses. Zeng Jinjin gritted her teeth, and at the same time felt that she was not lightly drunk, she thought she was conscious, but she really didn't understand what her intentions were. Talking to Mo Yijiu about his heart? What are you talking about? What other things are on your mind? Could it be that you want to confess? Covered with alcohol and unprepared, I once and still look down on this rashness.

Mo Yijiu finished drinking, waved his hand and said goodnight to a group of friends, but the friends were still in high spirits, and they did not feel uncomfortable at all because of the host's departure. Mo Yijiu walked to the door, his face was not unusual, but the smell of wine was a little stronger.

"Let's go. She wiped the corners of her mouth with her hand and frowned unconsciously.

"Sister Yi, do you want to matter?" Zeng Jinjin hurriedly hugged Mo Yijiu: "You get drunk too easily like that, don't agree to anything in the future." ”

"It's just three glasses of wine, I don't want to spoil their ......" Mo Yijiu swallowed in his throat: "It's dead, I really want to vomit." ”

Zeng Jinjin hurriedly helped people to the door of the room, thinking that what are you talking about after this is the case, hurry up and wash and sleep. Twist the doorknob and lock it......

"Sister Yi, the key. ”

"Key?" Mo Yijiu barely stood firmly, touched up and down, and the whole person looked confused and cute: "I don't remember...... But I have one with me. ”

"How do you bring it, aren't you wearing a dress, where did you get the pocket? Did you let someone put it away?vivian? she seems to be still there, I'm going to call ......"

"Hey, I remember. Mo Yijiu grabbed Zeng Jinjin's wrist, leaned his back against the door and smiled: "Guess where I put it." ”

......, "Aren't you going to vomit, Sister Yi?"

Zeng Jinjin frowned and looked Mo Yijiu up and down, but he didn't see where to put the key. Mo Yijiu couldn't help but smile a little proudly, his chest straightened, as if he was signaling something.

"No......"

"Hmph. She raised her hand, pulled open the neckline with one hand, and touched it with the other. Zeng Jinjin made a grunt in his throat, saw something that he shouldn't see, and his face instantly burned more violently.

Mo Yijiu took out the key from his underwear, handed it to Zeng Jinjin, and raised his chin: "Open the door." ”

The palm of his hand was not touching the coldness of metal, but the same heat as Mo Yijiu's chest, and he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of this. Tremblingly, I inserted/inserted the key into the lock hole, turned left a few times, couldn't open it, hurriedly turned right, overturned, turned back again, clicked, and the door finally opened.

Mo Yijiu leaned against the wall and asked with a smile, "Why are you nervous?"

"What...... What, I'm afraid you'll spit out the door and be in a hurry. ”

"Oh...... Suddenly it's better again, I don't want to throw up, it's just a little hot. ”

The two entered the house, turned on the light, and locked the door. The soundproofing of the house is amazing, instantly insulating the noise and noise of the upper floors.

Mo Yijiu walked to the sofa next to the bed, sat down, folded his legs, rested his elbows on the armrests of the sofa, and propped his head to signal Zeng Jinjin to sit opposite. Zeng Jinjin felt uneasy again in his heart, and sat down slowly, with his hands on his knees, in an extremely upright sitting posture.

"Why aren't you happy?"

Zeng Jinjin secretly bit his inner lip, thinking about what to say. His heart was beating violently, and he was like a thief, and it was extremely difficult to even maintain eye contact with Mo Yijiu.

Mo Yijiu didn't seem to be in a hurry, and didn't say a word, just waiting for her to do a good job of psychological construction. Time passed minute by minute, so long that I felt too embarrassed not to say anything.

"Sister Yi...... Your agent spoke to me today. If she opened her mouth despicably, she planned to decide whether to confess or not based on Mo Yijiu's reaction.

"What did he say?"

"He reminds us not to go overboard and not to make the fake come true. Sister Yi, are we fake?" deliberately made her words unclear, and she just stared at Mo Yijiu, waiting for some reaction on her face that could prove something.

Mo Yijiu was speechless for a while, but shallow wrinkles appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was a thought, but fortunately, a thought without disgust.

Zeng Jinjin breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "I have always cherished the relationship between us, Sister Yi, although we are far away, geographically, and in status, I think our hearts are compatible. ”

Mo Yijiu nodded, stood up, opened the curtains, and looked at the little lights in the darkness outside the window.

nodded, but still didn't say that it was beginning to be bottomless again. She looked at Mo Yijiu's straight back, plucked up her courage and said, "I was angry when Mr. Gao said those words, and I knew exactly what I was angry about. He pierced my mind, and wanted to erase our possibility!" Zeng Jinjin felt that he had hinted clearly enough, staring at Mo Yijiu's unclear face reflected on the glass, so he wanted to hear what she had to say.

Mo Yijiu looked at the scenery outside the window for a while, which didn't care about the scenery at all, suddenly turned around, and said to Zeng Jinjin seriously: "You speak clearly, I don't understand." ”

"Huh?" Zeng Jinjin's shoulders shook, and she panicked in an instant, she felt that Mo Yijiu looked a little ...... when she said this Impatient? I'm afraid that if I continue to talk about it, I will really turn my face.

"I ...... I must have been drunk and incoherent. She hurriedly stood up, looked left and right, and tried to fool the past: "I'll go wash my face and sober up first." With that, he turned around and ran to the bathroom.

"Stop!"

The anger implied in Mo Yijiu's voice frightened her so much that she couldn't take a single step. I only heard the sound of heels clattering from behind,

"Was, and was. Mo Yijiu took a deep breath, as if to relieve his anger, and when he spoke again, his tone was already much calmer and gentler: "I miss you...... Put the ...... Let's be clear. ”

Zeng Jinjin looked at Mo Yijiu's eyes that were as deep as a pool of water, and his cheeks seemed to be able to feel the other party's shallow snort.

Mo Yi raised his hand to touch her lower lip, and his voice softened a little: "Say it quickly, what you want to say." ”

As if she was bewitched, or encouraged, she pulled her skirt tightly, as if this was the only support for her body: "Sister Yi...... I have a crush on you. ”

Mo Yijiu pursed his lips, just for a moment, revealing a hint of a smile.

"Whoa. (What a coincidence.) ）”

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