Mo Yichen dragged his beloved hand to prevent her from retreating, and then he vomited as soon as he lowered his head, the smell of wine on his body was really unpleasant. I was about to vomit, endured the discomfort, and patted him on the back.

"Drinking so much, I don't feel uncomfortable?......

What's the matter, even if you talk about business, you don't need to drink to death like this, then you still have to cooperate and meet in the future, it's definitely not enough to drink like this, who is so lacking in virtue and pouring him like this.

Mo Yichen's bile was about to vomit out. He leaned against the wall and collapsed on the ground like a mess of mud, his hand hadn't been let go, he was pulling by him, and he had to find a water cup to rinse his mouth, Mo Yichen was confused, he didn't know where he was, and he drank it completely.

"Drink saliva, gargle. ”

The cup was sent to his lips, and Mo Yichen could barely drink it, so he took a small sip and rinsed his mouth and spit it out.

"Wife......" Mo Yichen cried out in a daze.

Moving his lips, he didn't know what he was going to say, he wanted to get closer, Mo Yichen grabbed her hand, and was about to kiss her. Prefer to put the back of your hand over your lips.

It's not that I like it. But I really don't like the taste, so I naturally avoid it.

Mo Yichen's lips kissed her palm, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.

"You dislike me for ......being dirty," Mo Yichen's voice seemed to be a little sad.

"I don't dislike you. "I love to help him, and I almost fell myself, but I really dislike it, and I dislike it because of this taste.

"Then you let me kiss a ......"

I rolled my eyes, kissed you a big-headed ghost, coaxed and confused, and finally tossed people to the bed. Pulled over the quilt and covered Mo Yichen's body. Clapped: "You sleep well." ”

Mo Yichen slept until four o'clock in the morning and woke up, with a splitting headache and a headache.

Yesterday, I actually drank with Wang Zimo, and the two big men officially got married for the same woman, and both of them were drunk like mud.

"Wife......" Mo Yichen pushed his love.

"Uh-huh......" Zhong Qing was pushed by him, and looked at him with his eyes open.

"I want to drink water. ”

Zhong Qing really didn't want to get up, he tossed all night last night, and started tossing people again so early. can only lift the quilt and resign himself to pour water for him, the old man is going to drink water, she is a maid's life at this time, holding a water cup to his mouth, Mo Yichen said that his stomach is uncomfortable and his head hurts.

"You press me. ”

"I know, why did you drink so much yesterday? Don't want your body?" Zhong Qing still feels sorry for him, it's not easy for her husband to make money, and she will save some flowers in the future and not be a loser.

"I just wanted to drink, but I drank too much. Mo Yichen naturally wouldn't tell her that he was drinking with Wang Zimo?

I think that I am the incorruptible body of King Kong, and drinking like this is to toss myself or toss her!

Mo Yichen saw stars in front of him, he felt dizzy when he saw everything, he loved to sit at the head of the bed, he was lying in her arms, no matter how he pressed it, it was uncomfortable, either the strength was heavy, or the strength was light, anyway, it couldn't be done.

Zhong Qing can see that this guy is definitely intentional.

It's only ten o'clock now, and I'm looking at the person who is lying down with his eyes closed and saying that it's uncomfortable, I made you drink so much?

Why is she the one who comes home and tosses?

Zhong Qing was depressed to death.

"I have a bad stomach......"

"Then can I pour you a glass of milk and take two sips?"

"I don't want to drink milk. "Mo Yichen's ink, this one doesn't want to eat, that one doesn't want to touch, the stomach is uncomfortable, that is, I drank too much wine, and I love to think about whether it will be better to cook some porridge.

Forget it, get up, I can't sleep anymore.

She went downstairs to cook porridge for him, Zhong Qing was not in the bedroom, Mo Yichen didn't say how uncomfortable she was, and she quieted down, her eyes closed and she was confused, and she didn't want to sleep.

In fact, he is not drunk, so he doesn't feel anything, and he is still competing with Wang Zimo in his heart?

I'm drunk and have a wife to take care of, but what about you?

Mo Yichen felt comfortable thinking about it like this, Wang Zimo still didn't have such a blessing as himself, it was almost bad, his love was almost his wife, so what, a loser in life, everyone would say that he was almost successful, he Mo Yichen was the winner, whoever made him almost lucky, it must be that his Wang family didn't do good things in his last life, Mo Yichen thought like this.

I love to boil the porridge, but I don't worry about Mo Yichen, I went upstairs to see Mo Yichen, Mo Yichen slept in a daze, and when I saw Zhong Qing coming up, I began to shout that I was uncomfortable here and uncomfortable there.

Love is a while upstairs, a moment downstairs, a towel, a boiling water, toss broken.

I love to cool the porridge, so I brought it upstairs, wanting him to eat something and then sleep, but I didn't expect people to fall asleep, and I couldn't call him, and I could be more comfortable when I fell asleep.

Mo Yichen has been sleeping for a long time this night, and it will be half past seven when he opens his eyes.

Mo Yichen tossed her hard this time, but whenever there was something to push her, she must have woken her up, and she woke up back and forth at least a dozen times, she felt that her brain was full of tofu brains now, and it was scattered in a flash.

"Get me some painkillers, I have a terrible headache. ”

Mo Yichen stretched out his arm, no, he couldn't bear it anymore, the pain was uncomfortable.

Zhong Qing said that taking medicine without eating is not good for his health, but Mo Yichen didn't listen, he was in pain now, and he must take this medicine.

"This medicine hurts the stomach ...... if you eat it on an empty stomach"

He didn't listen to what he said, so he ate it anyway.

Mo Yichen didn't remember what he vomited, but he remembered waking up many times in the middle of the night, asking Zhongqing to either give him water to drink or to ask Zhongqing to add a quilt to him, and he felt cold.

No less toss.

Mo Yichen is very uncomfortable now, and wants to fall asleep again, but there is one less person around him, what about people?

She loves to eat downstairs, she's hungry. made a phone call to Su Yan, saying that her husband was not feeling well and couldn't be busy at home, so she asked her to help ask for leave, and Zhong Qing now has no face to call the manager, and she can't help it. I have a headache when I look at my home, I need to buy too much at home, and I have to change this carpet or something today.

I can't wash so many stains.

The upstairs one lifted the quilt, didn't wear any slippers, walked to the door barefoot in pajamas, opened the door and walked straight to the stairs, standing upstairs and looking down.

"You come up for a moment. ”

He swept the last bite of gruel into his stomach.

"What's wrong?"

The people went back along the same way, and they hurried up, and Mo Yichen looked at her with a tired face at the door with his arms in his arms.

"Know you're awake and hungry?"

"I'm uncomfortable!"

"Got it, got it. Zhong Qing couldn't bear to give him a face when he was uncomfortable like that, and it was not easy for her to be a man, Zhong Qing felt that Mo Yichen was a person who didn't want to die for his work, and he would coax him patiently.

"Hold me!"

"Want to eat?"

Zhong Qing is patient, and he has a good temper and coaxes angrily.

Mo Yichen jumped on the bed, pulled the quilt over his body, and fell in love with the bed, how could this person get drunk like a child.

She hasn't scolded him yet, he's good, but he's going to be so coquettish.

Mo Yichen will be really hypocritical, he usually looks alive, but he will pretend here, and he will be drunk like this if he is disobedient first, and he will be messing with him.

"Mo Yichen ......"

"Does your head still hurt?"

Mo Yichen snorted: "It hurts!"

Mo Yichen's hand touched into her pajamas, with bad intentions.

"I had a headache. ”

"Didn't you just take the medicine, and it didn't work? Do you want to eat porridge?"

"I don't want to eat anything. Mo Yichen's head was close to her chest, his hands were clenched vigorously, and Zhong Qing was grinning with her teeth, she also hurt.

"I hurt, you coax me ......"

Coax your sister!

I really want to scold him, what an adult!

But she didn't want to make him uncomfortable at this time.

Zhong Qing hugged Mo Yichen's face and began to coax, this is simply hell on earth, as miserable as it is, Zhong Qing has not coaxed people like this, her little nephew doesn't need her to coax like this, where is this to treat her as a wife, I'm afraid I will treat myself as a mother.

I hope he can sleep sooner, but this person has slept enough, so he doesn't want to sleep, and he tosses people when it's over, describing how his brain hurts to Zhongqing, and making Zhongqing also angry.

"Otherwise, let the doctor take a look. ”

Mo Yichen has a headache, sometimes he is upset and often has a headache, he likes to go and see him to save himself like this, the doctor always knows his body better than himself, he doesn't want to go, just stand at home. Dead of a giant liver.

Love is the sweat of the back of the head, not hot, but tossed.

Mo Yichen is really a different person today.

Mo Yichen felt that she was about to fall asleep, she moved her body, the mattress moved, and then she was about to get out of bed.

"I'm about to fall asleep, you still have to toss ......" Mo Yichen said resentfully, and he liked to listen to how he felt coquettish.

I love a bit of the feeling of seeing a ghost in the blue sky and daytime, Mo Yichen won't drink and cross, right?

still went into the bathroom, and when he came out, Mo Yichen became nervous, and opened the window to the wind.

"You don't want to die......"

Wearing such a little clothes, just follow the outlet, isn't this looking for death?

Dragged Mo Yichen, Mo Yichen will come up like this, today is to get along with Zhong Qing in various ways, Zhong Qing dragged him and pushed him to the bed.

Mo Yichen's hand re-touched Zhong's clothes, his eyes were closed, and he was about to blow up again, he couldn't sleep, Zhongqing hurriedly gaged his mouth and didn't let him speak, now not only Mo Yichen had a headache, she also had a headache, and was tossed to death by him like this.

Mo Yichen found his favorite place through her clothes and rubbed his face, then unbuttoned her pajamas, and found something to do that made him feel happy.

Love is very speechless, can we not change so much before and after?

The tossing person who was still changing the law just now, one will ask for this, the other will want that, she can't even move, looking at him uncomfortable, she endured it like this, and she felt that she was going to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle today.

Where is Mo Yichen's headache?

But he just wants to take this opportunity to see how much his wife loves him, compared with Wang Zimo's vomiting and still unconscious, he is much blessed.

She didn't sleep well last night, she got up several times and said that she was nauseous and wanted to vomit, and she lost her temper in the morning, and now she ......

"What do you think, um......"

The voice was slightly dissatisfied, and he grabbed Zhongqing's sanity back, and Zhongqing's body cooperation also has time, I really can't play with him like this, chirp crookedly, I'm just a little unwilling, don't use her as a superman, okay?

Mo Yichen will be sober now, and he will remember last night's incident a little, Wang Zimo's words, why did he think more and more about them in his heart?

You say, if she knew that Wang Zimo would be even more uncomfortable than herself, would she leave him to take care of him?

This will rely on the strength of the wine, and naturally will not let it go.

Men are actually naïve, sour, and jealous when they are much more powerful than women.

The sequelae of drinking too much, now that energy has not dissipated, Zhong Qing will come to him if he doesn't cooperate, Zhong Qing feels that he can't say it at all now, can't fight, can't scold, and has to cooperate!

What is a man marrying a wife for?

Need to say?

I get drunk and toss people, and in the end I can't scold, I can't fight, I'm afraid that he will be uncomfortable and have to accompany him like this, I feel that Mo Yichen has made a lot of money, she has to accompany her to bed, accompany her to be happy, and she has to be able to coax people, be coquettish and cute, and pretend to be a royal sister who can pretend to be Lori.

Her physical strength was not good, where could she resist tossing, Mo Yichen had a dark face and bit her shoulder: "I'll take you out for a run in the morning." ”

Zhong Qing was angry in his heart: "You are planning to kill me in your hands, right?"

Zhong Qing turned around, Mo Yichen went to bite her face, Zhong Qing was busy dodging, and there was no day that was normal.

"No, I'm going to die at your hands!"

Love to be angry, is this drunken talk, or crazy talk, what is he going to die in her hands, is she a thousand-year-old vixen or a female ghost who sucks people's essence, what do you think of her

His lips were close to her ears, he felt itchy, he wanted to hide, but he didn't succeed in dodging, Mo Yichen bit her ear, and didn't have the strength to follow it slowly.

"Are you satisfied......

If she did, no matter what kind of answer she had, he would be excited, and she couldn't grasp this person's excitement at all now.

Knowing that he had drunk and asked for leave, he thought he would stop, and besides, it was noon, thinking that he would live in peace, who knew that he would be shameless.

Zhong Qing wanted to kick him off the bed, but Mo Yichen was pitiful, looking at Zhong Qing, she could see that she was soft-hearted.

I woke up again, but it was really lunchtime.

Mo Yichen was refreshed and asked shamelessly, "Eat in the room?"

I'm very angry, but it's a pity that I don't even have the strength to scold him now.

can only stare at him with a pair of beautiful big eyes, she thinks she is very fierce, but in Mo Yichen's eyes, it is no different from being coquettish.

"Are you up?" Mo Yichen laughed and teased!

"Of course you can!" said that the stubborn sound was more like a mosquito humming.