"Then you can help me, make it a little tighter for me this time......" Meng Yue sat obediently on the chair.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give my sister-in-law a more beautiful bun, I used to comb Ziyu's hair......" Mo Ling carefully loosened Meng Yue's bun, and then coiled it up one by one, and it took more than ten minutes to complete all the procedures.

"Sister-in-law, look at it, isn't it beautiful?" Mo Ling brought the makeup mirror to Meng Yue's eyes.

Mo Lingpan's bun is indeed much more beautiful than hers, "It's really good, your hands are skillful......"

Mo Ling took two steps back, looked at it carefully, and then shook his head, "I think there is a fly in the ointment......"

"I think it's good, as long as the hair doesn't fall out......" Mo Yu has been on the rooftop for almost half an hour, if he doesn't go up, he must be in a hurry to wait.

"No, it would be more perfect if you inserted a hairpin made of broken diamonds into the side of your bun, the style of your hairpin is too simple, it looks very monotonous, and it doesn't match the silver dress on your body......" Mo Ling tried his best to delay time.

Meng Yue also felt this way, but she either wore a long hair shawl or tied a ponytail with a rubber band on weekdays, so she didn't prepare any hairpins.

"I don't have a hairpin made of broken diamonds......"

"I have, you wait, I'll bring it to you, tonight, I must let my sister-in-law Meimeida go to see my brother......"

"This is too troublesome, so don't you use it?" But before Meng Yue's words fell, Mo Ling had already gone out with a gust of wind.

After Mo Ling left, Meng Yue thought that it would take another ten minutes to change the hairpin, so she still didn't wait.

Lift your feet and go up the stairs to the rooftop......

……

Mo Yu's eyes were blurred and he was in a trance, and suddenly he felt that Feng Ziyu in front of him had become particularly beautiful, and his seductive red lips seemed to purse out, sending out a warm invitation......

and the eyebrows and eyes, which seem to be changing, thinking more and more about Meng Yue...... The fragrant fragrance became stronger and stronger, lingering on the tip of his nose, but the hot breath on his body seemed to have found a breakthrough......

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he hugged Feng Ziyu in his arms, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Meng Yue, are you here, why are you ......here now?"

Feng Ziyu in front of him had turned into Meng Yue in Mo Yu's eyes, and he looked coquettish at him......

"What are you doing?"

A cold snort. It was like a burst of thunder, which instantly made Mo Yu sober up a lot, "Meng Yue, why are you there?"

He vaguely remembered that Meng Yue was held in his arms, and when he looked down, it was actually Feng Ziyu......

was suddenly startled, quickly let go, and pushed Feng Ziyu away hard...... "Ziyu, why are you ......?"

He was a little more sober.

"Brother Mo, you were drunk and almost fell, so I held on to you, who knew you were actually ...... Don't say it, I'll go......" Feng Ziyu blushed, covered his face, and was about to walk away.

Seeing Meng Yue suddenly appear, Feng Ziyu scolded secretly: Mo Ling is a super idiot, he can't even delay time, and he spoils Miss Ben's good deeds......

"Stop, is that really the case? Don't you need to give me an explanation?"

After arriving at the rooftop, Meng Yue's eyes suddenly felt painful when she saw this scene......

Although Mo Yu doesn't seem to be in good spirits, he was definitely sober when he came back, and it was only less than half an hour, so where did he say that he was drunk?

And just now she clearly saw Feng Ziyu's eyes flashing with a bewitching smile, she was deliberately seducing Mo Yu at all, and even she saw Feng Ziyu gently pull open her collar, and now she is crisp, her chest is half exposed, and her face is red, like a spring dog......

Meng Yue miscalculated, Feng Ziyu has never been dead to Mo Yu, and she finally chose to stay, just to make a comeback......

Feng Ziyu trembled, lowered his eyes, looked aggrieved, and even his voice was trembling, "Sister Xiaoyue, what do you mean by this? Do you think it's me...... How can you think that? I said, I only use Brother Mo as my brother, you can't pour dirty water on me......"

The long eyelashes twitched, and the tears fell down with a click.

Meng Yue is not a man, so naturally she will not be fooled by her tears, and besides, once it is something she believes in, she will not give up......

The eyebrows frowned slightly, a cold gaze burst out of his eyes, his chin was slightly raised, and he looked at Feng Ziyu with a look of contempt, "I just think you are seducing Mo Yu, what's wrong?Is it hot here?Do you need to unbutton two buttons to blow the wind?Since Mo Yu is drunk and shouting my name when holding you, why don't you push her away......"

If she hadn't heard Mo Yu call her name, she would have been self-immolated by anger now, and secretly made up her mind that as long as Feng Ziyu was in this family, she must take care of Mo Yu a little closer, and she must not give Feng Ziyu a chance.

"This button may have been rubbed ......off when he was holding Brother Mo," he said, and hurriedly buttoned up the button on his chest in a little panic, "Although Brother Mo is drunk, his strength is really strong, and I can't push ......it off at all."

Feng Ziyu looked speechless, and looked at Mo Yu with tears in her eyes, "Brother Mo, you said, did you feel dizzy, as if you couldn't stand, I just went over to help you, but I don't know what's wrong, you treat me as Sister Xiaoyue, and now you let Sister Xiaoyue misunderstand me like this......"

Mo Yu leaned his body against the railing and kept pressing his fingers on his eyebrows, "Meng Yue, I remember that this is the case, what Ziyu said is not wrong......

He regrets it so much now, why do he always make mistakes after getting drunk, the last time he was drunk and dizzy, and Feng Ziyu was in the corridor, which also made Meng Yue misunderstand, and this time it was ......

Lifting his vague drunken eyes, he saw a bottle of mineral water next to him, he picked up the mineral water, unscrewed the cap, and then poured it directly on his head......

"Mo Yu, what are you doing?" Meng Yue shouted and hurriedly rushed over.

"It's okay, I just want to sober myself up......" Mo Yu smiled slightly, but his eyes looked a little sloppy, and his cheeks were a touch of crimson......

Feng Ziyu saw that Meng Yue's gaze had shifted to Mo Yu's body, and quickly left, this matter is not over today, she has to make the next deployment......

Although Feng Ziyu left the rooftop, she didn't go far, she kept secretly watching at the corner of the stairs, now that Mo Yu drank that little pill, she couldn't let herself go to great lengths to make Meng Yue's little slut ......

After a bottle of cold water was poured down, Mo Yu was much more sober, and when he saw that Feng Ziyu had left the rooftop, he thought he was ashamed and left, and his heart immediately caused a touch of self-blame......