Mu Er suddenly wanted to laugh, she received a phone call, saying that Master Mu was drunk, so she ran over regardless of the wound and drank with him, but he told her that he was going to get engaged.

Want to cry?

I thought, but there were no tears.

How ironic!

Mu Er suddenly felt sick to his stomach, he didn't eat much porridge, plus he was injured, and his body couldn't bear it after drinking so much wine, which was natural.

Mur got up and ran into the bathroom.

I almost finished spitting out the wine before I felt a little more comfortable.

As soon as he opened the door, Mu Er heard Mu Ming calling to him.

Did he recognize me?

Wasn't he drunk like a ghost just now, and he couldn't even recognize himself?

Is the wine sober?

However, when he saw Mu Ming, Mu Er knew that it was Mu Ming who was dreaming.

It turns out that you will dream of me too.

"...... of Muor"

Mu Ming called out again.

Mu Er looked at Mu Ming's face, "I'm here." ”

It's just that I'm here, and Mu Ming can't hear it.

Mu Er knelt on the carpet and quietly looked at Mu Ming's face, Mu Ming's face was jealous, white and flawless and angular, with a high nose, eyebrows that were full and slender leaf shape, and thin lips.

Brother, since you are tired, let's sleep with confidence!

Mur lifted his finger and gently placed it on Mulmin's lips, as if caressing a perfect collectible.

It is said that men with thin lips are also thin, will you be the same?

Mur tried to withdraw his fingers, but his wrist was grabbed.

The next second, he fell into a warm embrace.

Mur was frightened by the sudden hug, "I ......"

"Shhhh Don't talk, I'm just hugging you. ”

A low, withered bass voice rang out, and Muor's raised arm hung down.

Mu Er felt the warmth of Mu Ming's embrace, before the age of eighteen, she was so unscrupulous to hug him, but after the age of eighteen, hugging, even if she touched him, became a taboo.

"How I wish you were Muor......"

Mu Ming's voice was weak, and Mu Er was drowsy, and he didn't hear what he said clearly.

The next morning, Mu Ming woke up at nine o'clock, and there was no one else in the dimly lit bedroom, and everything was warm and peaceful.

Mu Ming raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temples, wasn't he at the bar yesterday?

By the way, there is another woman, and that woman is very similar to Muor...... Damn, he won't go hungry...... Mu Ming lifted the quilt, and the stone hanging in his heart finally landed, but fortunately, the clothes on his body were intact.

One hour, hospital.

Mu Er slept on the bed, the doctor, Mu Ming, Liu Ye, Yun Hang, all gathered in front of Mu Er's window, and the doctor said to Mu Er in a fierce voice, "Don't toss yourself." Otherwise, your wound will be difficult to heal. ”

It was rare for Mur to be well-behaved, "Got it." ”

Mu Ming smelled the faint smell of wine in the air, looked at Mu Er's dark circles and was stunned, could the person who accompanied him yesterday be Mu Er?

！

"How did your wound open?"

Mu Ming asked expressionlessly.

"Strenuous exercise is too much."

Mumin, "......"

Willow Leaf, "......"

Yun Hang glanced at his eyes lightly, this is easy to think.

Liu Ye knew what Yun Hang was thinking, so he slapped him.

"Falling out of bed in the middle of the night, can't you?"

Mur roared.

Mu Ming's face was always gloomy, and he couldn't see a trace of love, and when he heard Mu Er's words, he just snorted coldly, and then flicked his sleeves and left.

Mu Er's heart is concerned, what about the gentle brother yesterday?