With smoke and a thin mist, Mo Xiaobei didn't look at Ye Muyang's shocked and angry eyes, but just adjusted a comfortable position and said to himself: "Ye Muyang, I don't hate you." I don't blame you for looking down on me. The rich boy will never understand the sorrow of a little person like us. Hehe......"

There was a rampant laugh, her eyes were full of tears, she turned her face away and wiped away her tears, and asked Ye Muyang again: "You won't be stingy with a glass of wine for me, right?" ”

"What do you want to drink?" Ye Muyang sat closer, Mo Xiaobei shook his head, shook his head and crawled to sit beside him, leaned his head on his shoulder, and said, "Ye Muyang, let me lean ......"

In the strong smell of perfume, Ye Muyang gently hugged Mo Xiaobei and hugged her closer to his arms.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaobei muttered. “MOUTONROTHSCHILD！”

"Pretty good." Ye Muyang smiled and rubbed Mo Xiaobei's hair, this intimate action was the first time he had done it to Mo Xiaobei, but it was as natural as if he had done it for many years.

The waiter quickly brought up the red wine, Mo Xiaobei broke away from Ye Muyang's arms and carried the bottle to his lips, that heroic appearance frightened the adaptation student for a while, Ye Muyang stood up and wanted to stop it, and then stopped and sat back, squinting his eyes. The eyes that are dyed like ink are a little deep and a little seductive.

MOUTONPOTHILD has strong stamina, and even a person like Mo Xiaobei, who claims to be not drunk in a thousand cups, can't resist the hazy eyes after pouring a bottle on an empty stomach, and everything looks like a layer of fog.

Ye Muyang waved his hand, and the adaptation student nodded and withdrew.

Hooking Mo Xiaobei's waist, Ye Muyang whispered in her ear: "Baby, you're drunk." ”

"It's a little." Mo Xiaobei nodded, sat on the sofa, rubbed his temples and said, "This is the second time I've been drunk." The last time I was drunk was a few months ago, and then I was ...... in a daze" Halfway through speaking, she was suddenly silenced, stunned for a moment, she rubbed her hot eyes hard, and looked back at Ye Mu Yang Yanran and smiled: "Do you know the way?" I had my heart to die that day. ”

"Do you know Kim Shin-heeon?" Mo Xiaobei pulled up a lock of hair and played with it, his apricot eyes were misty, a little because he had drunk wine, his eyes were more and more like he could squeeze out water, and Ye Muyang felt pain in his heart.

Sneered, Mo Xiaobei said again: "I'm really stupid, how can you know him?" He's my boyfriend, the boyfriend who's been gone for three years. Perhaps, it should be an ex-boyfriend now...... I waited for him, but ah, he never came back. ”

"It's okay if you don't come back. If I don't come back, I can concentrate on taking care of Xiaola. Ye Muyang, do you know the road? How sorry I was for not being able to say 'I love you' to my mom when she was alive, and I can't let Xiaola be my second regret anymore......"

After being drunk, Mo Xiaobei chattered endlessly, and the preface did not match the afterword, but Ye Muyang was surprisingly patient, just listened to her quietly, and gradually felt a little bitter in his heart.

"Ye Muyang, I know that you look down on me, in fact, I also look down on myself. But who the is born willing to come out and do this? Who the would sleep with someone else if it weren't for the sake of life? Who doesn't want to be a brother or sister who was born with a golden soup spoon in their mouths? Ye Mu Yang, there are many things that you don't understand, and you don't need to understand. Hehe smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood.

stood up, opened the bag, took out a piece of Grandpa Mao from it and threw it on Ye Muyang's face: "Count me in." Then he walked out of the box with his chin held high. Tears flowed freely.

It's not a shame to cry, isn't it?

Kim Shin-kyun ...... Thinking of the name just mentioned, Mo Xiaobei was as if he had been violently pierced through his heart by thousands of needles, scratching his heart and lungs in pain.

Frowning, Ye Muyang picked up the red human head on the ground, his fingers turned slightly, and the paper made a crisp crackling sound.

Hook the corners of your lips, and the game seems to be getting more and more fun.

Staring at the money, his eyes glowed with a beastly light and a fierce determination that was bound to be won.

Mo Xiaobei...... Hehe......