"Aren't you drinking?" Mo Yichen finally looked at her, but his eyes were so hurtful, "You know, accompanying wine is just one of her jobs. ”

Accompanying the wine is just one of the pet's jobs, is this what he wants to see? Is that what he's bringing her here for tonight? If that's really the case, then good, she satisfies him, and he wants her to drink, right? Then she drank and showed him. Stubbornly suppressing the tears that were about to be left, Mo Ning took the wine glass from the man's hand and drank it in one gulp.

Then he stood up, staggered to the middle of the private room, and said with a smile, "Who else wants to drink with me?" The more her heart hurts, the happier she laughs.

"Beauty, is that okay?" The men had long been eager to try, and with Mo Yichen's words, they were unscrupulous. Mo Ning was pulled into the middle of a group of men, and she set her eyes on Mo Yichen, who never looked at her.

Mo Ning smiled bitterly in her heart: What are you still expecting, even if someone is here today, he Mo Yichen will turn a blind eye, Mo Ning, what are you still looking forward to, this is your mistress life, it has just begun.

Tears flowed into her stomach, but Mo Ning laughed loudly. Glass after glass, whoever handed her the wine, she picked it up and drank it in one gulp. It is said that wine is a good thing, and a drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows, so let her try it tonight, when she is drunk, will her heart hurt so much?

Mo Ning's laughter, her movements made Mo Yichen have no way not to look at her. At this moment, she was sitting in the middle of a group of men, drinking three glasses of strong vodka in a row, looking a little drunk, but she was still laughing, laughing so unscrupulously, as if she didn't care about anything, her hand was still on the shoulder of the man next to her. The bright red clothes supported her like a butterfly flying in the forest. Yes, Mo Ning at this moment is like a bewitching courtesan. Isn't that what he wants? But when Mo Yichen saw all this, the fire in his heart not only was not extinguished, but burned more and more.

One cup after another, Mo Ning didn't know how many glasses he had drunk, but he felt that his eyes were blurry, and the whole person seemed to be flying. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be drunk, don't you all say that getting drunk relieves a thousand sorrows? Why is she drunk, her heartache still hasn't stopped. She couldn't figure it out, and the man slid limply, then fell into a familiar embrace.

"You are Satan, Satan ......," Mo Ning said, and fell into a coma. Mo Yichen picked up the drunken Mo Ning and left the private room. Under the light, he could see the tears flickering in the corners of Mo Ning's eyes, the mockery raised at the corners of his mouth, and when he heard Mo Ning's words before falling asleep, his heart couldn't help but tighten, it turned out that in her eyes, he turned out to be a Satan, and she compared him to Satan. Devil, is he so terrible?

Mo Ning's body was very light, curled up in his arms, in her sleep, her eyelashes were still shaking uneasily, her hands were unconsciously hugging her body, she was trembling, she was afraid. This realization made Mo Yichen's heart ache. Some regretted what he had done tonight, did he really hurt her?