He Zheyu looked at Mo Qinghan, who had already drunk too much, cleared his throat and said, "Han Mo received a package from his girlfriend who had broken up with him for many years, and only three leaves were placed in it!"

Mo Qinghan heard this, curled up in the hanging basket and smirked for a while, then took a sip of the red wine in the cup and saw the bottom of the glass, he pointed to He Zheyu and said, "Pour it for my sister, and my sister will tell you." ”

He Zheyu poured a little for Mo Qinghan, just mean it, and if you drink it again, you will be really drunk.

Mo Qinghan got down from the hanging basket, walked a few steps backwards, and read in his mouth:

Fallen leaves send acacia, and the three leaves are unspoken.

Sycamore knows each other, maple silver in the same season.

Send you three bundles, I am willing to wait for three seasons.

The leaves are three colors in one season, and the leaves have fallen in three autumns.

Spring green, summer red, autumn yellow.

For the rest of my life, you owe me a winter white head.

After reading it, she smirked at He Zheyu.

Mo Qinghan may have drunk a little too much, and watched intently at He Zheyu just about to say something when he was blocked by He Zheyu's sudden kiss, the stamina of red wine came up, Mo Qinghan's mind completely lost the ability to execute orders, she followed what He Zheyu did, and all He Zheyu's sanity after getting a response was crushed to the slightest.

When the alcohol content exceeded the limit in the bodies of two young men and women, it was inseparable to hold each other, and what happened next was a matter of course.

Early in the morning, Mo Qinghan slowly got up and rubbed her head that was caused by excessive drinking, after she looked at the furnishings in the room, she woke up at once, her first reaction was to pull open the quilt, see that she was still wearing last night's pajamas, and exhaled easily, but when she got out of bed, she felt that her legs were a little sore, and her waist didn't feel like her own, but she checked the sheets and didn't find what she needed.

After Mo Qinghan finished washing, he went to the living room and saw that He Zheyu had already prepared breakfast.

Mo Qinghan ate a few bites, looked at He Zheyu who was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper, the expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask, He Zheyu saw all of Mo Qinghan's expressions through the afterglow. But he still showed that nothing had happened, but Mo Qinghan couldn't hold back and said, "Mr. He, did I do anything ..... did last night!" ”

He Zheyu still said expressionlessly: "What you said is the scope of transgression? ”

Such a rhetorical question stopped Mo Qinghan, Mo Qinghan bit the fork in his hand and said embarrassedly: "I can't remember why I slept in your room last night, and whether I did any exercise last night!" My waist and legs are so sore! ”

Hearing this, He Zheyu choked on the milk he had just drunk: cough ~ cough ~ cough ~

Mo Qinghan hurriedly handed the tissue to He Zheyu. At the same time, he still didn't give up and said: "Did I climb the window, and then fell from the window and fell on my waist." He Zheyu also looked at He Zheyu with very serious eyes.

He Zheyu didn't speak, just smiled.

Mo Qinghan wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by the sudden doorbell.

Mo Qinghan opened the door and saw Han Mo standing at the door and said politely: "Secretary Han is early!" Let's go inside and wait! ”

"No, the boss will be gone soon."

"Oh~, it's not easy for Secretary Han to meet the right person in this life, and he cherishes it."

Han Mo was confused by Mo Qinghan's words, and said to himself: "Boss, are you burying me in a pit again." ”

Han Mo and Mo Qinghan exchanged pleasantries for a while, and He Zheyu came over and said, "Secretary Han is not going to have a chat?" He walked past Mo Qinghan.

Seeing this, Han Mo hurriedly followed.

Now Mo Qinghan is confused and can't understand it.