"Girl, you, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Zongtong was afraid that Jiang Mo was wrong, after all, her appearance was really abnormal.

"I, I ......" Jiang Mo was so shocked that he couldn't tell whether what happened just now was a dream or reality, his heart was empty, and his eyes didn't dare to glance at Zhao Zongtong, but Yu Guang still saw Zhao Zongtong's somewhat half-open chest, and the shame on his face became even heavier.

"Girl? What's wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable? Zhao Zongtong thought that he would get up with a hangover, and his head would hurt for a few days, not to mention Jiang Mo's little girl, so he was both worried and distressed.

"I, I...... Well...... I have a headache...... "Jiang Mo, who was so embarrassed that he was almost embarrassed, heard Zhao Zongtong's words, and suddenly came to a reason, rolling and going to the quilt again, and in a blink of an eye, he put himself up strictly, and he didn't even show his little head.

Jiang Momeng shrunk into a ball under the quilt, and Zhao Zongtong didn't have to do anything when he saw this, frowning and smiling.

This girl is not afraid of stuffing herself, Zhao Zongtong leaned down helplessly, and gently patted Jiang Mo who was in a ball, and probably patted her back through the quilt.

"Girl, you can't be like this, it will suffocate you, be obedient, at least show your head, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable......" Zhao Zongtong was patient and gentle.

"Mmmmmm......" Jiang Mo shook his head vigorously in the quilt.

She didn't want to go out, she didn't have the face to see her little uncle now, what did she do last night?

It's true that she drank alcohol, so didn't she drink with Yun Xiangrong and Chaoxuan.

Why did you just drink and go back to the General's Mansion?

How did she come back, and what about Chaoxuan?

It's impossible for her to come back alone, without him, hiss...... No, Chao Xuan's goods were in a bad mood, so he just drank it, and before he was halfway there, he was already drunk, and he couldn't make a fuss, and when he got to the back, Jiang Mo remembered that he simply slept there.

Hiss...... No, she won't come back alone and leave Chaoxuan there.

Hiss...... No, no, she clearly remembered that someone came, as if she was still holding her little uncle and not letting go...... Wait, is that a dream, or is it ......

Jiang Moda has been in a trance since she was drunk last night, and all her clear memories are stuck in the time when she ate and drank, how she came back, how she changed her clothes, how she fell asleep, and how she woke up by relying on Zhao Zongtong, she didn't know anything.

The only thing she has a clear memory of is Zhao Zongtong's gentle voice and broad shoulders, and then she ......

Could it be that she really gave her little uncle ...... The more Jiang Mo thought about it, the more panicked he became, and carefully lifted the corner of the quilt, revealing a small slit, and secretly looked out.

Looking at Zhao Zongtong's worried appearance, and then looking at his tired look, except for the collar on his chest that was a little messy, it was fine......

Touching herself again, she changed her nightgown, fortunately, the little clothes in it were still her own, she should have let the maid change it, even if she wanted to, the little uncle was not that kind of person, Jiang Mo believed in Zhao Zongtong from beginning to end, but she couldn't believe herself.

After all, it's not once or twice that kind of spring boudoir dream, but the feeling of the dream is clear to her, and it is really different from last night's.

Jiang Mo was not afraid that she would suffer a loss, after all, she had decided that Zhao Zongtong would have no one else in her life, but he was afraid that Zhao Zongtong would not be willing, and he was even more afraid that he would be looked down upon, so she was extremely flustered, as if she had bullied some woman from a good family.

Zhao Zongtong was puzzled for a long time, and finally looked at Jiang Mo's secretly timid little eyes, and then thought about her abnormal reaction just now, before he came back to his senses.

Hehe...... Feelings this girl thinks they ...... Hehehe...... Little uncle, I didn't tell you what to do?

Hehe...... This girl is not even playing cards according to common sense, Sensei said no, even if it is, it should be him who feels ashamed and blames himself, why is it that the girl is anxious enough.

"Hehe...... "This girl...... Zhao Zongtong guessed Jiang Mo's shy thoughts, and felt more and more cute that she was very cute, and laughed.

Wrapped in the quilt, Jiang Mo, who was already stuffy and about to run out of oxygen, heard it, and his heart became more and more worried.

"Huh...... The girl ...... "Zhao Zongtong sat back again, wanting to ask Jiang Mo to come out, but Jiang Mo is now immersed in his self-blame for being sorry for Zhao Zongtong, how can he be willing."

Zhao Zongtong was helpless, so he could only be held in his arms with the human belt.

"Girl ......" finally pulled Jiang Mo's little head out of the quilt, but Jiang Mo buried his head in Zhao Zongtong's arms again, and he didn't dare to face him.

"Girl, do you have a bad headache?" Zhao Zongtong knew Jiang Mo's little temper, so while being gentle and caring, he had a teasing heart.

"Hmm......" Jiang Mo responded vaguely, daring to look up at him.

Zhao Zongtong was not in a hurry, and while helping her with the quilt, he said as if he had no intention: "I know that I have a headache, and I dare to drink so much wine, if I don't go, are you going to drink it to Tianming?" ”

"No, not at all...... I, we're just happy, and we've just forgotten the time......" Jiang Mo quickly explained.

"You're so happy to drink with that Yun Xiangrong?" Zhao Zongtong said deliberately sourly.

"No, yes, he met something happy, and we're happy for him......" Jiang Mo didn't seem to react, but he looked like he was telling the truth.

"Happy thing?" Zhao Zongtong said strangely.

"It's just that he and Liu Changxi recognized each other......" Jiang Mo almost blurted out.

"Changxi?" Zhao Zongtong's brows stiffened for a moment.

"Oh, no, I ...... that little uncle" Jiang Mo was dizzy in Zhao Zongtong's arms, and blurted out without defense, feeling Zhao Zongtong's pause, Jiang Mo immediately reacted, and he was even more embarrassed.

"Huh...... Are they really brother and sister? Zhao Zongtong was only stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, it didn't seem to be a big deal.

Jiang Mo didn't dare to rest assured, twisted his small brows, and looked at Zhao Zongtong timidly: "That...... Uncle ......"

"Huh...... What's wrong? Headache doesn't hurt anymore? Zhao Zongtong suppressed the sourness and helplessness in his heart, and turned his head to look at Jiang Mo as if he was fine.

"Huh? No, it hurts, how can it not hurt...... Oops...... "I was worried that I had said the wrong thing, Jiang Mo felt sorry, but as soon as Zhao Zongtong's gentle eyes looked at it, Jiang Mo instantly returned to his original form, where could he still care about whether Zhao Zongtong was uncomfortable or not, covered his forehead and pretended again.

"Huh...... Shall I call the doctor in and show you? Zhao Zongtong changed the topic without a trace.

"Huh? Okay, oh no, no, no......" Jiang Mo was almost shaken over, but fortunately, he was still a little sensible, and hurriedly refused, if he saw the doctor, he would not be able to show his stuffing, Jiang Mo was glad that he did not react wittily.

"Huh...... But don't you have a headache? You didn't make a lot of fuss when you came back last night, you vomited three or four times, and your stomach must be uncomfortable, right? Zhao Zongtong always had a warm smile.

"I, I threw up? You, how do you know? Jiang Mo was a little embarrassed again.

"I've been with you for a night, how can I not know, the nightgown on your body has been changed twice, and you have no strength to vomit in the back, and you fell asleep in my arms." Zhao Zongtong said, calling people outward.

"Little uncle, what are you doing!" Jiang Mo is still not calm in his heart, where is he in the mood to see people, and hurriedly stopped Zhao Zongtong with one hand.

"You're not thirsty, aren't you? Let them pour some water, of course. Zhao Zongtong hugged Jiang Mo and smiled.

"I, I, I'll ...... it myself" One of the sequelae of a hangover is thirst, Jiang Mo was excited and shy and embarrassed for a long time, she would have been thirsty for a long time, but she didn't want to see others now, so she wanted to do it herself.

As a result, he was wrapped tightly by himself, and now he is rolling in Zhao Zongtong's arms, and his hands and feet can't move at all, which is even more embarrassing.

"Huh...... What are you doing here? Zhao Zongtong said with a smile.

"I, that ......" Jiang Mo lowered his little head embarrassedly.

"Huh...... Okay, wrap the quilt, and the little uncle will pour it for you. Zhao Zongtong saw Jiang Mo's little grievance licking his mouth, he smiled helplessly, and finally let go of her, turned around and poured water.

"Whew......" Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, warm honey water, I know you don't like to drink tasteless food, sit up and drink some." Zhao Zongtong handed over the teacup and stuffed it into Jiang Mo's hand.

"Hmm......" Jiang Mo glanced at Zhao Zongtong shyly, and then bowed his head obediently and drank.

"Hehe...... "This girl...... Zhao Zongtong smiled.

"Uh...... Little Uncle ...... I, I should ...... No, not to you, what, what......" Until the honey in the cup was drunk, and his throat felt more comfortable, Jiang Mo was still entangled in his heart, and asked weakly.

Zhao Zongtong had already known Jiang Mo's careful thoughts, and pouted with a smile: "What are you talking about?" 2k reading network