Mo Yishen closed his eyes, although he was drunk and dizzy, but his consciousness was very clear.

Her appearance was unimaginable to him.

Knowing that she was sitting next to him at the moment, an inexplicable sourness swelled in the heart of the man who had always been resolute, and gradually, his eyes turned red.

It's just that his eyes are closed, and she can't see.

Yan You looked at him very seriously, and suddenly reached out to touch his face: "I'm sorry!" ”

He didn't answer the phone, didn't even call back, and didn't get angry that he made her wait for most of the night.

Mo Yishen shuddered and opened his eyes slightly to look at Yan You, who was carrying the light behind him.

Yan You thought that his face would blush when he was drunk, but it wasn't until later that she didn't know that no matter how much he drank, his face would not change.

"I'll help you upstairs." As he spoke, Yan You reached out to pull him, but he didn't want to be dragged hard by him, and fell to him in an instant.

Mo hugged her tightly, turned over and pressed her on the sofa, and without thinking, the hot kiss fell wildly, menacingly.

The blankness in his mind made Yan You unable to react, but subconsciously indulged him.

Gradually calming down, the kiss becomes delicate and gentle.

After a long time, Mo Yishen retreated a little, looked at her watery pupils, the softness of her heart added a little more, and said in a low voice: "I thought you didn't want me anymore." There was a bit of grievance in his tone.

The fleeting dimness in his eyes made Yan You's heart ache: "I'm sorry! ”

Mo Yi buried his head in her neck, rubbed slightly, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, I know, don't talk about it in the future." "Stop saying 'I'm sorry' to him.

Yanyou was silent for a while, then hummed softly and said with concern: "Does it hurt to have a headache?" ”

Mo sighed in a deep muffled voice.

Yan You was helpless: "Then you get up, I'll help you back to the room." ”

Mo Yishen took a moment before getting up.

Yan You held his wrist: "Can you go?" ”

Mo Yishen stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, shook his head, and then leaned on her.

is 1.85 meters tall, and all the weight is poured into her, I don't know if he did it on purpose.

Seeing the slight wrinkles between his eyebrows, Yan You was distressed and helpless, took a deep breath, put one hand on his waist, and took his hand on his neck with the other, and carried him upstairs tremblingly.

Mo Yishen leaned against her, listening to her slight gasp, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Finally put the big man on the bed, Yan You sat on the edge of the bed tiredly and kept gasping, but he was afraid that he would freeze, so he turned on the heater and pulled the quilt to cover him.

Mo Yishen closed his eyes and muttered, "Take a bath..."

Yan You was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he meant: "You drank so much wine, you can't stand on your feet, you don't need to wash tonight!" ”

Mo Yishen said lightly: "You wash me." ”

Yanyou subconsciously resisted: "How is it possible." ”

Mo Yishen frowned slightly, opened his eyes slightly and fumbled for the quilt to be lifted, with an angry posture of getting up to take a shower even if he was dizzy.

Yan You struggled inwardly, and then grabbed him: "Okay, I'll wash you, don't move first, I'll put hot water for you." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yishen stopped moving for an instant and lay back obediently.

Yan You was speechless, how could he be drunk like a child.

In the misty bathroom, Mo Yi sat on his back in the bathtub and sighed comfortably.

Yanyou gritted his teeth and washed off the foam on his body with a red face.

This person is definitely deliberate, pretending to be drunk, and he can make a reverie sound even when he takes a shower, and he seems to have reacted....

After rinsing it up, Yan You didn't dare to look at it: "Next, you can wash it yourself." ”