"Your whole family is a dog." Ye Yu replied leisurely.

"Aren't you mine?" When Yue Xingchen finished speaking, he came back to his senses, and he reasoned with a drunk person, as if he couldn't make sense.

"You're my pet!" Ye Yuyou said loudly, "Like Xiaobai, they are all my pets-"

Before the words were finished, this time Yue Xingchen ignored her resistance and kissed her directly on the lips, and the world around her finally quieted down.

But it was only a moment, Ye Yuyou resisted fiercely, directly biting off a small piece of Yue Xingchen's lip and kicking him again.

Yue Xingchen was in pain, he looked at Ye Yuyou, and realized that when this girl was drunk, she was so powerful, she was really bold.

Yue Xingchen has never been afraid of anyone in his life, and no one has anything to do with him, but he was eaten to death by this girl.

Seeing Ye Yuyou fluttering in the water, he finally wasted a lot of strength to help her take a bath and put on clothes.

Originally, the * on his body didn't go away, just lying on the bed, Ye Yuyou kicked him out of bed again, Yue Xingchen looked angry, "If you are disobedient, I will do it for you!" ”

"You sleep underground." Ye Yuyou looked arrogant, and threw a quilt and pillow on the bed on top of him, "Otherwise, I will beat you." ”

"Look who beats whom!" Yue Xingchen said coldly.

Then, he walked directly to Ye Yuyou's side, she seemed to be on guard, and she didn't know where to take out her whip, "If you dare to get close to half a minute, I will whip you." ”

and drunk people, it has always been unreasonable, the corners of Yue Xingchen's mouth twitched, if he really beat her, he was reluctant, and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: Look at how I clean you up on the wedding night.

Thinking like this, his brow stretched a little, "Okay, I'll sleep on the ground tonight." ”

The rain outside kept falling, as if extinguishing the fire in Song Zecheng's heart, and it darkened little by little.

He walked down the street and poured the wine in his hand directly into his mouth.

When Mo Ying walked over, what he saw was Song Zecheng's appearance, his body was straight, and the rain hit that handsome face, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or wine, so he poured it directly into his mouth.

Although he was very thin, he didn't feel a little weak, but Mo Ying felt that looking at his back at this time, he was inexplicably a little more lonely and lonely.

The rain still kept falling, and it was not far from Mo Ying's shop, so she stepped forward in three or two steps, snatched the wine jar he was holding, and threw it on the ground, and the sound of the jar breaking was also hidden by the heavy rain.

An umbrella couldn't cover the two of them at all, even so, Mo Ying still gave most of it to the man in front of him.

"Don't drink anymore, I'll send you back." Mo Ying said, and took his arm.

Song Zecheng didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't break free of her holding his hand, and his eyes suddenly became blank and blazing.

He lowered his head, looked at Mo Ying, and said, "You shouldn't know what it's like to like someone, right?" ”

"If you like someone, you are - she is happy, you are happy, she is not happy, you are not happy, you will cry with her and laugh with her."

"But you can't spoil yourself like that." Mo Ying couldn't help but speak, helping him to go as far forward as possible.

"I don't think it's a waste of myself, what is the point of my life without her?" Song Zecheng said, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears.

But he loved He Qiuyi miserably.

You still have me......

Mo Ying raised her head and said secretly in her heart, but she also knew that her status was low, even if she liked it, what if she liked it? She has never been worthy of his identity.

"Anyway, it's raining so hard now, you go back with me first." Mo Ying came back to her senses in a moment and pulled him to use all his strength to feed.

I only heard a loud noise in the night sky, and the thunder exploded in the sky, she subconsciously shrank into Song Zecheng's arms, and the umbrella was also thrown on the ground, "I'm afraid of ......"

She said, tugging at his sleeve tightly.

Although Song Zecheng was drunk, seeing her petite and thin appearance, he couldn't help but hug her into his arms, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back." ”

His nice voice came from above her head, Mo Ying didn't expect Song Zecheng to be so gentle at this time.

She answered softly, and suddenly felt that the thunder was not so scared, and she took his hand and pulled him to the shop.

So I forgot to pick up the umbrella, and when the two of them went back, they were soaked.

Mo Yingmiaoman's body suddenly jumped into Song Zecheng's eyes, dry wood and fire, only the two of them.

After Song Zecheng was drenched in the rain, the strength of the wine gradually rose, and he hugged Mo Ying's shoulder.

Mo Ying's body trembled, and she met Song Zecheng's eyes.

Those eyes were full of affection, so that Song Zecheng couldn't hold back anymore and kissed him directly.

Mo Ying's heart trembled, she closed her eyes, or not, she should indulge!

Anyway, in her life, she never thought about finding a lover to marry......

The rain outside didn't stop until early in the morning.

When Song Zecheng woke up, he realized what he had done.

He looked at Mo Ying, who was sleeping beside him, and recalled the bits and pieces of last night, and his face became more and more unsightly.

I saw that Mo Ying was sleeping very deeply, and she didn't open her eyes until he sat up.

The moment Mo Ying opened her eyes, she met Song Zecheng's eyes, and she subconsciously grabbed the corners.

pursed his lips and said softly: "Last night was a ridiculous scene, out of this shop, forget it, I won't mention it to anyone." ”

When Mo Ying handed herself over to him last night, she had already thought clearly.

There is absolutely no possibility between the two of them.

As time passed, Song Zecheng was slightly angry on his face, "Don't you like me either?" ”

"I'm ......" Mo Ying paused, not knowing what to say for a while.

She always knew that the person Song Zecheng liked was He Qiuyi.

"Song Gongzi doesn't like me, and I don't want to bring unnecessary trouble to Gongzi, my current life is already very good." Mo Ying said, and added, "I'm already very content." ”

Yes, as long as he is careful to stay by his side and not let him discover his thoughts about him.

Last night's words, Song Zecheng had already heard it very sincerely, in this life, even if he liked He Qiuyi, the two of them would never be together again.

And he has slept with Mo Ying, although he is not a good person, but he doesn't want to lose this girl, the woman who saved his life twice.