She approached.

The smell of wine was full, the bottles made a slight clashing sound on the ground, and the moonlight from the balcony hit his face.

Then the wine poured into his throat one by one, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down in the moonlight, Jun Mohan was completely drunk, and he didn't even feel warm standing behind him.

"Bang!" With a bang, Jun Mohan fell to the ground with the wine bottle.

Wen Wen frowned, and waved away the wine at the wing of his nose with his hand, trying to pick up the man who borrowed wine in the middle of the night to kill his sorrows.

"Uncle, wake up and go back to your room to sleep."

Wen Wen leaned over and tried to carry his upper body into the house, but it was heavy.

She raised her head helplessly, facing the hot eyes in the night, she was suddenly startled, "You, you're not drunk." ”

"Who are you... Get out of the way, don't touch me," Jun Mohan waved away his warm hand, almost knocking her to the ground.

Wen Wen said angrily: "Don't drink if you get drunk easily, it's okay now, even your daughter-in-law can't recognize you when you're drunk." ”

After complaining, she tried to continue to support him, but as soon as her hands touched his armpits, he rolled over and pressed her to the ground.

The hot breath sprayed on her face, making her momentarily confused.

"Uncle, is it because you are in pain between me and your mother, if so, we might as well end the contract as soon as possible, and ...... it while we are not yet tempted by each other."

Before the words fell, he had already leaned over to block her lips, and the hot breath accompanied by the strong smell of wine made her head go blank.

His kiss was hard, almost gnawing on an object he didn't like, without a hint of pity.

Wen resisted, gasped in pain, grabbed his waist tightly with both hands, and motioned for him to get up.

But when he was drunk, he was like a demon, and he couldn't wake up.

Wen Wen bit down hard, and the smell of his blood woke her head up, but he still lost control.

Until the hot and intense kiss turned into a tossing and turning, and finally regained its calm like a storm disappeared, until he fell asleep completely, until the tears in her eyes fell like a downpour, she could no longer resist turning over, running to the bedroom, and being wept.

The next morning, the sky that had been clear for a long time suddenly began to fall with fog, and the whole city seemed to be walking in the clouds.

Jun Mohan was awakened by freezing, wearing clothes and a blanket, his head was dizzy, and there were beer bottles everywhere.

He barely stood up, then patted his groggy head and entered the bathroom, only to realize the wound on his lip.

He tried hard to recall, but he only remembered the stars, but he remembered the picture of him kissing Wen Wen clearly.

Jun Mohan's face instantly showed a touch of hatred for himself, and he slapped his face in annoyance, very heavy.

Damn, he shouldn't have drunk.

The warm door was pushed open, and Jun Mohan was so frightened that he hurriedly closed the bedroom door, a little afraid to face her.

Wen Wen glanced at the blanket on the floor, then at his open door, and finally at the bathroom.

She turned and went to the kitchen.

Jun Mohan finally mustered up the courage to walk out, he told himself to try his best to act as if nothing had happened last night, and he believed that she didn't dare to mention it.

Sure enough, he came to the kitchen, looked at the woman who was pressing the face, and said lightly: "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

The body on the back of the warm body stiffened, and he said indifferently: "It's okay." ”

Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she was not angry, and she was still a little happy in her heart.

When Jun Mohan was eating knife-cut noodles, he saw warm and swollen eyes, he frowned, pretended not to know, and said, "Why are your eyes swollen?" ”

She didn't look up, but said in a deep voice, "It's okay, it's just a damn mosquito bite." ”

Jun Mohan choked, he was the damn mosquito, it can be seen that he forcibly kissed her last night, and she cried.

Guilt and boredom crept into their hearts, and the two never spoke again, and the atmosphere became awkward, until there was a knock at the door.

"I'll go and drive," Jun Mohan got up and walked towards the door.

Wen Wen used chopsticks to hold the knife in her bowl to cut the noodles, her mouth pouted, as if Jun Mohan was this side, and then she was going to chew him to death.

Mrs. Jun's voice came, "Is the warmth there?" ”

"Grandma, why are you looking for warmth so early?"

"You stinky boy, hurry up and go to work, of course I'm here to talk to my granddaughter-in-law."

Wen Wen got up, the bitterness on her face was covered by her, and she walked out with a smile, "Grandma, you came just in time, I cooked a knife and cut noodles, and there are still leftovers in the pot." ”

"Ouch! Great, old lady, I just want you to make noodles, I think about it tightly. ”

Smiled warmly, "Then I'll serve it to you." ”

"Okay, good, what a caring child, Jun Mohan will be kind to others for me."

"Grandma, don't teach me how to behave with people all day long, I'm very good to her."

"I don't believe it," said the old lady, who sat down at the table, as Wen Wen came out with a knife in her hand.

Gently put it on the old lady's table, and then intimately help her to clip the green onion out.

"Grandma, please eat."

The more Mrs. Jun looked at her, the more satisfied she became, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, seeing her swollen eyelids, she knew that it was Chu Han who scolded her last night that made her sad, and she felt a little pain in her heart, and secretly swore that she would never let Wen Wen appear in front of that woman next time.

"Son, come and sit and eat together."

Sitting down warmly, Mrs. Jun smiled and said, "Warm, wait for you, you'll be fine!" ”

"No, I've quit my job and haven't found a job yet."

"That's great, the janitor doesn't do it," she shut up in fright, realizing she had said the wrong thing.

Wen Wen was amused by her appearance, "Grandma is fine, uncle already knows my job." ”

"Ahh Old Lady Jun looked at her grandson, "You're not angry?" ”

"What to do when you are angry, Wen Wen relies on his own hands, I have nothing to be angry about."

Mrs. Jun was overjoyed, "Look, I am warm, you and my grandson are not at a loss, and his three views are very positive." ”

The corners of Jun Mohan's mouth hooked, Wen Wen raised her head slightly, and the eyes of the two collided, so frightened that she hurriedly lowered her head.

"Tsk!"

"You two have a situation."

Mrs. Jun was originally worried that Wen Wen was in a bad mood, so she came to take her to the temple for a walk, but now it seems that she is redundant, and the young couple are flirting, and her grandson still has a wound on his mouth.

It can't be that the kiss between the two is too passionate!

"Mo Han, the wound on your mouth?"

Jun Mohan smiled, "I don't know, it seems to have been bitten by a mouse." ”

Wen Wen bit her lip fiercely and scolded her for being a mouse, really.

Mrs. Jun smiled, "There are no rats in this house, I think someone has bitten it!" ”

"Ahem!" Wen Wen was not prepared to choke on the soup for a while, and coughed vigorously.

Jun Mohan hurriedly got up and poured water, and helped her carry her back by the way.

Old lady Bo smiled: "Why are you so careless, I didn't say that I was bitten by you, look at you scared." ”

"Okay, grandma, don't bury her, she's thin-skinned."