Huangfu Ziyan subdued Su Mo with one hand, staring and frowning.

"Stand still."

Listening to his cold drink, Su Mo didn't pay attention to it and continued to kick.

"Su Mo!"

Huangfu Ziyan felt a headache, and really regretted picking her up.

"You're a tasteless man, I'll fight with you!"

"You're gone."

"Ahh

Su Mo instantly stretched out his hand to cover the quilt and looked at him vigilantly.

Huangfu Ziyan casually threw aside the towel that wiped the water droplets from his hair.

"You were drunk and vomited last night, did I let you sleep in a pile of scraps if I didn't take off your clothes?"

Huangfu Ziyan took the camouflage uniforms that had been washed one by one, and turned his head to look at Su Mo, who was already sitting on the bed.

"Don't go to a bar or that like that to drink, don't be slept with by someone."

With that, he turned around and walked to the bathroom with his clothes in his hands.

Su Mo was the only one left in the empty room, and she reached out to take the mobile phone on the bedside table.

There are no missed calls.

Su Mo instantly tightened his fists and dialed Bei Chenfeng's phone.

More than ten seconds later, Bei Chenfeng's voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Hello?"

A wistful voice told her that he hadn't woken up yet.

"Guards with knives, I'm going to ask you, am I your friend?"

Su Mo roared, his eyes slightly red.

A strong girl like her won't cry at every turn.

But she suddenly couldn't imagine what would have happened to her in the West Street Bar if it hadn't been for Huangfu Ziyan, the tasteless man who took her away.

"What's wrong with you?"

Bei Chenfeng turned over from the bed, reached out and picked up the cold water on the bedside table and drank it in a big gulp.

"Why don't you go to the West Street Bar?"

Su Mo suppressed his anger and asked him very tactfully and calmly.

"I was sick, so I didn't go."

Bei Chenfeng sat up from the bed with a pale face, reached out and touched his forehead, it was still very hot.

"Beichen Wind!"

Su Mo's roar came from the phone, and the sound shook the entire eardrum trembling.

"You've never treated me as a friend, and you're happy when I'm put to sleep, aren't you? That's good, let me tell you, the old lady is drunk, she was put to sleep, and she was reinvented! ”

After yelling, Su Mo quickly hung up the phone.

Just after hanging up the phone, her tears finally fell, and when she turned her head, she saw Huangfu Ziyan leaning against the door of the bathroom.

At this time, he was dressed in a military uniform, handsome and upright, and his whole body was covered with the iron and blood that only a soldier has.

Su Mo was obsessed with watching it for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she saw that the corners of Huangfu Ziyan's mouth were full of banter.

Damn, why are you a nymphomaniac again at this time?

She's going to quit her brother soldier.

"Sleeping? Turn? ”

The corners of Huangfu Ziyan's mouth are full of smiles, this kind of thing may not even be able to be said by boys, but she speaks smoothly.

"You're pouring dirty water on me?"

Hum!

Guards with knives?

It turned out that the strange words she muttered last night, what kind of guard with a knife, turned out to be a person.

What the hell is this nickname?

"How dare I."

Su Mo rolled her eyes silently, and after confirming that she was not taken advantage of, the whole person was much more relaxed.

I have to say that being taken away by Beichenfeng is the best result.

"Huh."

Bei Chenfeng reached out and picked up the belt placed on the table and gently buckled it.

"By the way, your lips are quite soft and fragrant."