She said that the more strength she had in her hands, she wanted to pat him in the face with one hand.

Mo Jiangye, who was originally in a bad mood, heard her complaint, and his mood became inexplicably comfortable.

"Speak, you." The back of her head was clasped by the man.

Along the way, all the maid bodyguards silently bowed their heads when they saw this.

It wasn't until the hall that Mo Jiangye let her go.

Ye Erruo took a big breath, he drank, and he smelled of alcohol.

"Why don't you answer my phone? Why do you want to lock me up? Ye Erruo asked without giving up.

Mo Jiangye pursed his lips and lowered his head.........

“……”

"Young lady, young master hasn't eaten for a day." Bo Yu, who floated in from behind, reminded.

"Haven't eaten in a day? What did he do? Is he at home all day? Ye Erruo stared at Bo Yu behind him and asked.

He was just about to speak, Mo Jiangye's warning gaze swept over, and his little heart shook and said: "The young master has been busy for a day, he has been entertaining for a day, he hasn't eaten a grain of rice, the young master has gastritis, the doctor said that three meals a day must not be missing, and you must eat on time, otherwise the stomach disease will be aggravated, and the consequences will be unimaginable, but ...... Ay! ”

Ye Erruo glanced at Mo Jiangye suspiciously, socializing? Can socializing lock her up?

Both the master and the servant had problems.

At this time, Mo Jiangye sniffed her hair and kept arching to the side of her neck, holding her tightly with both hands, sticking to her like a coquettish child, his cheeks were slightly red, and his breath was full of alcohol, but he just didn't speak.

When Yeerruo asked him anything, he didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard.

"Go get dinner ready." Yeerruo pushed the head of the man on his shoulder.

"Okay." Bo Yu led all the servants to retreat.

Mo Jiangye sat on the sofa with her in his arms, held her hand, and rubbed it on his face affectionately.

Whenever he showed his childish side in front of her, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

He hugged her, and no matter what Ye Erruo asked him, he didn't seem to hear.

"Mojiang Night !!"

He looked down at her without saying a word.

"Let me ask you, why do you still drink when you have stomach problems, why don't you eat?"

After a while, he spit out these two words: "I feel distressed." ”

Ye Erruo was stunned: "Distressed? Not only do you have a problem with your stomach, but also with your heart? ”

"Hmm."

He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest and squinted slightly, as if he was a little drunk, "Rub it." ”

"......" she does not meet a "drunkard".

"Sleepy."

"Don't sleep, don't sleep after dinner."

"Dumplings."

"I'll give you the bag tomorrow."

He looked at her faintly, and his wet eyes made Ye Erruo have the illusion that he was pitiful and aggrieved for a moment.

Soon, the maid brought dinner in, and Mo Jiangye at the table held her in his arms, his head pressed on her shoulder, his arms around her, staring at the food on the table in a daze.

"Aren't you sleepy? Eat quickly, and after eating we will go to bed. Ye Erruo scooped a spoonful of rice porridge and tested the temperature and brought it to his lips.

And he twisted his head to the side.

"If you don't eat it, you will eat frozen dumplings by yourself tomorrow." She gritted her teeth at the threat.

“……”

She brought the porridge to his mouth again, and this time, Mo Jiangye obediently opened her mouth and ate it.

Today he is unusually "mentally retarded...... I can't leave her for a moment.

"Ding~" At this time, Ye Erruo's mobile phone on the side vibrate.

(End of chapter)