Ye Liyuan and Ye Jiujiu looked at each other and smiled, and they both tacitly decided to hide this matter, it was already in the past, and there was no need to worry about their relatives anymore.

At dinner, Ye Liyuan made an exception to let Ye Jiujiu drink, which was considered to be a suppressive shock, of course, he drank fruit wine, which was not easy to get drunk.

Originally, it was said that it was good to drink less, but Ye Chenxuan drank a lot, Ye Liyuan drank a lot, and even Qi Yao and Guan Yue were addicted to drinking and kept drinking.

The taste of fruit wine is sweet, with both the mellow aroma of wine and the sweetness of fruit juice, not astringent at all, and the taste is simply delicious, and the rhythm cannot be stopped.

Unconsciously, Ye Jiujiu also drank too much.

Obviously, I have suffered from drunkenness, but in terms of people's interest, it is really difficult to control.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun fell on the bed through the window, Ye Jiujiu was awakened by the dazzling light, and when he opened his eyes, he remembered that he had drunk too much yesterday, and when he returned to the room, he lay on the bed in a daze, did not close the window, did not close the curtains, and did not even take off his clothes.

Wait, too much to drink?

It's over, I'm definitely allergic again.

Ye Jiujiu got up from the bed in a hurry, walked to the bathroom barefoot, the person in the mirror had messy and unkempt hair, pulled his clothes down hard, his neck was white, and there were no symptoms of allergies at all.

No allergies? Yes, she's fourteen years old now, and it's not the time for allergies at all.

Ye Jiujiu patted her head hard, how could she be so confused?

Ye Jiujiu's allergy is not born at all, but after work, he often runs business, socializes, often drinks too much, gets drunk for a long time, and protests from his body.

Last time, Feng Mojiang said lightly, wine, you are allergic, she really believed it.

Ye Jiujiu scratched his hair, which was already messy, and the goodwill accumulated yesterday was suddenly gone.

Feng Mojiang is really still a hooligan, a pervert.

Obviously, it's a kiss mark...... actually said that she was allergic......

The more Ye Jiujiu thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't swallow this breath, he pulled his hair at random, and after washing up in a hurry, he walked directly to Feng Mojiang's villa.

Ye Jiujiu just rang the doorbell, and the door was opened, and this time it was Feng Mo who opened the door himself.

When Feng Mojiang saw Ye Jiujiu, his eyes darkened, and he didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Jiujiu so fixedly.

Ye Jiujiu was looked at by Feng Mojiang like this, and the arrogance caused by his original anger was gone, and he didn't know where to start.

"Something?" Feng Mo asked in a low, dumb, and beautiful voice that made people unable to close their legs.

Ye Jiujiu only felt that his ears were numb, and he felt that Feng Mojiang's voice was poisonous, and coughed lightly: "Feng Mojiang, you ......"

Feng Mo flashed a light under his dark eyes, fleeting, without waiting for Ye Jiujiu to finish speaking, he reached out, grabbed Ye Jiujiu's waist, and hugged him directly, between the wall and his body, holding the wall with one hand, lowering his head, his ice blue eyes were shining brightly, and he was not like words: "Call again." ”

"Call?" Ye Jiujiu was stunned by Feng Mo's sudden movements: "What's it called?" ”

"Call me by name." Feng Mojiang's eyes, which had always been cold and waveless, actually gave birth to a hint of eagerness, calling his name, this is the first time that Ye Jiujiu has called him by name.