353 I fell in love with it, so what
"Xiao Moye, don't tell me, you are fond of this rustic woman!" Lin Zixun said sarcastically.
Unexpectedly, this angry remark caused the elegant man's expression to move. He looked down at the drunk-looking person in his arms and suddenly laughed, "Yes, I saw it, so what? ?"
That's why my heart feels uncomfortable, and it hurts in bursts, in the final analysis, it's only because-he fell in love with her.
Or it should be said that this kind of fancy is a kind of heartbeat! Kind of like!
Lin Zixun's face was full of disbelief, and Wu Shao was also dumbfounded, thinking that he had just heard it wrong.
It wasn't until Xiao Moye hugged Chu Huan to get into the car and drove away in the car, Wu Shao recovered, looked at Lin Zixun, who was still stiff in place, and sighed in his heart, "Zixun, don't think too much. Maybe Mo Ye is just a momentary interest." After these years, Wu Shao, as a friend, naturally knows what Lin Zixun thinks about Xiao Moye.
Lin Zixun turned pale and looked at Wu Shao. These words of the other party are undoubtedly a kind of life-saving straw for her at this moment.
"Yes, you are right, Mo Ye must be just a momentary interest!"
It's just a momentary interest, and when the interest passes, then everything will return to normal again! In Lin Zixun's heart, thinking like this...
Chu Huan was half drunk and half awake in the seat of the car. She could feel that there was someone around her, and she could feel that this person should be someone she knew.
Mo Ye... Mo Ye... Is this person's name
Obviously she thinks she has heard this person's name, but she just didn't think of what kind of person it was, can't remember whether this person is her friend or enemy, can't remember what kind of attitude she should treat him .
All the thoughts in my mind seemed to be a mass of paste. When I thought about it, my head hurt badly.
With her eyes half-opened in a daze, she tilted her head and looked at the person who was driving. She was so good-looking. His good looks made her heart a little weird, suddenly beating so violently. As if afraid of something.
As if noticing her gaze, he parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head and looked at her, "How do you feel?"
She suddenly laughed madly, like a child, and said in a soft and sweet voice, "Mo... Ye, you... You are Mo Ye... Slightly..." She hiccups and calls like this. Watch him and let him understand that she is drunk at all!
Or, he can only see her like this when he is drunk
In an instant, Xiao Moye suddenly understood why he insisted on asking her to drink, perhaps subconsciously, he wanted to see her drunk.
"Yes, I am Mo Ye." He replied with a light smile, his voice softening unconsciously.
"I... I... Know you?" Her eyes blinked with drunkenness. No more stubbornness and anger in the box before.
With his fingers, he couldn't help touching her eyes. Suddenly, he wanted to hide her gaze, and didn't want her to look at other people with that gaze again.
"Itching..." she murmured, twisting her head, as if trying to shake his fingers away.
His expression moved, and his fingers stroked her short hair, "Do you hate me?" He asked softly, knowing that she was drunk, and she might not even be able to hear what he was asking, but he still couldn't bear it. The place of residence asked.
She hiccuped again, and then fell silent, as if thinking about a problem, or thinking about nothing.
He couldn't help but laugh, what happened to him, it seemed that as long as he was in front of her, he was a little bit unlike himself. He used to ask a woman if he hated himself!
Restarting the car, he drove it back onto the road. In my ears, I heard her intermittently answering, "Why do I... hate you... I like the way you smile... It looks so good..."
She talked laboriously, her cheeks flushed, her apricot eyes were stained with deep drunkenness, her pink lips closed together, she had the innocence and charming of a girl, it was so... charming...
He couldn't help but feel a little startled, and the car nearly ran into the car ahead. I never knew that a woman would make him feel so beautiful, so beautiful that he even had an impulsive impulse, wanting to possess her, wanting to get her, wanting to occupy all her emotions, anger, sorrow, and... All eyes.
This kind of thought came so suddenly, but so geographically natural!
So, he was really moved by her!
Did not send her back to the dormitory as she was drunk last time. This time, he drove the car and parked at the door of the most luxurious five-star hotel in city B.
When the parking little brother watched Xiao Moye lift a drunk woman out of the car, he couldn't recover for a long time. He knew that Young Master Xiao had a presidential suite here for a long time, but he never brought a woman back overnight on weekdays!
Could it be that this is a precedent? !
Just because most of the woman's face was buried in Xiao Moye's arms, the parking brother couldn't see what the other party looked like.
Xiao Moye hugged Chu Huan into the elevator. As soon as he entered the elevator, Chu Huan, who was originally asleep, suddenly frowned and mumbled uncomfortably, "Uncomfortable... Um..."
"Just bear it, you will get out of the elevator in a while." He whispered softly, with a gentleness that he didn't even notice.
Who is this whispering for
For whom is this kind of tenderness!
Who could have imagined that Xiao Moye, who had never been moved by women in City B, would talk to this woman like this now.
Xiao Moye couldn't think of it, and Chu Huan, who was drunk, was even more unexpected.
After getting out of the elevator and entering the room, Chu Huan couldn't help but vomit, vomiting Xiao Moye all over.
Xiao Moye frowned slightly, but first wiped off the stains on Chu Huan's mouth with a tissue, and then took off the vomited clothes and threw them on the floor of the room casually, and then put her in the main bedroom. **.
After vomiting, her brows were finally no longer knotted, and her expression seemed a lot more comfortable.
Xiao Moye bent over and looked at Chu Huan who seemed to be asleep and awake. His dark eyes were puzzled. He is like a statue, maintaining a covered posture, motionless, and she, with her eyes closed, seems to be muttering something in her mouth, just a broken and vague voice, no one can hear what she is saying. what.