This was also the first time that Jing Ling drank so much wine. Jing Ling kept holding Wen Momo's waist and burying herself in her arms. At first, she acted calmly, but after a while, her head nodded a few times. , Wen Momo suddenly felt a little itchy, and subconsciously wanted to push Jing Ling away, but she couldn't, so she could only discuss with Jing Ling in a low voice, "Brother... don't move."
When Jing Ling heard her words, she really calmed down and just held her waist and didn't move any more.
Wen Momo carefully stretched out her little hand, touched Jing Ling's head, and asked softly: "Brother, can we go back?"
Jing Ling lay in her arms and let out a short "hmm".
With his permission, Wen Momo carefully helped him up, but Jing Ling was probably really drunk. When Wen Momo helped him up, Jing Ling himself was a little shaky and unsteady.
Wen Momo finally helped him up, and Jing Ling pressed her little hand again and fell down. The two of them fell to the ground unexpectedly, but Jing Ling was drunk and subconsciously protected her back. He hugged her back and didn't hurt her from the fall.
But even so, Wen Momo still clearly felt her chest sink when he pressed on her. She opened her eyes and looked at Jing Ling, who was pressing on her and panting. Jing Ling's cold and beautiful face was stained. She was slightly drunk, but her purple eyes as deep as stars were slightly squinted, and she was deeply and slightly drunk, looking at Wen Momo under her directly.
For him, he saw what he saw directly.
She has a very beautiful and cute little face. Her eyes are clean, black and clear. There are thin beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She seems to be frightened by him. Her lips are small and as delicate as cherries. He just Lowering his head slightly, he smelled the sweet scent of the girl. If he got closer, he could kiss her mouth.
But what he didn't know was that Wen Momo's dark eyes were opening wider and wider. She looked at Jing Ling's deep and drunken purple eyes, her thin lips lightly pursed, her Adam's apple rolling, and her slowly lowered lips. The beautiful neckline is so sexy that it takes your breath away...
Even, his long fingers protecting her back slowly followed the line of her back along with his slow and hot breathing, and landed on her waist, stroking gently.
His thin lips moved down.
Wen Momo panicked and stretched out her little hand to press his warm thin lips. Her eyes were wide open with such clear eyes, looking at him a little uneasily but stubbornly, but she refused to let Jing Ling kiss her.
Jing Ling's lips were pressed against the back of her white and tender hand, and she wanted to kiss her. Wen Momo couldn't stop it with one hand, so she stretched out her other hand to press her mouth, and continued to look at Jing Ling stubbornly.
Jing Ling opened his mouth slightly and said a few words on the back of her hand, but he didn't sound clear as he was holding her hand.
Seeing this, Wen Momo nervously withdrew the little hand pressing his lips.
Jing Ling seemed to have finally regained consciousness. She looked at the person in her arms, who looked cute and soft no matter where she looked. The more she looked at it, the more she fell in love with it, and the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to take a bite.
Jing Ling's Adam's apple clenched slightly, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"Brother... Even if you are sad, why did you accept Miss Song's sachet?" Wen Momo felt extremely aggrieved when she thought of this.
Although she is stupid, she also knows that she should not accept sachets from the opposite sex easily. She understands the truth, but she doesn't believe that her brother will not understand.
But in fact, the fact is that her brother not only accepted the sachet, but also didn't even explain a word to her... Her brother was so indifferent to her last night, Wen Momo didn't feel that the matter had just passed...
Maybe my brother wouldn't feel that much, but the person who was wronged was Momo herself.
She went to see her brother with great expectations, just to get a compliment from Brother Jingling, but what she got was cold treatment and expulsion from her brother who turned a blind eye...
Wen Momo felt so wronged when she thought of this matter. How could she give up so easily
And... Wen Momo couldn't help but start thinking wildly now. She only had to think that Miss Song Fei might have given the sachet to Brother Jing Ling before she died. Wen Momo only had to think of what Brother Jing Ling might have promised her. , From then on, Brother Jingling could never forget her, and Wen Momo felt extremely uncomfortable.
Where can I kiss Brother Jing Ling without any distractions like before...
In Wen Momo's opinion, a kiss must be considered a kiss when both people are thinking only of each other.
If Brother Jingling is thinking about other people and other things, even if Wen Momo likes Brother Jingling very much, she would rather not kiss Brother Jingling.
However, when Jing Ling heard Wen Momo's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he blinked his eyelashes slightly as if he was confused. He stared at the person under him quietly, his voice was still very hoarse, "What? Sachet?"
Wen Momo suddenly became even more angry, her eyes turned red, and she said angrily: "Didn't my brother collect the sachet last night? I even saw that my brother accidentally dropped it on the ground!"
So Jing Ling frowned slightly. He thought about it in his groggy mind for a long time, and finally remembered something. He frowned and said, "Miss Song entrusted me to give it to a friend of hers. She said she didn't have it." If you find a way to get out, let me hand it over on your behalf."
Wen Momo looked at Jing Ling blankly, her eyes slowly turning, thinking about Jing Ling's words slowly. It took her a while to figure out what she was doing, her face became redder and redder, and she opened her mouth slightly. Xiaozui whispered, "Really?"
"I'll take you to see that person tomorrow."
His tone was calm and determined, which actually made Wen Momo feel guilty. She quickly shook her head and was finally willing to take her little hands off her body, but she mumbled pettyly: "But brother was very cold last night, obviously... Mo Mo did nothing wrong..."
"It's my fault..." Jing Ling looked down at her and spoke in a low voice, feeling very guilty for Wen Momo, "I shouldn't just care about the patient or my own bad mood, and then ignore Momo."
Wen Momo identified him one by one, feeling extremely aggrieved: "You are still cruel Momo!"
Jing Ling held her little fingers, lowered her head and kissed them one by one. Her lips were warm and soft, "I was wrong."
Wen Momo blushed hard when he kissed her with his fingers.
She didn't know why she was so hopeless the moment she met Brother Jingling. She had obviously promised her mother not to talk to him again yesterday, but...
At this moment, the two of them fell to the ground and hugged each other...
(End of chapter)