Ruan Xin was in a trance, and suddenly she was picked up by him on his back, and she subconsciously strangled his neck. She said in an ice-like voice with a hint of drunkenness, "Put me down."
Mo Zhifei didn't feel pain, but he felt the cold fingers scratching the back of his neck, which felt a little cold and itchy. Mo Zhifei coughed and couldn't help pinching his calf, "Don't Touching randomly!"
Ruan Xin had not yet recovered from the situation on the carriage. Now that she heard Mo Zhifei say this again, and Mo Zhifei even scratched his calf, she was even more stimulated. Ruan Xin's breathing was confused, and she sighed gloomily. Said: "If you don't let me down, I will touch you again!"
Mo Zhifei just thought he was drunk and ignored him, insisting on putting him on the carriage and letting the coachman go back home.
At that time, Ruan Xin didn't know that Mo Zhifei had brought him back to Mo Mansion. When he returned to Mo Mansion, Ruan Xin had already fallen asleep on the couch. He was pressing his hand on his lower abdomen, probably because of stomachache. Relationship.
For the sake of convenience, Mo Zhifei took the person into the house as soon as he got off the car.
At that time, Mrs. Mo was instructing her servants to prepare the young master's favorite dinner. As soon as she walked out of the corridor, she saw Mo Zhifei carrying someone in his arms from a distance. Mrs. Mo couldn't help but be startled, and hurried over to take a look.
But what I didn't expect was that when I walked over, I saw that the person Mo Zhifei was hugging happened to be Lu Xin.
Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Zhifei, who was holding a red-faced and unconscious Zhixin, and smelled the smell of alcohol. Then she looked up at her son, frowned and asked anxiously: "Zhifei... You, what's going on with you? How could you get someone drunk and take him to his house, let his father know about it, and then you have to come and say those unpleasant things again... "
Mrs. Mo became more and more anxious as she spoke, obviously very worried about Mo Zhifei's immature behavior.
Mo Zhifei was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and frowned and glanced at Mrs. Mo and said, "Mother, what are you talking about? He was so drunk that he got drunk and had stomach trouble again. I brought him back just because I wanted him to be well." Take a rest, you don’t know, his family lives over there in the tail alley, so if you send him back like this, he won’t be able to have a good rest.”
When Mrs. Mo heard Mo Zhifei's explanation, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but then she became worried again, "Then why did he drink so well? Did you force him to drink?"
"I..." Mo Zhifei wanted to say no, but after thinking about it, if he hadn't aroused his heart, he wouldn't have been able to drink. Therefore, Mo Zhifei frowned and said, "It's my fault for not thinking about it." He doesn’t know how to drink.”
Mrs. Mo shook her head, sighed and said, "Okay, you send him to the guest room to rest first, and I'll ask the kitchen to make him a bowl of hangover soup."
Mo Zhifei laughed out loud, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, mother!"
Mo Zhifei carried Ran Xin into the guest room and put him on the bed. He helped others take off his shoes, pulled off the quilt and covered him, then sat down on the edge of the bed, still looking at the bed lying on the bed with a frown. The heartache.
Ruan Xin's eyebrows were frowning, her lips were red, and her ears were also red. She seemed to be uncomfortable even in her sleep. You can imagine how painful it was.
Mo Zhifei wanted to help him pull his messy hair, but he stretched out his hand. Thinking of the scene when Ruan Xin couldn't help but kiss his lips on the carriage, his eyes changed slightly. Mo Zhifei frowned and took back his hand. He stood up and went out with a sullen face.
(End of chapter)