The man covered his stomach and rolled away without stopping.
The coldness in Mossen's eyes faded away, and he looked at Song Xi lying on the bar and sighed helplessly.
"What a stupid woman! How can you come to a place like this by yourself?"
He picked up the drunk Song Xi and was about to leave, but the bartender noticed and quickly stopped him.
"Hey, wait a minute, this lady hasn't paid yet."
Mossen took out his wallet and paid the bill, then carried her away.
After stuffing Song Xi into his car, he drove Song Xi back.
Along the way, Song Xi was very honest and slept very soundly. I don't know how much he drank, but the smell of alcohol on his body made people feel very uncomfortable.
Especially for Mawson, the smell was really unpleasant.
Now he just wanted to throw this stupid woman into the bathtub, rub her hard and make her smell delicious.
Judging from her appearance, she has probably been living a very carefree life during the years when he was away.
I don’t know how many times this has happened.
Mo Sen was already upset because she went on a blind date with someone else, and now that she went to the bar alone to party, he became even angrier.
If he could, he really wanted to pick up this stupid woman and give her a beating, but in the end he couldn't bear to do it.
In the past, he was indifferent to her because she didn't understand his feelings, and she always felt a little afraid of him because of this.
Now, he just wants to treat her well with all his heart.
Now he has a shoulder that she can lean on with peace of mind.
He was the one who left without saying goodbye, and he didn't know how to appear in front of her again.
Back at the apartment, Mossen freed one hand, found the key in her bag, then opened the door and carried her in.
Song Xi seemed to know that he had arrived home, and he was revived to full health as soon as he entered the house.
With his eyes drooped, he struggled to get out of Mossen's arms.
Mossen let her go obediently.
"Hmm... burp... where is this? Hmm, this looks so familiar..."
She was burping, poking her face with her hands, and spinning in circles.
She had specially worn a pair of high heels today to match her skirt, but now she was drunk and staggering, and she accidentally sprained her heels.
Just when she was about to fall, Mossen caught her in time.
Mossen fell heavily on his back, and the drunk Song Xi lay on top of him.
"Ugh... stinky shoes... my feet hurt!"
She pursed her lips, supported herself on Mossen's chest with both hands, sat up, and pulled off her high heels and threw them out.
Mo Sen was about to sit up when Song Xi suddenly pounced back.
Her whole body was pressed against his, and a flushed little face was close to his.
The drunken eyes looked at Mossen's face in a vague way.
"Stupid woman..."
As soon as Mossen spoke, a pair of hands attacked his face.
Song Xi curiously poked his face with her index finger: "Hey... you... look like him..."
She murmured.
"Him?" Mossen was stunned.
"Are you him?" She moved her face closer.
"I… "
"No, no..." Song Xi interrupted him again, "No, no..."
Song Xi's head suddenly rested on his chest, chattering like a child.
“I’m drunk… yeah… drunk…”
"Hiccup... Otherwise, how could I see him?"
Mossen raised his hand distressedly and gently stroked her back.
"He is a heartless person!" Song Xi suddenly changed his tone, "He eats my food, uses my things, lives in my house, and in the end I can't find him!"