"No need to say anything, just have a few drinks with me!" Qi Yu wanted to get drunk. Maybe when he got drunk, he would forget about that woman, and maybe he would forget about his heartache.
"For a woman to be like this, I really don't know if it's worth it or not." Looking at him, "Brother, if you like her, just like her. Admit that there is something wrong in your heart, but you still have to make yourself like this."
"It's not that simple." Qi Yu sneered. If he wanted Mo Qingying, he could have her, and she had to be willing. That woman was afraid because she had been hurt. Because of fear, she chose to avoid him.
He poured wine into the empty wine glass for him, "It's not that complicated. The woman you want can go directly to her, and you can just wait for the raw rice to be cooked."
He still wants to cook the rice before it is cooked? If he wants her, she will avoid him too!
"Don't mention it." That woman will only make him angry.
He said nothing more and drank with him. No matter how good his drinking capacity was, Qi Yu could not tolerate drinking wine as if it were water.
Qi Yu leaned on the sofa. He was so drunk that he was half leaning on the armrest of the sofa. "I'll take you back!" He said helplessly. This was the first time in his history that he had seen her so drunk.
"Ying'er, Ying'er..." Qi Yu murmured.
He helped him get into the car. Fortunately, he knew the address of Mo's villa.
Mo Qingying leaned on the sofa, because Qi Yu's sudden appearance at night made her confused. She just leaned on the sofa and looked out the window. The quiet night gave her an unprecedented emptiness.
The doorbell ringing in the middle of the night was particularly harsh. Mo Qingying's heart suddenly felt as if something had hit her, and she went downstairs wearing her nightgown.
"Sister-in-law Lan, who is it so late?" Mo Qingying came over.
"Third Miss, there is a gentleman with Master Qi San at the door." Mrs. Lan turned to look at Mo Qingying.
"Then I'll go out and take a look." It's so late, why are the two of them here?
As soon as he saw Mo Qingying come out, it was like seeing a savior, "Miss Mo San, Qi Yu is drunk and keeps calling your name. Do you think you can let him go in and sit for a while?"
He didn't want to ask Mo Qingying to send them both back again.
Mo Qingying opened the door of the villa and let the two of them in. When they entered the living room, Mo Xinhong also got up.
"Ying'er, who is this person in the middle of the night?" Mo Xinhong took a closer look, "It's Qi Yu, why did you drink too much?"
"Uncle, hello, I'm saying hello politely.
"It's okay, Mrs. Lan, let's go make a cup of tea." Mo Xinhong glanced at Qi Yu, who was completely drunk.
The task was completed, and he had to leave quickly, "No, uncle, it's already very late now, I'll bother you another day." As soon as he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
Mo Qingying glanced at Qi Yu and said, "Dad, go to bed quickly! It's very late now. I'll help him go to the guest room upstairs to rest."
Mo Xinhong had no objection and asked Mrs. Lan to help Qi Yu go upstairs.
"Qi Yu, can you still go upstairs by yourself?" she asked softly in his ear.
Qi Yu didn't respond and kept leaning on him. Mo Qingying had no choice but to help him up. Sister Lan wanted to help, but Qi Yu reached out and threw him away, and his arms directly wrapped around her slender waist.
Mo Qingying frowned and said, "Sister-in-law Lan, you go to bed and I will help him up." Does this man act like this when he is drunk?
Mo Qingying struggled to help Qi Yu to the second floor and walked towards another guest room, but Qi Yu refused and insisted on walking towards her room.
"Qi Yu!" Is Qi Yu drunk like this? Mo Qingying doubted it.
Mo Qingying was pressed heavily by him, but even though Qi Yu was drunk, he was still stronger than her.
Qi Yu was actually drunk, but the familiar fragrance was unique to Ying'er, and he was even more intoxicated by her charming body fragrance.
Mo Qingying's support on his body was already heavy enough. As the two of them pulled and pulled, they both fell towards the big bed in the room at the same time.
"Qi Yu, you..." Mo Qingying wanted to push him away, but his two long legs clamped her legs hard, and his long arms were stretched across her waist.
"Qi Yu, let go!" Mo Qingying wanted to pull his arms away, but instead she was held tighter by him.
Mo Qingying finally had to stop struggling and couldn't listen to the drunk man anymore.
"Ying'er, Ying'er, I miss you so much." Qi Yu murmured in her ear.
Listening to her murmurs and the strong smell of alcohol reaching the tip of her nose, she lost her mind. What should she do?
If Qi Yu always wants to be like this, how should she face him? How should she face Qi Hao?
When she was in love, she also secretly shed tears for him. Now, she was planning to let him go. However, when she saw him, she still felt a sore nose and couldn't help but shed tears.
In this life, how much has she changed and how much has she given up for Qi Yu? What else should she do?
Just leaning in his arms, even if he was suppressing her like this, she was still attached to this kind of arms.
Qi Yu opened his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar room, and then looked down at the person in his arms. He drank too much, why did he come to Ying'er?
Only the bedside lamp emitted a dim yellow light in the whole room. Qi Yu stood up slightly and reached out to touch her face, but felt a stream of wet tears. She was crying? Why was she crying? She didn't want to see him.
Or is it because of something else?
Qi Yu sat up, pulled the loose skirt of her nightgown, and put her on the bed. Although she was already very light, Mo Qingying still woke up.
Mo Qingying rubbed her groggy eyes, "You're awake, are you okay? Do you have a headache?" she asked one after another.
"You care about me?" Qi Yu looked at her, and a feeling of warmth came to his heart.
"You're drunk." Mo Qingying stood in front of him, but one step away from him.
Qi Yu raised his lips and smiled, "So you take me in?" She was not very cruel to him, and she could take him in even when he was drunk.
"Now that you're sober, I'll take you to the guest room!" Mo Qingying walked towards the door, but was pulled back by Qi Yu.
"No need, it's just fine as before." Qi Yu took her to the bed, but he still held her tightly.
Mo Qingying pressed her back against his solid chest, feeling his heartbeat. He was always so domineering.
"Don't you feel that you are living a happy life when I'm not here these days? Huh?" Qi Yu knew that she hadn't slept, and she wouldn't feel at ease with him around.
Mo Qingying actually didn't want to answer, but Qi Yu didn't want to let her go at all.
"Why don't you answer me? Are you asleep?" Qi Yu's hand that was originally around her waist gradually moved up and covered her softness.
"Qi Yu, you gangster!" Mo Qingying turned sideways, but because of too much force, her forehead hit his forehead hard.