He was forced to go down, and the latter wriggled his lips and said dissatisfied: "Don't take the car, let's just walk like this, okay?"
The latter's eyes were half-opened, looking like he was about to wake up.
Huo Shaoyan couldn't help but laugh, "But you are very heavy," he was telling a lie. The person in his arms was so light that she barely weighed much, and her thin backbone was bruised.
"I don't care, I don't care!" She coquettishly shrank further into his arms, "I'm going to leave, I don't want to take the car, I'm going to leave..."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you!" He finally gave in, hugged her sideways and walked in the other direction.
"Then I want you to carry me on your back!" She pouted in a somewhat successful manner. Her eyes were still half-closed, and her forehead was red as if cooked.
"You!" He was a little surprised at how cute she looked after being drunk, and couldn't help but laugh. He put her down, half-supported her unsteady body, and pointed to his back, "If you can come up by yourself, it's better for me to carry you up on my back!"
The next moment, his body swayed, and she had jumped on his back, her hands naturally wrapped around his neck, and her legs were wrapped around his waist, as stable as a flexible monkey. It seemed that this action, she
very familiar.
"Shaoyan, do you know why I want you to carry me?" She buried her cheek in his back and faltered.
"Huh?" In the bitingly cold night, he tightened his coat around her body and walked with her like a fool, walking down the street, braving the biting cold wind, but not complaining at all.
.
"You smell like daddy." He seemed to be able to predict that the corners of the latter's mouth would curl up, falling into memories of the past. "When I was a child, my dad was like this, carrying me on his back..." Her voice
He lowered his head, and a slight sob came from behind, meeting the whistling night wind.
He took a deep breath with difficulty and exhaled deeply, "It's all over, Mo Zheng, it's all over."
"Huo Shaoyan, do you like Liang Muchi?"
"Do you still like her now?" He was still thinking about what kind of conversation to comfort her, but she jumped to the topic.
He was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips, "No, it's over a long time ago. She and I are over it." In his heart, letting go means letting go. What can't be let go, even if it hurts, you must.
Give up.
"Liar!" She pouted, with a hint of jealousy, "You said you don't like her? If you don't like her, why do you still use Hongdou's ringtone? If you don't like her, why do you still keep hers?
photo!"
It seemed that when she was drunk, she was more loyal to her inner thoughts, "Huo Shaoyan, you still love her."
"If it weren't for me, you would marry her, right? Am I hindering your happiness, Huo Shaoyan, am I-"
His steps stopped, and his heart was beating wildly, uncontrollably, as if it was trying to break free from his chest.
The surprise was greater than anything else. He patiently coaxed the person behind him, "Su Mozheng, tell me, have you fallen in love with me too?"
She shook her head to get rid of the heavy illusion, half-closed her eyes and asked drowsily: "I am asking you now, you must answer me first!"
He never thought that she would be so cute when she was drunk, so he coaxed her carefully, "I will change the ringtone on my phone later, delete the photos, and delete everything about Liang Muchi.
Do you think it’s okay?”
"Hmm... um..." She shook her head, looking confused, and rubbed uneasily on his back.
Huo Shaoyan couldn't pay too much attention at the moment. He only wanted to get the answer he wanted, so he continued to coax carefully, "Tell me, Su Mozheng, tell me, you have fallen in love with me too, haven't you?"
A wave of nausea surged up in his chest and abdomen, and rushed to his throat, coming quickly and violently.
She frowned and pushed Huo Shaoyan's body, "Put it down, put me down!"
"What's wrong with you?" Her expression changed for a moment without missing his eyes.
"Put it down, put me down! Uh-" There was a lump in her throat, and the smell of alcohol mixed with the disgusting taste came into her throat.
With a sound of "Wow-", she couldn't hold it back and vomited on his coat.
The pungent smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of vomit hit Huo Shaoyan's nostrils.
He turned around, not paying attention to his image or clothes, but looking at her anxiously, "Mo Zheng, Su Mo Zheng?"
After the latter vomited and felt comfortable, he hung it on his neck, closed his eyes, slightly opened his lips, and clicked his tongue a few times, as if he had already fallen asleep.
Huo Shaoyan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't ask anything, but he spat all over him.
The sun was three high, the sun was shining all over the place, coming through the cracks in the simple windows.
On the big mahogany bed, the beauty was sleeping soundly.
"Hmm..." She blinked her eyelashes a few times, and the fatigue all over her body made Su Mozheng groan.
He couldn't help but touch his forehead with his palm, then blinked his eyelashes lightly, and slowly opened his sleepy eyes.
"Where is this?" The hangover headache made her pinch the bridge of her nose and slowly get up from the bed. Everything in front of her, the big mahogany bed, the old brass spittoon, the dressing table, the rosewood chair and the red doors and windows, made her think of a warning.
The bell rang, and he jumped out of bed.
"I'm at Huo's house!" After jumping up, a feeling of dizziness came over her, and she fell back on the bed exhausted.
Everything about last night slowly reverberated in her mind. The more Su Mozheng thought about it, the more panicked she became. Did she not do anything? Or did she say something to Huo Shaoyan?
It was also her fault that she was depressed and panicked yesterday. When she heard Liang Muchi's name and thought of their past, she couldn't bear it and drank so much wine. Su Mozheng bit her finger and didn't dare to think about it again. It seemed that,
Shaoyan should know everything!
"Su Mozheng, you can't keep your temper!" She patted her forehead hard, changed out of her pajamas, and went out dressed neatly. She wasn't worried that Huo Shaoyan would change the clothes.
He was a gentleman, she always trusted him.
She walked out of the room and walked along the corridor. Aunt Wan was coming out of the main room with a basin of water. She heard the sound and looked towards her, "Miss, you're awake. Are you hungry? I'll heat up breakfast."
"The young master has already left. He has given instructions. If the young lady wakes up, take the pills beside the bed, saying she will feel better."
As if she could guess what she wanted to ask, Aunt Wan spoke first.
Breakfast! Su Mozheng quickly raised her wrist to look at the clock on her wrist, which pointed to ten o'clock. She actually slept so late!
While Su Mozheng's cheeks were burning, she thought again of Liang Mushi's provocation yesterday, "Why, you don't dare to come to see me?" She clenched her fists tightly and said to Aunt Wan: "Aunt Wan, I want to
Go out, don’t count me in for lunch.” After saying that, without waiting for Aunt Wan’s response, she quickly turned around and trotted towards the west wing.
It's strange, how could she, Su Mozheng, be afraid of Liang Muchi? She was not afraid of Bai Xinhui, so how could she be afraid of her?