Mo Xiaobai said, "Little girl, you are not good. You told me not to take photos of my beauties. He will feel inferior if he doesn't take photos of me."
Mo Yao was embarrassed, and the little girl hesitated for a while, then silently handed a group photo to Mo Xiaobai, and then stated very innocently that there was no negative.
That was a group photo that Mo Xiaobai was very satisfied with.
Mo Xiaobai signed at the side, and Mo Yao looked at him from the side. He liked Mo Yao's demeanor at this moment. There was a bit of warm doting in the seriousness, just like in the past, his eyes seemed as if he was his only light.
Such an artistic photo, Mo Xiaobai accepted it with satisfaction, gave the little girl a pure hug, and kissed her cheek. The little girl was so excited that she fell down, and screamed as she was about to fall down.
The happy atmosphere lasted until about three o'clock in the morning. Mo Xiaobaijiu had been drunk, names had been signed, and people were lazily lying on the sofa to rest. The young men and women were still singing and dancing, but the music on the dance floor had changed.
, everyone dances tango together, and men who don’t have a female partner dance with a man. They don’t know that men can dance so beautifully with men.
Tonight is tango night.
Mo Xiaobai drank too much and felt dizzy. He lay softly on the sofa and pretended to be dead. He stared at Mo Yao with a somewhat shallow look. He slept openly on Mo Yao's lap. Mo Yao thought for a while and patted his face.
.
"drunk?"
"Not drunk!" Mo Xiaobai chuckled, his phoenix eyes half-opened and half-closed with sparkling light, extremely magnificent, like the most beautiful amber, which made Mo Yao's heart skip a beat and his heart became much softer.
"Go back when you're drunk." Mo Yao said. Mo Xiaobai slowly straightened up and yawned gracefully. Finally satisfied, Mo Yao took him out of the bar. He drank and naturally couldn't drive.
Mo Yao threw him into the passenger seat and helped him fasten his seat belt.
He has a very good memory. Although he has only been there once, he has already memorized the address of the Mo family. It only takes a few dozen minutes to drive from the bar. He arrived in a short time. Mo Xiaobai's sexy sports car roared to a stop at the gate of the castle.
In addition, infrared scanned the car to confirm it was safe, and the door opened. Mo Yao had to sigh, it was really a modern design and no bodyguards were needed.
It is confirmed that it is Mo Yao and Mo Xiaobai, there is no problem with their safety.
"We're home." Mo Yao unbuckled his seat belt. Mo Xiaobai slept as comfortably as a dead pig with a silly smile on his lips. Mo Yao sighed and helped him unbuckle his seat belt.
Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes and said, "Brother, brother, I like you so much..."
After saying that, he came over with a bear hug and gave Mo Yao a firm hug. Mo Yao was embarrassed. This man smelled of alcohol, which made him uncomfortable. However, he didn't care about the drunk man. Mo Xiaobai rubbed beside him.
Yao said, "Lend me the car and drive away. You can get in by yourself."
Mo Yao pulled Mo Xiaobai out of the car and went back in. As soon as he started the engine, he heard a thud. When Mo Yao saw that no one was there, he hurriedly opened the door. Mo Xiaobai fell headlong into the flowers and couldn't move.
The night breeze was blowing softly and the moonlight was cool. Mo Yao looked at the man who was motionless among the flowers, and suddenly felt a little distressed. He hurriedly pulled him up, and Mo Xiaobai rubbed his forehead in confusion, "Hey, is it dark?"
Mo Yao had no choice but to pull him up and hug him, "Where is your room?"
Mo Xiaobai was so happy that he almost danced with his hands and feet and pointed upstairs. Mo Yao helped him go upstairs. Mo Chen, Wu Shuang, Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan were all asleep. It was around four o'clock in the morning when people slept the most.
When ripe.
And their rooms were far apart, so they didn't hear anything.
This was Mo Yao's first time in Mo Xiaobai's room. Mo Xiaobai was confused and pointed in the right direction. As soon as the lights were turned on, Mo Yao felt a little embarrassed. The design style of this room was similar to his room, the only difference was that
, there are many photos hanging on the wall, including photos of him and him, and there are also many photos hanging on the bedside. At first glance, it feels very sad. Did he rely on these photos to support him in the year he disappeared?
Mo Xiaobai felt his comfortable bed, jumped over to it, and rolled on the sheets without even taking off his shoes. Mo Yao couldn't stand it, so he took off his shoes for him, patted his head, "Go to the bathroom and wash up."
sleep."
"No!" Mo Xiaobai's voice was a little squeaky and childish, and he actually sang a children's song. Mo Yao couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed that he was really drunk, otherwise how could he sing such a childish children's song.
"Brother, does it sound good?"
"It sounds good!" Mo Yao said, but singing English love songs sounded the best, and he was the most beautiful at that time. He was really like a prince coming out of a fairy tale, which was fascinating.
Mo Xiaobai felt happy, and Mo Yao said, "Go take a bath and go to bed."
Mo Xiaobai sat up and suddenly rushed over to hug Mo Yao from behind, "I want to sleep with my brother."
"You smell like alcohol, get out of here." Mo Yao patted his head. Mo Xiaobai acted coquettishly, but he didn't want to get up. His face was surprisingly hot and pressed against Mo Yao's skin, as if he was also infected.
A little heat.
This bastard is really pushing his limits. Mo Xiaobai has already started to kiss his neck and earlobes. The unusually high temperature makes Mo Yao's body a little weak. Mo Xiaobai kneels behind him, hugs his chest with both hands, and kisses him.
Not ambiguous at all.
Mo Yao was confused. When did such intimacy become so natural?
He couldn't let Mo Xiaobai continue like this, otherwise he would really fall.
Mo Yao held Mo Xiaobai's mischievous hand and said in a deep voice, "Stop, or I'll get angry."
When Mo Xiaobai heard that he would get angry, he stopped obediently. His drunken eyes were filled with a layer of water vapor and became more and more blurred. His eyes were a bit noble, like a noble boy from the past era. Looking at it this way
When he was looking at Mo Yao, he was confused and aggrieved, noble and fragile. It made people want to hold all the treasures in front of him to make him happy. He seemed to feel that he really shouldn't have refused Mo Xiaobai's request.
"Brother, are you angry?"
Mo Yao didn't know how to answer him, so he said with a straight face, "Yes, I'm angry."
Mo Xiaobai scratched his head in distress, as if he couldn't explain why he was angry with Mo Yao. Mo Yao thought he had finally figured it out, but Mo Xiaobai suddenly threw him on the bed and said with a smile, "It's okay to be angry.
Anyway, I won’t be angry with me for a long time..."
"Asshole, get up." Mo Yao felt uncomfortable being pressed by him like this, and his body was stiff. He couldn't help but think of the chaos and passion in the hotel that day. Mo Xiaobai licked his lower lip, "Brother, do you want me?
