Yi Haoxian smiled, withdrew his hand, and took the lead in sitting on the chair opposite him.
Sitting face to face, why is Mu Shuing a little uncomfortable?
Perhaps she had guessed halfway through the reason for meeting tonight.
I couldn't find out anything from her, and that person took action in person.
Perhaps the afternoon attack has not recovered yet, Mu Shuiling felt his whole body floating and his strength was completely useless.
In order not to let Mosjue see the change, Mu Shuiling lowered his head, picked up the red wine in front of him, and drank it in big mouthfuls.
The atmosphere around seemed very strange, and Xu Wenqian was eased throughout the whole process.
quiet……
The first time I have seen such a quiet dinner, so quiet that I can even hear the sound of my heartbeat.
I regretted coming here, but now this situation is not allowed to leave first.
Looking up, I suddenly ran into Yi Haoxian's eyes, and his sharp eyes seemed to see through her at a glance.
Her condition has not yet fully recovered, and the person who knows that the love-forgotten insects in her body can only sit opposite her and look at her guilty person with a casual look——
Yi Haoxian!
The words made her feel uneasy.
He picked up the red wine in front of him again, raised his head and drank it with his eyes closed.
She doesn't like the smell of wine, but now she closes her eyes and endures her hard drink.
In less than three cups, she could feel the world shaking.
'thump'---
Unable to hold on for a moment, Mu Shuing fell head-on in Mosjue's arms, muttering constantly, "Jue, let's go home..."
As for how she returned to the villa, she didn't know.
When Moscow was carried back to the bed, her consciousness became a little clearer.
"Jue, don't leave." In the darkness, seeing that the shadow was about to leave, Mu Shuiling grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, "Jue, don't leave, accompany me."
The shadow returned again, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Baby, you're drunk."
"I don't!" Mu Shuing denies it, rubbing back and forth like a kitten in Mosjue's arms, "Jue, I want to stay by your side, forever..."
"I will hold your hand and not let go."
A mouthful of heat sprayed on her face. With the moonlight, she looked at Mosjue's flawless handsome face, reached out to stroke it, and suddenly her nose turned red, "Jue, is it good that Mrs. Mo is the only one in my life?"
Forgive her selfishness. At this moment, she just wants to take Moss for herself.
She wanted to be Mrs. Mo, the only one.
"You are the only one who has this qualification."
Holding Moscow, tears gushed out, choking and speechless.
She could clearly feel death was approaching. But she didn't want to leave this man at all. This man who pampers everywhere and indulges her everywhere!
People always become greedy when facing death, and she is no exception.
"Jue, if I'm gone one day..."
"Baby, you're drunk!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mosjue's tough tone, "Stay for a while."
Is she drunk? Maybe.
But what people say when they are drunk is the most real.
She should not leave completely, at least, have memories of the two!
Reach your hand, unbutton the buttons of your jacket, and slowly unbutton it...
He looked up and saw a hazy mist in his eyes, "Jue, I want me."
(I have been busy with my cousin’s wedding these days and haven’t updated the article, so the article was pushed to the 24th and will be updated tomorrow. The next chapter is rude, and I will just mention it if no one left a message.)