Chapter 137 (2/2)

She seems to wake up, but still with a bit drunk, confused to look at the man with his back, as if it was really him, but he, really care about her?

Stretching out his hand to trace the outline of his handsome face, Mo Yanrui only felt itchy, ”are you awake?”

”Burp...” She belched, drinking heavily, and then said, ”yes.”

Realizing that she was falling, Mo Yanrui put his hands on Mu Qingxuan's buttocks and raised the tone, ”how do you go to drink when you have nothing to do?”

For a long time, Mo Yanrui didn't get her response because she was drunk.

The woman on the back suddenly slapped him on the shoulder. Mo Yanrui was stunned and asked, ”what's the matter?”

”Well, well!” Mu Qingxuan doesn't speak. She just keeps beating him on the back. Mo Yanrui puts her down. The woman who just came down from her back has a tumult in her stomach. She doesn't find the right direction and spits directly on Mo Yanrui's shoes.

He was startled. He stepped back a few steps, looked at the eyelid shoes in disgust, and then glanced at the woman squatting on the ground and vomit. His eyebrows were filled with unhappiness.

After walking five kilometers, he finally got home. In the middle of the night, Mo Yanrui didn't dare to knock on Xu Yahui's door. He carried Mu Qingxuan back to his apartment and put her on the bed. Mo Yanrui's back was sore.

This guy is not heavy, but it's tiring to carry him back for five kilometers.

Panting Mo Yanrui took a bath. As soon as he came out, he smelled the bad smell of wine on the woman. He helped her put on her pajamas and wiped her body with warm water to make her more comfortable.

Mo Yanrui was very careful in every move, for fear that it would disturb her.

”Mo Yanrui...” Mu Qingxuan whispered, and Mo Yanrui, with a smile, slowly approached his ear, ”ah Rui...”In my heart, this is his most extravagant title. I didn't expect to hear it after she was drunk. However, even if it was said by borrowing wine, he was still very happy.

She just wanted to put the towel back into the bathroom, but her arm was held by her. She opened her eyes in a daze. She was really drunk, and her smart eyes became ethereal, like a pool of invisible spring water.

”Qingxuan, you are drunk.” Looking at her white cheeks dyed with red, neat hair is also scattered, fade spotless temperament, but it adds a bit of charm, people can't stop.

Mu Qingxuan tilts her head and looks at the man in front of her with a charming smile. Her little hand holds him tightly, ”don't go.” Simple and short three words, but with a little coquettish tone because of intoxication.

This is her second time to get drunk. The last time she got drunk was five years ago. After that time, she was very happy. Thinking about it, Mo Yanrui suddenly grabbed her waist and pressed her back under her, ”Qingxuan.” His deep voice is a little hoarse, like deliberately suppressing desire, looking down at the shy woman, ”if you are sober, I...”

This is also a surprise for Mo Yanrui. Mu Qingxuan hooks his neck, kisses his thin lips and attacks.

”You provoked me first...”

Mo Yanrui gently said this sentence, turning the passive into the active, and probing the tip of his tongue again and again.

The transparent moonlight outside the window shines on the mottled shadow of the trees, casting a shadow. The two bodies are integrated into a beautiful room