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Chapter 1090 Drunk
The strange thing is that, ignoring the ambiguous atmosphere, he really just took her for a simple dinner.
During this period, the communication between the two was at the employer and bodyguard level.
Mu Qingyan took this opportunity to raise a question that had been on her mind for a long time: "Why didn't you bring the people around you when you came to Jiangcheng? Those are the bodyguards."
"Too lazy to bring it."
"Then whydon't you take your son?"
"I asked him, but he didn't want to come and said he wanted to stay at home with his mother."
Hearing this, Mu Qingyan was very moved, but also very disappointed. Tongtong was so good and obedient, but she couldn't be by his side to take care of him.
She is an unfit mother.
He observed her reaction calmly, noticing her emotional loss, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes.
Then he picked up the wine on the side and poured her a glass, "If nothing else, today is a celebration, let's drink."
Mu Qingyan sighed inwardly, and without thinking much, she raised her head and drank the glass of wine.
This wine was a bit strong, Mu Qingyan didn¡¯t expect it, and she coughed for a long time after drinking it.
In order to breastfeed Tangtang, she had hardly had any alcohol for more than a year. Now that she suddenly drank it, it was still so strong that it burned all the way from her throat to her stomach.
Mo Yuchen did have her own purpose for today's meal, but she didn't expect her drinking capacity to be so much worse than before.
Previously, he deliberately asked the waiter to prescribe high-alcohol foreign wine and decided to get people drunk tonight, but seeing that she was suffering from coughing, he quickly handed her a glass of warm white wine.
After drinking a whole cup, Mu Qingyan finally recovered.
"I thought you would have a good drinking capacity." He said quietly.
Mu Qingyan also felt embarrassed. In the past, she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
No one who is a good drinker is willing to admit that he is a bad drinker.
Facing the man¡¯s scrutinizing gaze, she could only say: ¡°It¡¯s been too long since I drank.¡±
He continued and asked: "So you were a good drinker before?"
"kindness."
"Then drink some more and you'll get used to it." He said, picked up the wine bottle and poured her another half glass of wine.
Mu Qingyan felt the same way, but this time she learned the lesson and didn't drink in small sips like she did just now.
The two of them drank two bottles of high-purity wine.
When she left the hotel, her face looked normal, but her steps were a little weak.
She felt her face was hot, but when she touched it with her hand, the temperature was not as high as she thought.
Mu Qingyan put the back of her hand on her forehead, and it took her a while to realize what she was doing. It was probably because of the mask she was wearing.
Now this is not her real skin.
Mo Yuchen took her home. When the car parked in the garage, he turned to look at her.
She closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep, but her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking of something unhappy.
Mo Yuchen stretched out his hand, touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, and rubbed gently, not stopping until she stretched there.
He just looked at her for a long time, and after an unknown amount of time, he got out of the car, walked over to her, opened the door and took her out.
Before her hands touched her, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked around in a daze, her eyes gradually returning to clarity.
"Are you here?" Her voice was low and soft after she had just woken up. Even though her voice had changed, it was still the same as before.
At that time, every time at the end, when she was exhausted, she would look at him with eyes covered with tears, hold his neck and beg for mercy, and then after it was over, she would start to accuse him of all kinds of dissatisfaction, saying that he was intemperate. He said he was using too much force, and when he got very angry, he would kick his calves with his feet.
The erotic scenes from the past flashed through his mind. The man's throat tightened and his eyes darkened a bit.
The air is a bit hot.
Mu Qingyan realized in hindsight that before she could notice the strange look in his eyes, she saw him take two steps back.
His voice was low and hoarse: "We're here, come down."
"oh."
She unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, watched him lock the car door, and then followed him into the house.
Mu Qingyan seemed fine on the surface, but her brain was heavy and she couldn't move.
She walked to the sofa and sat down, then stared at the floor motionless, her eyes gradually becoming dull.
Mo Yuchen saw that she was drunk, but not completely drunk, so he asked coaxingly: "What do you want to drink? Are you still drinking? Two days ago, Qiao Shi??I took two bottles of the army's own brew. Do you want to try it? "
It sounded very innovative, Mu Qingyan nodded: "Okay."
Mo Yuchen continued to bring wine and cups, and the two of them clinked them one cup at a time.
During this period of time, he took care of her, changed the dressing frequently, and used good medicine. Therefore, her wound recovered very quickly and was already 80% to 90% healed, so she was not worried that drinking would cause any harm to her wound. Bad reaction.
This time, the mask could not suppress the rosy color of Mu Qingyan's cheeks. She looked at the wine glass in her hand and saw it had a double image. She licked her glossy red lips and put the glass down unsteadily, "No more, I can't drink." ¡±
"There's still a little left." Mo Yuchen looked at the half bottle of wine left and lied with his eyes wide open.
He drank about the same amount as she did, but his eyes were deep and clear, and he wasn't even drunk at all.
"I really can't drink anymore." Mu Qingyan's mind was confused. She looked at the man in front of her and forgot her current identity. She thought she was back in Jiangcheng and said coquettishly to him: "I'm so sleepy. I Want sleep."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Mo Yuchen stood up and stretched out his arms to hug her up.
She obediently hugged his neck and buried her face in his chest. The hot breath she exhaled was intertwined with the heat radiating from his body.
In the bedroom, the air is hot and dry.
He put her on the bed, smelling the smell of alcohol on her body, and wanted to get up to find some clean clothes for her to change into, but as soon as he stood up, her arms were wrapped around her waist.
Seeing that he was about to leave, she stood up from the bed, tightened her arms and hugged him tightly, with surprising strength, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.
She didn¡¯t say anything, she just held him like this, resting her forehead on his abdomen.
Mo Yuchen put his hand on her forearm, feeling her smooth skin, the temperature was hotter than hers.
After a long time, he said: "Qingyan."
"Yes." She responded dully, just one word, but with a strong cry.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he felt hot liquid soaking into his abdomen through his clothes.
she cried.
Mo Yuchen's heart was beating hard. He touched her chin with his hand, then gently but firmly raised her face, lowered his head to look at her. He looked into her red eyes and asked, "Why are you crying? "
She sobbed twice, looked at him sadly and apologized: "I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?"
She didn¡¯t dare to say it, she just shook her head and continued: ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡±
"Mu Qingyan." He called her softly, his calm voice full of solemnity: "I don't want to hear I'm sorry."
She lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. Her hands changed from hugging him to tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, looking humble and persistent.
She kept apologizing to him, saying "I'm sorry" repeatedly, and finally said: "I didn't mean it."
Mo Yuchen¡¯s throat rolled up and down, and he looked up at the ceiling lamp. The gorgeous light deeply pierced his eyes, and there was deep helplessness in his dark eyes.
He can never do anything to her.
Mu Qingyan raised her head and vaguely looked at the man's delicate jaw, feeling uneasy in her heart. This feeling was like a spider web, densely covering her heart, covering her whole body.
Alcohol released the emotions she had suppressed for two years.
He will not want her.
She was so afraid that he would not want her.
Reality and dreams were intertwined, and her eyes were blurred. She thought of the past for a while, and then thought of the dream that night.
He shook off her hand and walked straight to the other woman. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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