Chapter 45

Mo Shibei sneered, his eyes were aggressive: "I can't see that you care so much about my private affairs, eh?"

After listening for a while, he stood up and became a peacemaker: "brother, we just don't want to ask. Don't worry about it."

Mo Shibei's eyes fell on him coldly. Suddenly, he didn't have the nature of speaking. He walked inside with a straight face.

Mo Xiao looked at his back behind him, his hands hanging on his side could not help clenching into a fist.

Upstairs into the bedroom, saw Su Murong sitting at the table with the computer, he went to pat her on the head, voice some low: "accompany me to drink."

Suddenly beaten, Su Murong held his head unhappily, looked back at his uncertain eyes, and swallowed any complaints.

Mo Shibei likes to drink, or drink when he's bored. Many people do, and they like to relieve their worries.

So he specially prepared a wine cabinet in Mo's house. He went to open the cabinet, glanced at it at will, took out two bottles of whisky and put them into her arms. Then he took two bottles of expensive red wine and closed the wine cabinet.

He went to the table and sat down. He grabbed the whiskey from her arms and put the red wine in front of her: "you drink this."

Su Murong picked up a bottle of red wine and looked at it. He asked, "what should I do if you are drunk?"

I didn't expect that she would ask this question. He took the cork beside him, took off the cork, sniffed the mellow wine, and replied dryly: "enter any door and lock yourself out of my sight."

"Why?"

"I'm drunk, I like to talk nonsense, I like to hit people... And I'm promiscuous."

Hearing his sincere words, Su Murong stood up with a lingering fear: "then don't drink..."

Seeing her nervous expression, he asked: "scared?"

Then he stretched out his hand to pull open his tie. His strength was a little rude. Several ties on his chest were pulled down, and his shirt was open. Su Murong blushed when she saw his bronze sexy skin. She reached for the whisky beside him: "I don't know what I'm like when I'm drunk, but I'm not afraid when I'm drunk."

Mo Shibei reached out to hold her hand and raised her eyebrow: "you will get drunk if you drink at most three mouthfuls of this."

"And you?" His slightly cold hand covered the back of her hand, she had a moment of shaking God.

He forcefully recaptured the bottle and sneered, "I won't get drunk."

Su Murong frowned incredulously: "how can you not be drunk when drinking?"

"If you don't believe it, let's make a bet." Then he picked up the bottle, pointed it at the mouth, raised his chin slightly and drank it directly.

Su Murong saw that he was a reckless drinker. He immediately stood up and grabbed the bottle. Seeing that his eyes were confused and worried, he said: "Mo Shibei, you are drunk and I dare not go out alone! What if you really hit me? "

Mo Shibei stood up with a heavy melancholy between his handsome eyebrows and eyes. He supported the table with one hand, reached into the pocket of his coat with one hand, took out a packet of cigarettes, and took out a lighter with the other hand. After lighting it, he took a puff and slowly spit out a white eye: "I lied to you, I can't do anything when I'm drunk."

Seeing that he was so abnormal today, Su Murong stepped back in fear: "you are not doing this for Mo Chuxin, are you?"

Mo Chuxin?

funny.

He raised his dark eyes, looked at him deeply, and spat out two words: "for you."

Su Murong was shocked, then shook his head incredulously: "you will not do these things for me, drinking and smoking."

He had never done these things before. She remembered that he always tasted clean and peppermint, but now he was full of tobacco and wine. This was the first time he saw him so decadent.

Is it really... For Mo Chuxin?

Can't say what feeling, Su Murong at the moment feel and he stay in the same space, feel very depressed, she can't help complaining: "you want to drink, I go down to find mom."

Then she turned to run away. After a few steps, Mo Shibei suddenly grabbed her hand and said in a low voice, "don't go. I won't drink any more."

Su Murong was once again shocked. She had never seen Mo Shibei and was still in a low voice.

At this time, Mo Shibei put out the cigarette end, stood up, hugged her from behind, buried her head in her neck, and felt that even breathing was painful: "don't go... I feel uncomfortable as soon as you leave..."

Su Murong was stiff and silent. She forced herself to ask calmly, "do you know who I am?"

Mo Shibei seems to be thinking about this problem, too. He checked her body, looked at it carefully, and then said with a silly smile, "aren't you su Murong?"

Her hanging heart relaxed instantly. She moved and saw his lax pupil. She sighed: "you are drunk..."

If you don't get drunk, it's only half a bottle and you're already drunk like this.

"Well, I know I'm drunk." Mo Shibei obediently admitted that he was as drunk as a normal person.

But the next second, he suddenly pinched Su Murong's small nose and said, "I just want to get drunk, don't you know?"

Su Murong patted his hand, and he soon released it. He pushed her away, and Cheng Dazi fell on the bed. He looked at the ceiling with confused eyes, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Su Murong, let's talk."

"I don't talk to a drunk." Su Murong despises Tao.

But he didn't seem to hear what she said. He asked himself, "do you want a divorce? If I didn't have mo family background... Without D.E group, would you marry me? "

This question is like a rich man asking his lover, if you don't have money, will you love me?

Everyone will answer yes. Even if both sides know it's deceitful, at least they will feel more comfortable now, and the lover will get more rewards.

But Su Murong is very serious after thinking, resolutely replied: "I will not, because I need a strong backer."

For his honesty, Mo Shibei said with a smile, "you really dare to tell the truth."

Su Murong didn't know whether he was drunk or not. He always thought he was drunk, but he pretended to be drunk.

She went over and saw him staring at the ceiling. As soon as he wanted to say something, he suddenly said, "do you love me after being married so long?"

Su Murong never thought that Mo Shibei would ask himself one day, do you love me?

This question came in such a hurry that she didn't know what to do. She didn't see her answer for a long time. Mo Shibei became drunk: "Su Murong, you are always so stubborn! Don't let you say love for so long... Everything is so true, you deserve to live so tired! "

Su Murong looked at him and waved his arms complaining. A few minutes later, he suddenly quieted down. He turned his back to her. She stood behind him and lowered her head. For a long time, she thought he was still conscious, so she asked, "what about you?"

After several minutes of silence, she couldn't get the answer. She was stunned. She bent down and saw that she was really asleep!

Curling her lips, thanks to where she was alone, she thought for so long and tried hard to change his clothes, so she sat in bed with her hair in a daze.

She remembers that several times when she woke up in the hospital bed, he was in this position and looked at herself like this. At that time, she felt nothing, but now she was sitting here, suffering for half an hour. How did he survive?

Unconsciously, she thought of something unexpected. Suddenly, she was knocked. She got up and went to open the door. She saw a servant standing outside and said in a flat voice, "Miss Su, master Mo Xiao, please come down."

Su Murong looked back at the sleeping Mo Shibei and shook his head: "you told him I was ready to sleep."

"He has something very important to tell you. He also said that Miss Su must be interested in it. It's about the young master and miss Chuxin."

The servant repeated what he said in a straight line. After hearing this, Su Murong was really a little interested. She whispered, "I'll go down later. You go to the kitchen and ask the chef to cook a wake-up soup. Don't let others know."

"Yes."

She closed the door, went to the cloakroom to change into loose clothes, and looked at the man arching up on the bed. She opened the door and went out quietly.

Just go. A few minutes after she left, Mo Shibei sat up and leaned on the head of the bed, sneered a few times, reached for the cigarette on the bed cabinet, lit it and began to smoke hard.

He said he would not be drunk, but she didn't believe it. When did he cheat her?

After smoking five cigarettes, he habitually pulled the tie in front of his chest. As a result, he grabbed the air. Then he remembered that she had changed his clothes for him.

He walked out slowly and stayed in the corridor. He leaned against the wall, lit a lighted cigarette in his hand and took a puff. A thin figure appeared in the distance. He was stunned. He habitually put out the cigarette end and stepped on his feet. When Mo Chuxin came near, she still smelled strong smoke.

She frowned uncomfortably: "brother Shibei, you promised me not to smoke. How can you go back?"

Mo Shibei looked at her red eyes and laughed in a low voice: "I've broken my promise. Let's talk. What's the penalty?"

"How about talking with Chuxin?" Her eyes darkened, and then she laughed sarcastically, "I've been at Mo's for so many years, and I don't even have a voice."

"I'm not human?" Mo Shibei asked seriously.

Mo Chuxin could not help laughing by his serious expression, and then said bitterly, "but you already belong to other women, you can't accompany me any more."

Mo Shibei saw her sad expression and couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, "no way."

"Really?" Mo Chuxin shows a surprise expression, and then can't help jumping into his arms, smelling the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on him. Her nose is sour, and she can't help crying out, "you promised me not to smoke before... Why do you want to turn back... Is what men say deceiving..."

Mo Shibei reached out and patted her shaking back, and said in a soft voice, "Xin'er, forget Mo Quan. He doesn't belong to you any more."

"Wuwu... I love him so much... I gave him everything... Why did I abandon me in the end..." speaking of the end, Mo Chuxin couldn't help crying.

Downstairs, when Su Murong walked by, she saw Mo Xiao sitting on the sofa with a dignified face. She went over and said, "what's the most important thing you have to tell me?"

Mo Xiao looked at her, thought and asked, "Murong, do you know the relationship between Mo Chuxin and Mo Shibei?"