But in the eyes of Ou Xun who was at the side, this was an inseparable performance, all assumptions were false, who would meet here in the middle of the night if he really lost his feelings.
Pippi has something on his mind, so what about Zhou Muqing?
Whether it's tacit understanding or intentional, this is strong evidence to prove the existence of feelings. The relationship between the two of them is too deep-rooted, so deep that any sharp knife that hurts people can't stop cutting.
Maybe it's a good thing for the two of them, but it's a bad thing for Ou Xun.
He thought about it, and was about to interrupt the two of them, but the moment he was about to speak, he regretted it.
Ou Xun returned to his room resignedly, and answered the phone call from his childhood sweetheart.
"how is the progress?"
"not yet."
The woman followed Ou Xun's words vigilantly, "This time is a good opportunity. The presence of your ex can make you better. You have to grasp it well."
"I know."
She is Ou Xun's childhood sweetheart, but since when, the only topic between them is this plan, what about feelings? Somehow, I don't know where I went.
Half an hour after Ou Xun hung up the phone, Pippi came to his room.
"I want to drink some wine, can you?"
She originally wanted to find a wine partner, but Ou Xun agreed, and quickly took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.
"I'll be with you, but I'll drink less so that I can take care of you when you're drunk."
Pippi thought about Ou Xun's words and nodded.
Ou Xun poured several glasses of wine for Pippi, and she drank them all at once. After several glasses of wine, she began to talk about what happened in the garden just now.
"Why are you so strange? I have him in my heart, but I have nothing to say to him."
Ou Xun knew the answer to this question.
It is precisely because Pippi has Zhou Muqing in his heart that he will not get in touch easily because he is already married.
"I have him in my heart? How much?"
Pippi pointed to the position of his heart in a trance, "I don't know, anyway, seeing him with Wen Yuan, I feel very stressed here, and I always feel out of breath."
After Pippi finished speaking, he poured himself a few more glasses of wine and drank them happily.
She drank too much, and the conversation started.
"But what should I do, I don't want to be looked down upon, and I don't want to admit defeat!"
After Pippi said this, he tightly held Ou Xun's hand, "Fortunately, with you, I wouldn't lose. You will always help me. You are so kind."
She smiled sweetly, and threw herself into Ou Xun's arms.
Suddenly, Ou Xun's body became a little stiff.
Pippi is drunk now, it doesn't seem to be interesting, the rest is up to him, but he...he can't have too much contact with Pippi, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be able to restrain the feeling of being moved again.
Oops! Did she just take a bath? Why did she smell so sweet? The hair that was close to her body exuded a burst of fragrance, lingering around Ou Xun.
He took a deep breath subconsciously, and looked down at Pippi in his arms.
She didn't wear makeup, her white and tender skin was flushed after drinking, and her lips were still stained with a little red wine juice, like delicate and beautiful flowers, very attractive.
"Miss Cheng?"
Ou Xun called Pippi tentatively, and she murmured in response.
That sound was like the feeling of a kitten scratching her heart, which made Ou Xun put her down directly and put her on the sofa.