Chapter 1925

Fang Jiamei immediately came forward to help and helped Mo Yiheng to the sofa. She frowned at the unconscious way he drank. "What's the matter?"

Shen qinyi got up and stood up. She said with a smile, "it's nothing. I've had too much to drink. Mrs. Mo remembers to wipe it for him, and I'll go first."

With that, Shen qinyi nodded politely to her and turned to leave.

Fang Jiamei looks at Mo Yiheng and purses her lower lip slightly.

How can her words sound awkward

With a slight sigh, Fang Jiamei stoops to help Mo Yiheng up. She wants to help him to the room, but her eyes catch a glimpse of the red in his neck.

Eyes slightly a Zheng, Fang Jiamei slowly stretched out her hand, gently lifted his collar, a mouth red lips printed on his neck.

Breathing a little tremor, Fang Jiamei let go, he stood up, looking at him askew to there, his heart is like a ball of cotton, breathless.

……

Early in the morning.

Mo Yiheng turned over with a headache, but fell directly on the ground. He opened his eyes and sat up slowly. He found that he was sleeping on the sofa, and he was still yesterday's clothes.

Last night, he was so stupid that he didn't know how he came back. Did Fang Jiamei fall asleep?

After taking a few sips of the water cup, Mo Yiheng wakes up for a while and then stands up. He sees Fang Jiamei's figure making breakfast in the kitchen. The corners of his mouth slightly lift up and he goes to hold her from behind.

Fang Jiamei made a slight movement.

"It's cruel of you to let me sleep on the sofa all night without even knowing to cover me with a blanket." Mo Yiheng buried in her neck and shoulder, hoarse voice with a trace of grievance.

Fang Jiamei turned off the fire, put the fried eggs on the plate, gently broke him away, "take a bath, it stinks."

Looking at her turn to serve breakfast, her face is not so good-looking. Mo Yiheng didn't provoke her, so he took a bath and cleaned up.

When she came out, Fang Jiamei had finished her breakfast and was walking out with her coat.

Mo Yiheng frowned slightly and said to her, "isn't today Saturday?"

Is she still out?

Fang Jiamei stood in the porch to change her shoes. She looked back at him and said, "overtime."

Alone out of the community, Fang Jiamei found a bench to sit down and looked down at her shoes.

Well, actually, she was a little angry.

She can understand when she comes back so late every day and goes to dinner and drinking, but she really can't stand another woman being so close to him that she even leaves her lips. What else have they done?

My heart is very stuffy, and I can't breathe at all.

But she also knows that if she quarrels because of this, it doesn't seem to do them any good.

The relationship between them is not so strong, always feel a little hard will break.

Not far away, Mo Yiheng stood on the roadside, looking at Fang Jiamei not far away, and sighed softly.

In the morning, because there were not many people on weekends, she sat on the bench alone, wearing ordinary sweaters and jeans, covered with a black down jacket, tied a ball, and stayed there alone with her head down.

What's the matter?

Mo Yiheng didn't know whether he should go forward. When he had never failed to deal with women before, he could easily see what they needed and what they wanted to do. But when he came to Fang Jiamei, he didn't dare to guess.

She is afraid that if she is not careful, she will go far away.

Can Fang Jiamei still found him, inadvertently a side eye saw him.