Chapter 122： Today he is very mentally retarded

Along the way, all the servants' bodyguards silently bowed their heads.

Until the hall, Mo Jiangye let her go!

"Huh~" Ye Erruo took a big breath, he was drunk, full of alcohol.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Why shut me down?" Ye Erruo asked without giving up.

Mo Jiangye pursed her lips, lowered her head and tried to plug her red lips, Ye Erruo twisted her head and hid beside her.

"..."

"Madam young, young master hasn't eaten for a day." Bo Yu reminded me, who came in quietly from behind.

"I haven't eaten for a day? What did he do? He is at home all day?" Ye Erruo asked Bo Yu, staring at the back.

He was just about to speak. Mo Jiangye's warning gaze swept over, and his little heart trembled: "The young master has been busy for a day and socializing for a day. He has not eaten a grain of rice. The young master has gastritis. The doctor said that three meals a day cannot Less, eat on time, but... hey!"

Ye Erruo glanced at Mo Jiangye suspiciously, socializing? Can you lock her up for entertainment? What does it mean to toss her to death before socializing?

Both master and servant have problems!

At this moment, Mo Jiangye kept sniffing her hair and arching her neck, holding her tightly with his hands, sticking to her like a coquettish child, his cheeks were reddish, and his breath was full of alcohol. .

"You go and prepare dinner." Yerruo shoved his head.

"Okay~" Bo Yu led all the servants out.

Mo Jiangye sat on the sofa holding her, holding her soft hand against his face and rubbing affectionately.

Whenever he showed a childish side in front of her, she couldn't help but feel soft.

He held her, squeezed her hand from time to time, rubbed her face, and kissed her hair, nose, and eyes from time to time. No matter what Yerro asked him, he didn't seem to hear.

"Mo Jiangye!!!" Ye Erruo straddled his arms, grabbed his hands and pressed them on the back of the sofa and glared at him.

He looked down at her without saying a word.

"I ask you, why do you drink when you have stomach problems, and why don't you eat?"

After a long while, he spit out these two words: "Distressed."

Yerruo was startled: "Distressed? Not only do you have a stomach problem, but also your heart?"

"Ok."

Instead, he grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, squinting his eyes, as if he was a little drunk and said "knead."

"..." She didn't know about a "drunk"!

"Sleepy~" He intended to get up and put his head on her shoulder to sleep, but Yerro pushed hard and nailed him to the sofa to prevent him from moving.

"No sleep! Go to bed after dinner."

"Dumplings."

"I will pack it for you tomorrow."

He looked at her faintly, his wet eyes made Ye Erruo give birth to the illusion that he was very pitiful and wronged for a moment.

Soon, the servant brought the dinner in, and Mo Jiangye held her in his arms at the table, pressed his head on her shoulder, and stared at the food on the table with his arms around her waist in a daze.

"Aren't you sleepy? Eat quickly, and we will go to sleep after dinner." Ye Erruo took the rice porridge and scooped a spoonful to try the temperature and deliver it to his lips.

But he turned his head aside.

"If you don't eat it, you will eat quick-frozen dumplings by yourself tomorrow." She gritted her teeth and threatened.

"..."

She brought the porridge to his mouth again, and this time, he ate it obediently.

Today he is extremely "mentally retarded"... he can't leave her for a moment.

"Ding~" At this moment, Ye Erruo's mobile phone set aside vibrated.