Feng Shaojin remembered that he had clearly told her his name himself, but she did not expect that she really did not remember.

Feng Shaojin's hand holding her fingers tightened all of a sudden.

"Listen up." Feng Shaojin leaned forward slightly, approaching her, with a low and sweet voice: "My name is Feng Shaojin."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

She instinctively sensed Feng Shaojin's aggressive aura, and stammered: "Feng...Feng Shaojin, you...what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that she was frightened, Feng Shaojin had to back away a little, "Do you really not remember anything that happened last night?"

Mo Lingwei was at a loss: "Did anything else happen last night?"

"You were drunk last night, so I carried you back to the bedroom." Feng Shaojin held her hand and pulled her into his arms, "Your aunt was injured and had no time to take care of you, so I scrubbed your hands and face .

You said that the dress was too tight and uncomfortable to wear, and I helped you take it off.

Later, when I covered you with a quilt and was about to leave, you suddenly hugged me and refused to let me go, and...you even frivolously treated me! "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei denied it flatly: "You are talking nonsense!"

There was a little smile in Feng Shaojin's eyes: "Yesterday when you hugged me and refused to let me go, you cried so much that your snot and tears all wiped on the chest of my shirt. I kept it on purpose. I haven't had time to let it go today The servant will take it for cleaning, if you don't believe me, you can go to the next room to have a look."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei didn't expect that her wine quality would be so bad. She only knew that when she cried, she would shed tears and snot, but she didn't know that she would rub it on someone, let alone hug the person in front of her.

Mo Lingwei didn't dare to look Feng Shaojin directly in the eyes: "Then, what do you want?"

Feng Shaojin played with her fingers, stroking her sallow fingertips one by one, "I thought Miss Mo was treating me like this because she liked me, and I also thought I was Miss Mo's boyfriend.

Last night...if I hadn't been sober enough to hold on, maybe everything that can happen between a man and a woman has already happened..."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Feng Shaojin raised her eyes, and stared at the woman in front of her with her deep and dark phoenix eyes: "So, is Miss Mo not going to be responsible for me?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei was dumbfounded.

Mo Lingwei withdrew her fingers forcefully, took several steps back, leaned her back against the wall, shook her head repeatedly, and said in a frightened tone: "No, no, it's impossible, I can't do this."

He felt guilty again, "Even if I did this, you have nothing to lose as a man."

Let her be responsible, what is she responsible for?

The one who suffered was obviously her, and she was not sober.

What's more, when she woke up early this morning, she was wearing her middle clothes neatly, and there was nothing unusual about her body. It was clear that nothing happened last night.

Feng Shaojin lowered his voice: "I'm a man, so I have nothing to lose? Is Miss Mo deliberately playing with my feelings?

They all say the truth after drinking, I confessed to Ms. Mo last night, I thought that Ms. Mo would say those words and do those things to me because she agreed to date me..."

Mo Lingwei: "Confession? Have you ever confessed to me?"

"Otherwise?" Feng Shaojin stood up from the wheelchair, walked in front of her step by step, put his hands on the walls on both sides of her body, and trapped her in his arms: "I have been running to the nursing home every day these days. , what do you think I am for?"

His long fingers with well-articulated bones stroked her drooping black hair, and his palm caressed her delicate cheeks. He softened his voice, and his voice was so hoarse that it was about to drip: "I'm chasing you, silly girl, you Do not you know?"