"Yeah, this isn't my thing, I wanted to return it to its original owner." Chu Chuyan stared at Mo Siyu with drunken eyes: "If Brother Yu still wants this, I'll give it to Brother Yu. "

Mo Siyu was eager to take the things back, so he quickly reached out and snatched the hairpin from Chu Chuyan's hand: "Since you gave it to me, Brother Yan, don't go back on your word."

"If you don't regret it, how can you regret it." Chu Chuyan looked disappointed: "Not only does she not remember me, she doesn't even remember her own things.

That being the case, it is useless to keep this thing with me. "

Feeling drunk, Mo Siyu hiccupped, and the acrid taste gushed out of her throat. She belatedly raised her finger and pointed at herself, slurred: "Is that the person Brother Yu mentioned, is it me?"

Chu Chuyan only felt that there seemed to be two figures shaking in front of him. He closed his eyes and shook his head: "It's not you, Brother Yu, it's another person."

Mo Siyu smiled and reached out to pinch his face: "It's me, it's me, it's me, the person you're talking about is clearly me."

"Brother Yu is drunk." Chu Chuyan looked at Mo Siyu drunkenly, thinking she was talking nonsense.

Mo Siyu only felt dizzy in his head, "I've always been a good drinker, what I say is the truth, and I know what I'm talking about..."

She tied her tongue and tried her best to tell Chu Chuyan that she was not drunk, but Chu Chuyan just smiled and insisted that she was drunk.

"This is the best wine in our Moon City. It's extremely easy to drink. People with a small capacity for alcohol will get drunk after just one drink. Brother Yu, you've already had a lot of drinks just now." Chu Chuyan stood up with his hands on the table, Go to help Mo Siyu: "It's very late, Brother Yu, go and lie down on the bed."

Mo Siyu also felt a little dizzy, and wanted to stand up, but his legs were limp, and he fell down on the chair again, unable to stand up.

Seeing that she couldn't stand up after trying several times, Chu Chuyan could only bend down to hug her.

But just as Mo Siyu rolled into his arms, Chu Chuyan paused.

Unexpectedly, brother Yu who was held in his arms was as soft as a woman.

After a while, Chu Chuyan still got up, picked him up, stumbled to the side of the bed, and put him on the bed.

Mo Siyu opened his blurred and drunken eyes, and reached out his hand unconsciously to touch Chu Chuyan's cheek, "Brother Yan, if it's because of the hairpin, you don't have to do this, I haven't forgotten you, and I won't forget you in this life." you.

You're the... best person I've ever met in my life. "

Chu Chuyan was afraid that the hairpin in her palm would accidentally hurt herself, so she took the hairpin out of her hand: "I will give this hairpin to Brother Yu, and I will put it under the box for you. Put that wedding dress together, okay?"

Anyway, it's useless now, Mo Siyu let go of his hand, allowing Chu Chuyan to take the hairpin away.

She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

When Chu Chuyan returned to the bed, he saw that Mo Siyu had fallen asleep, his breathing was long and deep, and his face was peaceful.

As the breath blended, a faint smell of wine overflowed from Mo Siyu's nose, with a sweet and mellow aroma.

Chu Chuyan was not sleepy at first, but after listening to the rhythmic breathing, he still lay down beside her with his clothes on...

The second day, New Year's Day.

The first day of the new year.

It was festive and lively outside, and Mo Siyu was woken up.

She was about to raise her hand to rub her head, but found that she couldn't move. She opened her eyes in fright and found that she was being held tightly in Chu Chuyan's arms.

Mo Siyu: "..."