At the beginning of the body as light as a feather, holding in the arms did not feel much.

Her head leaned over Mo Yuhan's chest and leaned gently, closing her eyes and resting like a very clever baby.

In fact, originally, Mo Yuhan only prepared a bottle of red wine and planned to have two drinks with Shichu to cultivate his sentiment and set off the atmosphere.

However, one bottle is not enough to enjoy. In the end, it makes people add three more bottles of red wine, and most of them are drunk at the beginning of the year. Mo Yuhan drank only three cups.

Since she wanted to drink at the beginning of the day, Mo Yuhan took out the good wine at the bottom of the box and was not stingy to her at all.

The result of drinking is that she is a little superior now, and she has to be held by Mo Yuhan and come down from the roof.

But even if it was held, at the beginning of the day, he was still pulling Mo Yuhan's ears and his hair.

"I found out that your hair and ears can be so soft..."

Her tone was slightly drunk, and the whole person was just like a seven-year-old child.

I'm afraid I'm more mature than she is now.

"Only these two places are soft."

Mo Yuhan hugged her body and suddenly burst out a sentence.

At the beginning of the day, I heard a red cheek, a drunken luster on the bottom of his eyes, and his tone rose a little and said, "I suspect you are driving, and it seems that you have mastered the evidence."

"Is it?" He is not slow or slow, his voice is lazy and deep, but he has an unknown sex appeal.

"Oh no, there's another place, too." At the beginning of the time, half open eyes, eyes light gathered in one place, staring at Mo Yuhan's lips.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed Mo Yuhan's lips with her soft fingers. It was as if she was caressing her treasure, cautious and full of joy.

Mo Yuhan's larynx moved. He felt as if he was walking in the desert. Suddenly, he felt thirsty.

Maybe it's about wine tonight

"lips dry. I have lip gloss in my room. I will remember to ask you to do it."

At the beginning of this sentence, it seems that a basin of cold water poured from Mo Yuhan's head, so that he can instantly calm and sober.

I'm afraid this girl is getting more and more skinny.

When Mo Yuhan reaches the corridor with his arms in his arms, he just meets song Yixue who comes out of the house.

This is not a coincidence. After returning to her room, song Yixue did not stop, but sat by the door listening to the outside.

"Brother, you're back, sister. What's the matter?" Song Yixue's eyes fell on Shi Chu's body, and saw Mo Yuhan holding her like this. Her hand was tight, but her lips still showed a bright smile, as if she was very concerned about their situation.

"It's OK. It's not early. Go to bed early." Mo Yuhan, holding Shichu in his arms, answered calmly and walked straight ahead.

Song Yixue stopped him again. Her clothes were wrinkled. "Elder brother, my sister seems to be drunk. Otherwise, I will help my sister to make some wake-up wine tea, or my sister may have a headache when she gets up tomorrow morning." She said enthusiastically, before waiting for Mo Yuhan's response, she planned to go downstairs to prepare for the kitchen.

"Don't worry."

"Husband, who are you talking to I'm so sleepy... "

When she was held, she murmured, not to mention that song Yixue was stunned for a moment. Even Mo Yuhan's body was stretched.

"It's almost to the room. Bear with it." Mo Yuhan coaxes Shi Chu in a low voice, raises his eyes and takes a look at Song Yixue and continues to move forward.