The flash marriage wife is sweet and wild

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and patted the man's face lightly, "Stand aside a little, I'll help you upstairs."

Mo Jinbei didn't seem to be that drunk, he obediently moved two steps to the side, but his head was still buried in her neck.

"You...forget it." Luo Li sighed helplessly, and pushed him up with her shoulders, "Follow me, do you hear me?"

The head at the neck shook slightly.

In the past, it took less than a minute to go upstairs, Luo Li had to support Mo Jinbei, who was half a head taller than her, and it was very difficult to walk.

By the time she stepped onto the last step, a thin layer of sweat was already dripping down her back.

Mo Jinbei's room is opposite her.

Stopping at the door, just as she was about to open the door, the place buried near her neck suddenly moved.

She froze for a moment, and let go of her hand in surprise, but forgot that she was still relying on this person.

In an instant, she took two steps back and brought Mo Jinbei to the floor of her room.

There was a blanket on the floor, and it didn't hurt to fall, but the weight of the person on her made her a little out of breath.

"Mo Jinbei, get up."

"Well……"

Mo Jinbei raised his head and looked at Luo Li blankly.

He propped his arms on the floor, and Luo Li was trapped inside.

The two stepped forward, in an already ambiguous posture, and the moment their eyes met, it seemed that something was about to explode.

In the black pupil, Luo Li's face gradually enlarged.

The breath was intertwined, and the moment their lips were about to touch, Luo Li stretched out his hand to press between the two.

She turned her head, her voice hoarse, "get up."

Mo Jinbei stared at her indifferent eyebrows and eyes, only feeling a splitting headache, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her neck hard.

"Well!"

Luo Li frowned and pushed him away forcefully.

I thought it would take a little effort, but the person on my body easily fell to the side.

She sat up clutching her neck, and pushed the person next to her with her free hand.

"Hey!"

No movement.

She pursed her lips slightly, got up and pulled off the quilt on the bed to cover Mo Jinbei, and closed the door of the room before leaving.

Downstairs, the kitchen lights were on.

"Old Chen, there's no need to come. I saw that the lady just helped the young master upstairs, and we should be able to reconcile tonight."

As soon as the words fell, the sliding door of the kitchen suddenly opened.

Wang Ma hurriedly turned around, and first saw the tooth marks on Luo Li's neck.

She suppressed her smile, "Madam is looking for hangover soup? It's almost ready, I'll serve it later."

Luo Li noticed her gaze, and turned her head unnaturally, "Don't send it off, you should go to bed early."

When she left, Wang Ma couldn't hide the smile on her face.

"Oh, it must be reconciled! It's none of our business, I just said how can a young couple quarrel for so many days."

Originally, Wang Ma thought about creating a chance for the two to reconcile, and asked the driver Lao Chen to help, but now it seems that it is saved.

However, this night was not as Wang Ma expected. Luo Li didn't go back to her room that night and went directly to the guest room.

It was daylight, the curtains fluttered, and there was a breeze.

There was a very faint sweet smell in the room.

The person on the ground turned over, opened his eyes blankly, and first glanced at the photo on the wall.

The woman is wearing a tender pink skirt and wearing a sun straw hat, standing in a sea of ​​flowers and smiling brightly.

Mo Jinbei looked at it for a while, rubbed his temples and sat up, picked up the quilt and looked at it, then turned to look at the bed.

Apparently no one slept last night.

The feeling of hangover is not good, the head is like being hit by a hammer, and the nerves are jumping suddenly.

He sat for a while, then got up, and threw the quilt on the bed.

The door opened, and a sneaky figure was seen head-on.

Huanhuan was stunned when she saw Mo Jinbei, her eyes gradually widened, "Mo... President Mo, why are you in Madam's room?"

She was a little excited, and asked with a hint of surprise in her tone.

Mo Jinbei squinted his eyes, his face was expressionless, not angry and pretentious.

"Where should I sleep and report to you?"

"No...I'm sorry, I was wrong." Huanhuan lowered her head, but her mind was filled with the horror of Mo Jinbei coming out of Luoli's room.

How would she explain it to Miss Gu?

"Go away."

Huanhuan immediately ran downstairs with a pale face.

At this moment, the door of the guest room opened, Luo Li came out yawning, and unexpectedly met Mo Jinbei's gaze.

She slowly closed her mouth and greeted casually, "Good morning."

Mo Jinbei glanced at her, then moved his eyes down and landed on her neck.

His gaze was too obvious, Luo Li lowered his eyelids slightly, thinking of something, unnaturally pulled down his collar to cover his neck.

"How?"

She looked at Mo Jinbei suddenly, met his slightly puzzled eyes, opened her mouth, and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"Dog bites."

After she finished speaking, she walked into her room and slammed the door loudly.

Mo Jinbei looked puzzled, and his attention was quickly drawn away by the twitching temples.

At the dinner table, Wang Ma served breakfast and looked lovingly at the two people on the table.

"After so many days, it's really rare for the young master and madam to have breakfast together."

Mo Jinbei glanced at her, "Is Wang Ma doing anything good recently?"

"What good can I do." Wang Ma looked at him lovingly, "Did the young master sleep well last night?"

"……good."

I don't know if it was Mo Jinbei's illusion, but he always felt that Wang Ma's eyes were weird.

After breakfast, the two got on the car to the company under Wang Ma's gratifying gaze.

"Do you think Wang Ma is a bit weird today?" Mo Jinbei looked at Luo Li.

Luo Li glanced at him, and said in a calm tone, "It's okay."

Her attitude was even colder than the previous few days.

In an instant, Mo Jinbei lost the desire to continue chatting.

The car fell silent.

The driver, Old Chen, looked in the rearview mirror. Although the two of them could not keep a distance like they did a few days ago, the atmosphere did not seem to be reconciled.

He was full of doubts and couldn't speak, so he could only turn on the music to ease the atmosphere.

Mohs President Office.

As soon as Mo Jinbei entered, he saw this person sitting on the sofa.

Lu Haoyan yawned, and when he heard the movement, he looked over, with his legs crossed and his eyes teasing.

"Brother Mo, how did you sleep last night?"

This is the second person to ask him this today.

Mo Jinbei walked up to him and kicked him.

"Damn!" Lu Haoyan half-kneeled on the ground, propping up the tea table with resentful eyes, "Brother, I didn't mess with you, did I? I helped you do something good last night!"

Mo Jinbei who was just about to sit down looked at him, "Last night?"

"You don't remember, do you?" Lu Haoyan stood up and straightened his clothes. He was another handsome guy.

"I sent you back last night, you don't even remember that, don't you drink well?"

Mo Jinbei lowered his eyes, feeling unclear.

He remembered getting out of the clubhouse and getting into the car, but the impression behind it was a little vague.

Sure enough, I drank too much yesterday.

Seeing that he was silent, Lu Haoyan rolled his eyes and half-lyed on his desk.

"You really don't remember? You even forgot the question you asked me last night?"

"What did I ask?"

Lu Haoyan covered his mouth with his hand, and let out a low laugh from his throat.

"No... nothing."

Mo Jinbei narrowed his eyes, and slowly rolled up his cuffs, "I'll give you three seconds, do you want to say it or not?"

Lu Haoyan, who was keenly aware of the danger, raised his hand, "I told you, don't regret it after listening."