Quick Travel: Don’t take the Bai Yueguang be script

Mo Xiang noticed the ring on Fusang's left hand, and suddenly felt a little funny when he remembered that Xu Huai had never seen him wearing a ring before.

Notice that Mo Xiang was looking at the ring on his hand. Fusang waved his left hand in front of Mo Xiang's eyes and proudly showed off, "Xu Huai gave it to me."

"I know." Mo Xiang took it for granted that this was the style he chose with Xu Huai.

"Oh" Fuso continued to drink the wine on the table.

Mo Xiang thought about it and said, "Drink less."

"Yeah," Fuso nodded.

The door of the box was opened, and the group of young men looked inside, but did not see Xu Huai. They became bolder and invited a few wine girls to come in.

Everyone was having fun, after all, those young masters didn't expect that Xu Huairen would leave his wife behind.

Fuso, who was sitting in the corner, saw a man hugging him and his eyes widened, "Don't think about it, has he dated two girlfriends?"

Don't think: "..." How to explain to her that it's not the case.

"Mo Xiang" A small white hand tugged at Mo Xiang's clothes, "You can't imitate them, it's wrong."

Don’t think: “???”

"Are you...drinking too much?" Mo Xiang asked Fusang.

Fusang groaned and raised his head to look at Mo Xiang. Mo Xiang felt that he didn't have to wait for Fusang to answer, because Fusang's face was red and his eyes were starting to become blurry. These behaviors could completely prove that Fusang had drunk too much.

"I'm not drinking." Fuso picked up a glass of blue wine. "I'm drinking." Fuso took another sip. "The drink is delicious."

"Stop drinking." Mo Xiangxiang grabbed it, but Fusang refused. During the fight, the whole glass of wine spilled on Mo Xiang's pants.

Fusang knew that he had done something bad, so he stuttered and said, "I didn't mean it, so I'll wipe it for you."

Fusang knelt down in front of Mo Xiang and wiped the wine on Mo Xiang's pants with his sleeves.

Mo Xiang lowered his head and said, "Stop wiping it." Mo Xiang looked at his pants, "I'll go take care of it."

Fuso raised his head, his eyes were red, and he sobbed softly, "I didn't mean it."

"I know, you didn't mean it." Mo wanted to pull Fusang up from the ground.

"Be good, I'll be back soon"

"Then you must hurry up." Fusang raised his little face and looked at Mo Xiang.

Don't worry about it. The drunk fairy is here alone. After thinking about it, Mo Xiang still pulls Fusang up.

"Would you like to go together?"

"Yes" Fusang obviously relied on the man in front of her, Mo Xiang nodded her forehead.

"Then be obedient, you know?"

Don’t try to smooth out the wrinkles on Fuso’s skirt. “Okay, now she looks beautiful.”

"Yeah, yeah," Fusang tried to hook Mo Xiang's hand with her little finger.

"Want to hold hands?" Don't want to grab Fusang's little hand, "Slow down, don't fall."

When a group of people saw two people emerging from the corner...

Don't you think brother has a sister-in-law? Have they always been here? Why are you still holding hands?

"She drank too much. I'll send her back and you can play slowly." Mo Xiang was afraid of these mindless thoughts and just said Fusang was drunk.

"Oh, brother, be careful on the road."

"Well, you guys have fun, and I'll charge it to my account today."

"Brother, you are awesome and generous." A group of young masters went crazy. They immediately forgot their previous doubts and just helped them down after drinking too much.

The young men looked at the wine on the table. My sister-in-law is really a hero among women. She drinks so much and still drinks...

Mo Xiang found a room and called the service staff to deliver things.

"Sit down and wait, okay?"

"Okay." The drunk Fusang was very obedient. She smiled and replied "Hello, very obedient" to whatever you said.

"Don't wonder if he has gone to find someone else," Fusang suddenly said.

"He just went to work, don't think too much." The dark thoughts in Mo Xiang's heart really wanted to see the little fairy cry, but now the little fairy was obviously drunk and looked not very smart.

"I know that he is about to get divorced." Fusang lost his golden beans, looking pitiful.

Don't think about getting stiff.

"Then did you agree?" Mo Xiang asked in Fusang's ear.

"No." Fusang lowered his head, "But we agreed... to divorce in one week." Fusang was a little aggrieved. Under the influence of alcohol, she and Mo wanted to express what was in her heart. Maybe it was not the influence of alcohol, but her. She was lonely, with no one listening by her side.

"Don't think about it, I'm really tired. Sometimes I wonder if I'm too unattractive? That's why he stopped looking at me after he married me."

Don’t want to hug the girl and clumsily comfort "Fusang"

"Huh?" Fuso raised his head and listened carefully.

Mo Xiang looked at Fusang. It might be because he was drunk. Fusang's expression was not as cold as usual, like a fairy who descended from the earth for love. A pair of blurred eyes looking straight at you is really appetizing.

"You are very charming." Mo Xiang said seriously, "You always have."

After hearing the answer he wanted to hear, Fusang smiled so much that Mo Xiang's heart broke. She was Fusang, the little fairy he liked, and the person he had coveted for four years.

Don't even think about lowering your head, kissing Fusang's eyes, and kissing away her tears, "Stop crying."

Fuso's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, "Are you kissing me?"

Mo Xiang didn't know what to reply, "Sorry, I..."

"Xu Huai doesn't even kiss me." Fusang cried even harder. She said, "Don't even think about it, just kiss me again."

Mo Xiang felt a little funny when he saw Fusang crying like a little cat. He lowered his head, kissed her eyes again and asked, "Is that enough?"

Fusang opened her beautiful little mouth and her eyes were bright, "Mo Xiang, you are so kind." Fusang praised Mo Xiang without hesitation.

Mo Xiang stopped making any moves, and just looked at Fusang tenderly. The look in his eyes made Fusang stunned.

"Do you know me?" Fuso pointed at himself. "I am Fusang"

"I know you, little fairy Fusang." Mo Xiang pinched Fusang's red face.

“We’ve known each other for several years.”

"But it's the first time I've met you." It seemed that something suddenly occurred to him. Fusang was very happy. "Don't think about it, you can't be my fan. I didn't expect that I still have fans."

Fusang was very happy in her arms. She was completely different from the cold beauty in the photo, but she was like this, which made Mo Xiang feel more vivid and soft-hearted.

Don't think about whether she will still like Xu Huai after the divorce? After all, she likes Xu Huai so much.

One message after another, one call after another, sometimes Mo Xiang felt a little jealous of Xu Huai, jealous that he could attract fairies to come down to earth to love him, jealous of the marriage that he said was tortured.

Or he should give this girl some evidence to make her give up completely. Mo Xiang doesn't feel sorry for Xu Huai. After all, Xu Huai doesn't love Fusang, and he wants Fusang to belong to him.

Mo Xiang hugged Fusang quietly and patted Fusang on the back from time to time, as if coaxing a child to sleep. The person in her arms was also very quiet. If it weren't for the fluttering eyelashes, Mo Xiang would have thought she was asleep.

Don't want to touch her eyelashes curiously, meet her confused eyes, don't want to breathe tight, he feels that he has to deal with his rising desire.

"Be good, I'm going to the bathroom." Mo Xiang let go of his embrace.

Don't think about going crazy in front of her, at least not now.

Hearing the doorbell ring, Fuso got up from the bed and went to open the door.

"Hello, sir, this is your thing." The waiter was stunned for a moment when he saw Fuso opening the door, but it was normal for him to think of it. He handed the thing in his hand to Fusang.

Something you don’t want to think about? Fuso squeezed the bag and guessed. Fuso was a little curious and opened the bag. It was a pair of men's underwear.

Thinking that he had accidentally spilled wine on Mo Xiang, Fusang felt very guilty.

She picked up the men's underwear and walked to the bathroom, "Don't think about it, I'll give you something."

The door opened a small corner, revealing Mo Xiang's cold face.

"This" Fuso held the sides of the pants with both hands and showed the pants to Mo Xiang.

Mo wanted to reach out and take away the pants from Fuso's hand.

"Hey" Fuso moved his nose, "It has a strange smell."

Mo wanted to push Fusang's head out and slam the door shut, startling Fusang.

Fuso stood blankly at the door, hearing the man's muffled voice and low breathing coming from inside.

Don't want to go to the toilet in...? Are you so cruel to her because you can't get out?

He was so surprised that Fusang had a glassy heart. He squatted on the ground and rolled himself up with the quilt.

The friend she really wanted to make was angry with her because of going to the toilet. Fusang's nose felt sour and tears welled up in her eyes.

When Mo Xiang came out, he saw a big ball on the ground. When he got closer, he realized it was Fusang. She rolled herself up and cried. Her eyes and face were red from crying, and she hiccupped from time to time.

"Fusang?" Mo wanted to dig Fusang out of the quilt.

"Don't be mean to me," Fusang hugged Mo Xiang, "Don't be mean to me like Xu Huai."

"No, come on, I'll take you home." Mo Xiang picked up Fusang who was crying and out of breath. "Be good".

"Um"

Looking at Fusang closing his eyes, is he sleepy?

He rubbed her face with his chin. He never extended a helping hand to her, he only treated her slowly.