The little crying bag of the male protagonist dressed as a bamboo horse

Those moist black eyes were filled with a bright light, as if the lights on the side of the road had been smashed into pieces, and they were inlaid piece by piece.

Yu Guixing withdrew his gaze, but his tone was still calm: "Why don't you want to go home?"

"My mother can smell it when I drink, and she will scold me."

Mo Chujue shook his hands, with a coquettish tone.

With his movements, the hem of Yu Guixing's shirt was pulled out a lot, revealing a large thin and tight waist.

Yu Guixing silently pulled the hem of his clothes out of his hand and stuffed it into his trouser waist: "You've only drank five glasses of cocktails, which is equivalent to one and a half bottles."

"You know you can't drink well, but you still like to show off, but that time in high school hasn't given you a long memory?"

Mo Chujue hummed twice, but didn't answer.

Yu Guixing knew that he was playing petty temper, so he ignored him and continued to drive in the direction home.

"Don't drink next time."

Mo Chujue hugged his coat and changed direction, facing out the window, his face full of disbelief: "You don't mind me, I can drink as much as I want."

Yu Guixing: "Aunt Jiang asked me to watch you carefully."

Mo Chujue gritted his teeth secretly, he was really holding a chicken feather as an arrow, and his mother told him to watch him carefully, and forbidding him to fall in love early, but it turned out that he himself was fine...

It really echoes the old saying - only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps.

"Anyway, I'm not going home, even if you take me back, I won't get out of the car."

Yu Guixing was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, there was a bit of helplessness in his voice: "Then where do you want to go?"

He understood now that it was useless to reason with a drunk cat.

Anyway, it was just a dream now, Mo Chujue became more courageous, pulled out the clothes that Yu Guixing had just stuffed in, and said fiercely, "I want to sleep outside."

It happened that the car just passed by a hotel, his eyes lit up, and he shouted suddenly: "Here!"

Yu Guixing glanced out with a complicated expression: "Are you sure?"

Mo Chujue grabbed the car door handle and nodded: "Sure and sure, stop quickly."

The clothes were still being manipulated, Yu Guixing had no choice but to drive the car into the parking lot of the hotel.

As soon as the car stopped, Mo Chujue hurriedly got out of the car, still holding Yu Guixing's coat in his hand.

Yu Guixing frowned tightly: "Slow down."

Mo Chujue walked quickly, and disappeared after a while. Yu Guixing was not in a hurry, and walked slowly behind with a steady pace. As soon as he entered, he saw Mo Chujue lying on the front desk, tilting his head and saying something. The little girl blushed.

"Miss sister, you are also very good-looking, so if I want to open a room, what should I do if I don't bring my ID card?"

Yu Guixing approached and only heard his words clearly.

Before the little girl at the front desk could speak, he grabbed someone by the collar first: "Turn on the phone, electronic ID card."

Mo Chujue shook his hand back, and found that he couldn't break free, so he could only take out the phone obediently: "Here, what then?"

Yu Guixing let go of him, took the phone and tapped it a few times, and then said to the little girl at the front desk, "Two luxury suites."

This hotel was chosen randomly by Mo Chujue. It is an ordinary three-star hotel. The deluxe suite is the most expensive room here. Yu Guixing is usually used to living in five-star hotels, so naturally he will not wrong himself.

But Mo Chujue pursed his lips tightly and asked the front desk: "How many rooms are there in this luxurious suite of yours?"

The little girl at the front desk said, "Two rooms, one living room."

Mo Chujue looked at Yu Guixing with condemning eyes: "Why do you need to book two suites when you have two rooms? What a waste."

Yu Guixing: "..."

Yu Guixing looked at him silently: "Are you drunk or sober now?"

Mo Chujue glanced at him secretly, and said in a low voice, "The way he speaks is quite similar."

This dream is quite real.

"What did you say?"

Mo Chujue shook his head: "It's nothing, let's book a suite to save money."

"Yeah." Yu Guixing didn't take it to heart, they didn't sleep in the same room anyway.

After getting the room card, the two entered the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly, Yu Guixing looked at Mo Chujue's reflection on the metal surface, and said, "I called Aunt Jiang just now, and said you won't go back to sleep."

"Oh." Mo Chujue glanced at him, and hugged the coat in his hand even tighter, "What did my mother say?"

Normally, he would have panicked a lot, rushed out of the elevator and ran home to admit his mistake, but now that he was in a dream, his courage swelled up.

Yu Guixing said: "She asked me why I didn't reply, and I said you drink..."

Under Mo Chujue's rabbit-like stare, he wisely changed his words: "Play games outside all night with my classmates."

Mo Chujue was silent.

He was thinking about drinking or playing games, which would be beaten more by his mother.

While he was in a daze, Yu Guixing had already pulled him out of the elevator, and swiped open the door.

Only then did Mo Chujue come back to his senses, thinking, anyway, he was in a dream again, so when he woke up, could his mother come out of the dream and beat him up?

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, and while Yu Guixing let go of his wrist, he walked inside.

Once inside, he sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Yu Guixing asked the front desk to bring up a bowl of hangover soup, and after hanging up the phone, he saw Mo Chujue huddled up on the sofa, staring at him unblinkingly with moist black eyes.

With a itch in his heart, he turned and went into the bathroom.

The hygienic conditions of this hotel are fairly clean. He was about to take a shower, but just as he took off his shirt, there was a series of footsteps outside.

Mo Chujue knocked on the door: "What are you doing?"

Yu Guixing said, "Take a bath."

"Oh." After he finished speaking, he remained silent, standing at the door without moving, casting a black shadow on the frosted glass door.

Yu Guixing put his hands on the waist of his trousers, feeling a little awkward, as if he was being stared at.

Fortunately, the doorbell rang at this time, and Mo Chujue ran over to open the door with small steps.

Yu Guixing breathed a sigh of relief, took off his pants and started to take a shower, because he didn't change his clothes, he put on the hotel bathrobe after taking a shower, and put the dirty clothes into the washing machine.

As soon as he went out, he saw Mo Chujue holding a small bowl and drinking slowly.

"Go take a shower after drinking, and put your clothes in the washing machine next to it."

Mo Chujue looked up at him, and replied lazily from his nasal cavity.

After Mo Chujue finished his drink, he rested for a while before going to take a shower, and Yu Guixing was sitting outside waiting for him.

Ten minutes later, Mo Chujue came out wearing a bathrobe, his face was flushed, and he looked much more energetic.

Yu Guixing asked, "Are you sober?"

Mo Chujue was still a little dizzy, and shook his head upon hearing this.

Yu Guixing knew that he would forget things when he was drunk, so he waved to him: "Come here."

Mo Chu had some inexplicable expectations in his determination, and carefully sat down next to him, next to his legs.

In the next second, his sight was covered by the cloth, and Yu Guixing put his hand up

He took a towel to help him dry his hair.

Mo Chujue: "..."

The fantasy in his heart was shattered, and Mo Chujue was dissatisfied: "You just want to wipe my hair?"

"En." Yu Guixing turned on the hair dryer, and the high-powered wind instantly swallowed what Mo Chujue wanted to say.

Why is Yu Guixing still so annoying in the dream?

Mo Chu decided to be angry.

After drying his hair, Yu Guixing put away the hair dryer and patted the back of Mo Chujue's head lightly: "Okay, go to sleep."

Mo Chujue stood up and glanced at him: "Which room do I sleep in?"

"casual."

Mo Chujue chose the room on the left, and before closing the door, he poked his head out: "Then where do you sleep?"

Yu Guixing said, "What do you think?"

Mo Chujue licked his lips: "Sleep with me? This is not good..."

Yu Guixing smiled but not: "Don't worry, I'll sleep next door to you."

Mo Chujue raised his face, watched Yu Guixing enter the next door, and closed the door mercilessly.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning after such a big deal was done.

Yu Guixing's work and rest schedule is very regular. He usually goes to bed at ten o'clock, and no later than twelve o'clock at the latest, so today he fell asleep almost as soon as he touched his pillow.

But in a daze, he felt that the door of the room was opened, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a warm body rushed into the bed.

Before he could make a sound, the other party spoke first: "You actually let me sleep alone, Yu Guixing, you are finished!"

The voice was a bit milky, and Yu Guixing almost couldn't hold back his laughter by forcing a fierce look.

In the darkness, Mo Chujue didn't notice his open eyes. He was lying in Yu Guixing's arms, his legs tightly wrapped around him, and his voice was aggrieved, "You can't go on blind dates anymore."

Yu Guixing was taken aback for a moment, and the corners of his lips slowly fell down with a smile.

"Yu Guixing, you can't do whatever you want just because I like you, don't you know that I will be sad?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-1604:14:39~2021-02-1715:34:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Gu Gu Gu Gu 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!