In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

"What's in your hand?"

In the car, Mo Songlin sat in the back seat, and cast a "caring" look at Jiang Yu who had just come up.

Jiang Yu closed the car door and smiled slightly: "The roasted sweet potatoes I bought on the side of the road are delicious. Have Mr. Mo eaten? How about some sweet potatoes?"

"I ate it." A trace of disgust flashed across Mo Songlin's eyes, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yu's black sweater: "Where are those shirts of yours?"

Jiang Yu lowered his head and fiddled with the roasted sweet potatoes: "At home, I didn't wear them for fear of staining the white."

"Oh—who bought you this dress? Why is the quality so poor? Threads are coming out..."

Jiang Yu raised his head and smiled, that smile looked extremely gentle: "It's fine if you can wear it, I will change costumes when I'm acting."

"Lao Li, first go to the clothes store I usually go to."

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, a bit of longing and fear were written in his bright almond eyes.

Seeing his expression, Mo Songlin pulled him over and patted his head, feeling extremely satisfied.

"Thinking about it this way, I've never taken you out to buy clothes before. I'll drop by today, and I'll go there to get a few sets for you first."

"Mr. Mo, I... don't need Mr. Mo to bother me so much..."

"You child, you need to change your temper. What should you do if you are so soft and bullied outside?"

Jiang Yu thought to himself, didn't the original owner's temper of not daring to disobey and not making demands come from your pua?Why are you still asking about warmth?He flinched and said in a low voice, "I also want to save some money for Mr. Mo..."

"I still use you to save money?"

Mo Song Lin snorted and seemed even happier. He stroked Jiang Yu's head and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You're so good."

……

When he arrived at the clothes store, Mo Songlin waved his big hand to let him choose whatever he wanted. Jiang Yu glanced at him, with a sneer on his lips, he only picked expensive ones to try, and walked around in front of Mo Songlin every time he changed a set: "Mr. Mo , does it look good on me? Does it look good?"

After getting a series of perfunctory "buy, buy, buy" from Mo Songlin, the cabinet sister put on a suit, and Jiang Yu was about to change back to his sweater and jeans when Mo Songlin, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, suddenly said : "Don't change, just wear this suit and go to the reception with me."

That's right, I bought clothes emotionally because I was afraid that he would lose face.

Jiang Yu in the mirror is wearing a British-style outfit with beige and brown as the main tone, an accordion pleated shirt, a knitted plaid vest, slightly loose suit trousers, his slender ankles under the trousers, and a pair of soft leather small leather shoes.

Now it looks like fifteen or sixteen...Jiang Yu couldn't accept this set of clothes that resembled his high school uniform.

Mo Songlin glanced at the time: "Are you ready?"

"Okay, okay." The cabinet sister packed all the big and small bags and handed them to Jiang Yu.

"Charge it to my account." After Mo Songlin finished speaking, he walked out of the store without looking back.

The reception was held in a private club. On the way, Jiang Yu felt a little uneasy. Mo Songlin had a lot of good friends, each of whom had a better time with each other, so the reception might not be very clean.

However, Jiang Yu is very confident in his drinking capacity. If he comes to one, he will kill one, and if he comes two, he will kill a pair. What kind of monsters are they doing.

"Here we are, come down."

At this time, it was completely dark, and the car stopped in front of an ugly club.

Walking through the empty reception hall, the corridor was quiet, the ceiling lamp above his head was emitting pale light, Jiang Yu swallowed, followed Mo Songlin and stopped in front of a private hall door, followed by the soundproof door Slowly pushing it away, the noisy voices from inside poured out like a tide.

Colorful lights fluttered around, a group of men and women danced beside the deck to the singing on the karaoke stage in front, when the wine glasses collided, the wine spilled on the floor, and the young people beside the booth looked crazy, this place is not so much a reception as it is Said it was a disco.

Mo Songlin pulled him in, as if he was used to this scene.

Very good, as expected of a scumbag.Jiang Yu silently made a contribution to Mo Songlin in his heart - he will write it down in his notebook when he returns home!

"Brother Mo? Hey, Brother Mo is here!" A person among the swaying crowd walked over with a wine glass: "Brother Mo, you are late--you have to punish yourself with three glasses!"

The sound of the music died down, and several people around the booth saw Mo Song approaching, and greeted one after another: "Brother Mo, why did you come?! We have been drinking for more than half an hour!"

"If you don't come, it will be over!"

"Punish yourself with three cups, punish yourself with three cups!"

Mo Songlin cleared his throat: "I went to pick up someone, and I was delayed for a while."

After speaking, they saw someone hiding behind Mo Songlin.

"Hey, who are you bringing today?" A drunken young man with flat hair tilted his head to look: "Why haven't I seen him?"

Mo Songlin sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, someone poured wine for him immediately, Jiang Yu stood by the table, looking a bit cramped.

Mo Songlin patted the sofa beside him: "Come here."

"Mr. Mo, why isn't this little singer from last time? This one looks really tender. Has Mr. Mo changed his taste?"

Jiang Yu carefully stepped over the wine bottle on the ground, sat next to Mo Songlin, shrank back as if afraid.

Mo Songlin took a sip of his wine: "He hasn't changed his taste, so don't touch him."

"Yo——Brother Mo, why are you suddenly sympathetic today?" The drunk young man with flat hair supported the back of the sofa, and leaned over from behind the sofa to hook Jiang Yu's chin, but Jiang Yu shrank his head and avoided it.

"This little girl is pure enough—where did Brother Mo get that little beauty? She swallowed it herself without opening the eyes of the brothers..."

"This can't be that..." Another young man sat on the sofa opposite Mo Songlin, hugging a boy whose face was so thick that the powder fell off, and carefully looked at Jiang Yu's face: "This It won't be your...that one who has been in circles for four years..."

Mo Songlin narrowed his eyes, and the person next to him immediately kicked the young man under the table.

"Come and drink!" The others raised their glasses: "Brother Mo! If you came late, you agreed to punish yourself with three drinks! You didn't even drink this one, so you don't want to lose face——"

Everyone booed and poured three glasses of wine for Mo Songlin.

"Brother Mo, come on, finish it in one go!"

"If you don't drink it, we can ask the little beauty to drink it for you—"

The three goblets were placed neatly in front of Mo Songlin. He picked up a cup, shook it lightly, then brought it in front of him, lowered his head and asked Jiang Yu beside him, "Would you like to drink it for me?"