Mr. Mo smells so good

Mo Yuhui looked at the young man whose eyes were red because of his emotions or because of drinking, and felt as if he had been punched hard in his heart. He knew, he always knew that he was always looking for Qin Zheng of.

Those hundreds of different emails show that he has never forgotten that passing passerby in his life, but the email text reflected on the screen is far less than the stubborn looking at him in front of him, and his tone is still very aggrieved The young man was shocked when he said that he had been looking for Qin Zheng, but he couldn't find him.

He was a little speechless, lowered his head and suddenly didn't know how to face the young man opposite him.

Chu Qing might really be a little drunk. After saying this sentence, he muttered something in his mouth. Mo Yuhui couldn't hear it clearly, but he heard the last sentence clearly.

"Anyway, no matter what, I will find him. After I find him, I will ask him why he is avoiding me."

Seeing him muttering, Mo Yuhui suddenly couldn't help laughing, watching him open another can and wanted to stop him, but he still didn't reach out, forget it, let him have a drink if he has nothing to do today Have fun.

"why do not you talk?"

Chu Qing looked up at the man who had been silent all this time, Mo Yuhui reacted and nodded in response to him

"Well, maybe he has something to hide."

Chu Qing was even more displeased when he heard this, he was still muttering, and he was talking nonsense when he got drunk

"If there is something unspeakable that you can't see, let me tell you. Now he doesn't even give me any news. I don't know if he is alive. He just dumped me like this, and he broke up without saying hello. This, this kind of behavior is called , What is it called, it has been said on the Internet, yes, it is called a scumbag."

Mo Yuhui was stunned when he heard this, and dumped him?What do you mean breaking up without saying hello?He couldn't help recalling their previous relationship carefully, as if, as if they weren't together, right?How could he be dumped?Still a scumbag, he suddenly couldn't laugh or cry and didn't know what to say.

Chu Qing drank more than half of the can on his own. There was already a pile of large and empty soda cans on the table. Seeing that the person across from him stood still and did not speak, he raised his hand and patted the table, then lay down on the table to look. He leaned his face forward and asked persistently

"Tell me, is he a scumbag?"

Looking at his eyes, Mo Yuhui knew that this person was not sober, so he pressed his forehead helplessly and nodded

"It's a scumbag."

But Young Master Chu, who got an affirmative answer, was not happy again, and his expression was a little aggrieved

"But he is definitely not a scumbag. He saved me. When I woke up, I didn't have any injuries on my body, but he was gone, gone. I still have a lot of things I haven't said to him. I like him, I like him very much, he I don't even know."

Mo Yuhui couldn't bear Chu Qing's expression. He felt that the young man was just unwilling to find him. He didn't deny the young man's vague affection for Qin Zheng at the beginning, but he didn't expect that this man's feelings were far stronger than he imagined before. strong.

Mixed feelings are not enough to describe Mo Yuhui's mood at the moment. This kind of affection and love is what he has been looking forward to for so many years, but it is for Qin Zheng, for the 'person' he pretended to be, It was for Qin Zheng, who had a completely different personality from him.

Chu Qing drank a lot of wine and ate a lot of meat. He hummed and sat on the sofa shouting for support. Mo Yuhui got up and cleaned up the table, cleaned the dishes, put the leftover dishes in the refrigerator, and counted them. Count the empty soda cans on the table, 11 cans.

He ate too much, and Mo Yuhui didn't dare to let him lie down directly. He could only let him sit on the sofa to digest his food. Comrade Chu Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, was lying at the tea table in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at something with his head turned sideways.

Mo Yuhui walked over lightly, and just now he cleaned up his waist and legs with throbbing pain, helped the back of one chair, and sat on the mahogany chair on the other side.

After a while, he saw that the child was studying there with his favorite blue and white cup in his hand, turning it over and over again, his heart trembled when he saw it.

He quickly picked up a small bamboo teacup on the table and handed it over

"Xiaoqing, this one looks good, you play with it."

As he spoke, he was about to carefully take the blue and white cup from him, but unexpectedly the man turned away from him, Mo Yuhui raised his head and met the eyes of the young man looking at him like a fool

"Your broken bamboo can still look better than mine?"

Mo Yuhui: "..."

"Are you here for tea?"

Chu Qing looked at the cup, lifted it up and asked the person opposite, Mo Yuhui's heart also rose up

"It's for tea, do you want to drink?"

Chu Qing thought for a while and nodded.

"Then give me the cup and I'll make you tea."

At this moment, the man seemed to be coaxing Little Red Riding Hood's grandma wolf, and stretched out his hand. Sure enough, this time Chu Qing raised his hand and gave him the cup, and Mo Yuhui quickly changed hands and put the cup aside.

Mo Yuhui raised his hand to boil the water on one side of the kettle, and took out the tea leaves. Chu Qing really drank too much today, so it's good to drink some tea to sober up.

The curtains were not drawn in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the snow outside the window did not slow down at all, and it fell silently. Inside the window, a drunken young man was lying on the table looking at this and playing with that. It can't affect the warmth of this room.

After the water was boiled, Chu Qing lay down on the table and watched the man making tea, his head was dizzy, and his eyes followed the man's fingers to look back and forth. The man's fingers were long and slender, but the palm was missing It was a bit bloody and looked a little pale, but it still didn't affect the beauty of the fingers.

Chu Qing was a little confused. He remembered that he seemed to have seen such a beautiful hand before. Just as he was thinking about it, he stretched out his paw and touched it. Mo Yuhui was holding a pot to pour out the water for washing tea, when he suddenly touched his hand. Come up, a little dazed, look up at him.

Chu Qing also looked up at him, smiling, obviously still not sober

"It's so beautiful, your hands are so beautiful."

He was still touching and searching on the back of the man's hand while he was talking, Mo Yuhui was really defeated by him, did he meet a pervert? Shouldn't the correct way for him now be to mention this wolf cub's heir? To throw out the neck?

Mo Yuhui thought over and over again that it was too cold outside, and he was afraid that he would not have the strength to move him, so he calmed down, but he still raised his hand to pat the paw, and even teased him

"Xiaoqing, please be honest."

The author says:

Mr. Mo in this chapter is really not easy

Being taken advantage of by a scumbag, I laughed at what I wrote, haha

I can't bear to throw it out

Chu Qing relied on drinking too much and did whatever he wanted, thinking that the two of them would sleep on the same bed tonight, I rubbed my hands excitedly

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