"Qian Mo, come and have a drink." Mo Xiaonong imitated Xia Youxin's usual tone and voice when speaking.

Ye Qianmo shook his head. Didn't he drive Youxin away? How could he still hear her voice? Could it be that she is back?

"Baby, are you back?" Ye Qianmo took Mo Xiaonong's hand and asked gently.

"Qian Mo, it's me." When Mo Xiaonong heard the words "baby", his eyebrows were so bright that if he had a tail, he would be able to wag it to the sky.

Mo Xiaonong guessed that the baby Ye Qianmo was talking about was most likely Xia Youxin. She imitated Xia Youxin's words, but she didn't expect that Ye Qianmo would take the bait right after she made her move.

Seeing that Ye Qianmo seemed to still have some consciousness, Mo Xiaonong filled Ye Qianmo's glass of wine again.

"Here, Qianmo, there's another glass."

Mo Xiaonong smiled happily and poured the ecstasy soup into Ye Qianmo's mouth.

Ye Qianmo let himself get drunk. Being drunk does not intoxicate others, but people get drunk on themselves. He needs to get drunk.

Mo Xiaonong looked at Ye Qianmo intently. She was already familiar with the layout of Ye's villa. Mo Xiaonong supported Ye Qianmo. Ye Qianmo was tall and strong, and all his weight rested on Mo Xiaonong's as sharp as a knife.

On her shoulders, she struggled to help Ye Qianmo go to the bedroom.

Mo Xiaonong stretched out his hand to undress Ye Qianmo.

"Let go." Ye Qianmo said with her eyes closed. The indescribable majesty in her voice scared Mo Xiaonong. Her slender hands shrank reflexively and retracted them all.

After saying a sentence, Ye Qianmo continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Mo Xiaonong cautiously approached Ye Qianmo and smelled his even breathing. Mo Xiaonong felt relieved. How could he be willing to give up Mo Xiaonong at this time? Ye Qianmo was not drunk. Mo Xiaonong and Ye Qianmo were actually close in front of outsiders.

Wu Jian, behind the scenes, Mo Xiaonong knew that Ye Qianmo didn't even look at her.

"Baby, why, why are you his daughter?" Ye Qianmo murmured in his sleep, his words unclear, and Mo Xiaonong couldn't hear clearly. She leaned over to hear clearly, but Ye Qianmo stretched out his hand and pushed her back to sleep.

Does this movement look like a drunken person falling asleep?

Mo Xiaonong looked at Ye Qianmo carefully, thinking that it was possible that he was pretending to be drunk. Ye Qianmo's charming eyes could no longer tell the difference between north, south, east and west, and he was staggering when he walked.

Ye Qianmo was really drunk. His dreams were all about the beautiful time he spent with Xia Youxin. Subconsciously, he still remembered that Ye Haoran died because of Zhong Yuquan. Only then did Ye Qianmo whisper why Xia Youxin was Zhong Yuquan's daughter. In his tone

It's all helpless.

Whenever Mo Xiaonong wanted to get close to Ye Qianmo, he was blocked by Ye Qianmo. Ye Qianmo was very drunk and strong. Mo Xiaonong had no choice but to watch the duck flying away from the knife edge.

Xia Youxin, Xia Youxin, my good sister, if you leave, no one will stay, why do you want to take his heart with you?

It was night when Xia Youxin woke up. Her mouth was dry and her head was dizzy.

"Water." Xia Youxin murmured to herself.

Mo Xiaojun leaned against Xia Youxin's bed and woke up as soon as Ye Qianmo spoke.

"Youxin, it's great that you're awake." Mo Xiaojun said with joy. He was usually self-disciplined, but this was the first time he did this.

"water."

Xia Youxin had not yet woken up from her sleep. She kept her eyes closed and her chapped mouth kept calling for water.

"Do you want a drink of water? I'll get you some water when you wait." Mo Xiaojun stood up and planned to pour some water for Xia Youxin. He lay in front of the bed for a long time, and the blood circulation in his feet suddenly became poor. Mo Xiaojun stood up and planned to pour some water for Xia Youxin.

Jun fell directly beside Xia Youxin's bed.

Mo Xiaojun quickly stood up, rubbed his calves and said, "Youxin, just wait, I'll pour it for you."

Looking at Xia Youxin reluctantly, Mo Xiaojun happily held up the water glass. The doctor told him that if Xia Youxin could wake up, the first hurdle would have been passed, but her mood swings in the past few days were not good for the fetus. Ye Qian

Mo, how can you bear it?
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