Cheng Xiaonuo has always hated and afraid of Mo Cangkong, but she was really drunk tonight, and she just wiped tears and snot on him. Nan Yilei stared at Mr. Mo's face nervously, and he just frowned in disgust.

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

Xiaonuo tried hard to drill into Mo Cangkong's arms, crying like a little bee. Her heart hurts very much, as if a knife was cutting flesh piece by piece.

In the past few months, whenever she can't continue to be happy, she always thinks of Brother Yi Han and the sweet and happy times when she was with him. Those times shine in memory, warming her heart that was transferred to hell. However, today, those warmth suddenly became cold cannon fodder!

"Hug me tightly...I'm cold...Hug me tightly...Why don't you hug me tightly!"

Nan Yilei almost choked to death! This little girl can still make trouble!

Mo Cangqiong was also surprised, she would say: tmd!

As far as he knows, Cheng Xiaonuo's words do not have such "exciting" words.

There is no doubt that these three words must be subtly influenced by him.

"Open the car door."

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

Mo Cangqiong sat in the back seat with Xiao Nuo in her arms, and Nan Yilei drove. Mo Cangqiong placed Xiao Nuo's head on his legs. This position allowed you to clearly see the tears flowing from her beautiful eyes.

After so long, she was scared and scolded and cried countless times by herself!

What Mo Cangkong is most familiar with is her body and tears.

However, he had never seen Xiao Nuo cry so sadly. She was very depressed, biting her fist, and whimpering uncomfortablely. It seemed like she was crying blood, so she was really desperate. Mo Cangkong couldn't help but feel a little jealous and took a tissue to wipe her eyes hard. Nan Yilei looked through the rearview mirror and looked at Mr. Mo's eyes over and over again and again!

He couldn't dry it all the way.

...

"Why did Miss Cheng drink so much wine? Oh my God, is he drunk like this?"

The aunt at home looked at Mr. Mo with the drunk Miss Cheng back in surprise, hurriedly walked in front, opened the bedroom door, and helped lay the quilt.

"Go and cook some quenching soup."

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

Cheng Xiaonuo rolled over the bed and grabbed Mo Cangqiong's arm with discomfort. Her face was red, and she closed her eyes and said vaguely: "I... feel so uncomfortable... feel so uncomfortable..."

The blue color of Mo Cangkong's eyes was like a calm lake, rippling gently.

"Do you know who I am? Just grabbing my hand?"

She turned over and rolled back, hugged the pillow, and rode on it!

"Know……"

Mo Cangkong's sharp eyes became soft. He walked to Xiao Nuo's left, took off his coat, and lay on the bed with her. Xiao Nuo grabbed his chest and bit his hair. Her way of drinking was really special, as if a child was dependent on others, not knowing fear and strangeness. However, she didn't open her eyes, and even if Mo Cangkong called her name in a low voice, she closed her eyes.

Mo Cangkong understood that she was drunk and didn't want to face this world that made her suffer.

The aunt at home cooked sobering soup, and Mo Cangqiong personally fed Cheng Xiaonuo and drank it sipped. The aunt couldn't help but be happy. Mr. Mo was finally willing to treat Miss Cheng a little better!

Xiao Nuo slept beside Mo Cangkong for a long time.

This was the first time she could sleep beside him without doing anything. Mo Cangkong fell asleep, hugging Xiao Nuo. In the early morning, Xiao Nuo woke up in a daze!

"ah?"
Chapter completed!