Until her messy heartbeat slowly calmed down, it was already late at night. Although Long Qingye was looking at the documents, his heart was tied to the little woman beside him. He threw away the documents in his hand. Long Qingye turned off the lights and put her sleeping in his arms. He was very excited. At dinner, she called his mother and said, "Mom". Did she admit his "husband"?

No one knew how he was at that time. Fang Rui was surprised and he felt incredible, but he didn't show it like Fang Rui.

No matter what, she is his wife now, and she has been holding her arms like this for the rest of her life, without a trace of lust, and his heart is very satisfied, as if she has filled the deepest gap in her heart. The person in her arms is asleep and in a daze, she feels like she has fallen into a warm embrace. That night, the two people who embraced each other have no dreams all night.

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Roland moved out of Yunhua Pavilion a month ago. She bought a commercial house in the community. Although the area is small, it spent her savings over the past few years. She couldn't help but sigh that China's housing prices are so inflated, no wonder TV series like Nakameng is so popular.

She sent a text message to Mo Chaodong and met at a nearby restaurant, saying that she would return something to him. She had been with her for eight years. Sometimes, when she remembered him, she would take it out and look at it and think of others.

Now I don’t want to have any separation from him anymore, so I should give it back to him.

Mo Chaodong had arrived early and put a few bottles of wine in front of him. When he saw Roland, he raised his glass and took a sip of wine. He had a bad premonition and always felt that Roland was a big deal to find him.

Roland raised a bunch of things from her bag. Before she could see what it was, she heard a crisp metal sound. Roland threw the key on the table and said carelessly, "This is your thing. I found it when I moved, and I will give it to you now!" She lied, she kept it well, for fear of losing or damage. Mo Chaodong said that she only took away the keys, which meant that she still had a little nostalgia for him. She didn't want anyone to know. In fact, she still had Mo Chaodong in her heart, for fear that she would be despised again, so she returned it to Mo Chaodong. On the one hand, she had to force herself to break it clean with him, and on the other hand, she told Mo Chaodong that she didn't care about him eight years ago.

Mo Chaodong looked closely and saw that it was the key, and she wanted to return it to him? He would rather she keep it all the time so that she would not forget him.

"Is this mine? Why don't I recognize it?" Mo Chaodong was fooling, and he never asked for the things he gave out.

"Whether you recognize it or not, this is yours. You have returned the things you gave me eight years ago. Take them away!"

Mo Chaodong curled the corner of his lips, "I gave it to you? Then when did I give it to you? Where? What were we doing at that time?"

Roland was furious, "Don't look east! You did it on purpose!"

Mo Chaodong admitted, "Yes! I did it on purpose, you should take away the key! The things I gave to women will never be taken back!"

After hearing this, Roland mocked him with a sour voice, "I don't know how many keys I have to get!"

Mo Chaodong lowered his eyes. She misunderstood and her voice was low, "Lanlan, I'll give you the key, no one else."

Roland was stunned for a moment. She only had the key? He had never given it to other women. As soon as this idea came out, she was thrown far away by her. Even if only she had the key, it could ensure that other women did not have other special things.

Mo Chaodong grabbed the wine-filled cup and tilted it down. Before a while, the wine glass was empty and there was no drop left.

Roland widened his eyes. What did he do when he was drinking so hard! "Mo Chaodong, how can you drive later if you drink so much wine?"

Mo Chaodong beat him apart and blinked his eyes. How did the people in front of him become two? He was drunk? Impossible! Why is he so easy to get drunk? "You, you drink too!" Pushing a bottle in front of her, Roland looked at her calmly, and Mo Chaodong smiled, "Don't you dare to drink?"

Roland was angry, "Who said I dare not drink it! I am a 'massive', and I drink it if I drink it, and whoever is afraid of it?"

Roland touched a bottle of wine, imitated him, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

She didn't lie, she was indeed a huge number of men who had attended parties abroad and poured beer into a table of men. Those men had to admire her.

After a bottle of Raffie, her cheeks were red and her head became heavier.

She also wants to drink, Mo Chaodong stops her, "You, stop drinking, you're drunk!"

"Stop drinking, you asked me to drink it. Come on, let's do it, what's the point of a bottle! I can drink ten bottles too! Do it!" Roland held up a bottle of unopened wine. Obviously, they were all drunk.

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Mo Chaodong opened the door, and Roland was still drunk, "Where is this? Let's go back and continue drinking!"

They went back to the new house that Roland had just bought. Mo Chaodong sent her back. He drank a lot of wine, but he actually dared to drive back! The things were all double images. When he walked, he was head-heavy and leaned against Roland. They killed eight bottles of foreign wine alone. Roland drank more than him and was drunk deeper than him. He kept yelling that he would not be drunk and wanted to continue drinking. If Mo Chaodong had brought her back early, she would probably have died of drunkenness in the hotel now.

"Don't stop me, I want to drink, I can drink ten more bottles!" Roland yelled, and her shouting could be heard throughout the floor.

Mo Chaodong carried her on his shoulders, and Roland kicked his feet. Don't carry her like this, she was so dizzy.

Mo Chaodong slapped her on the butt, "Be quiet."

After carrying it to the room, Roland struggled hard. Mo Chaodong couldn't stand steadily. He fell down with the gravity. Fortunately, there was a bed so they wouldn't fall into a miserable fall.

Mo Chaodong's head slammed hard on her stomach, and Roland exclaimed and kicked the person lying on her.

Mo Chaodong didn't feel the pain. She was confused now. This little strength didn't make her itchy enough. She patted her forehead and Mo Chaodong breathed, and the alcohol was so irritating.

"Oh! This is your home. You're home. I'm leaving!" Mo Chaodong got up, grabbed him with his small hands, looked at his face with half a microscopic eyes, and pinched him hard, "Huh? Why do you look so much like a person?"

Mo Chaodong was in pain and patted her hand away, "Who do I look like?"

Roland thought for a while, "Like a turtle!"

"Who is Mo Wu!" Why does it sound so uncomfortable!

"Mo turtle is Mo Chaodong, that bad guy! Mo Chaodong frowned, eh? He seems to be calling Mo Chaodong, no! He is Mo Chaodong, dare to scold him, you are tired of living, right?
Chapter completed!