The sleeping little loli frowned slightly.

Mu Shuiling hurriedly covered her phone and ran outside to answer.

"Sister Mu, can you come here now?" Mo Qingxue seemed embarrassed on the phone.

Mu Shuiling's premonition was floating by, "What's wrong?"

"Brother is drunk again."

She clearly told herself that she had drawn a clear line with Mossor five years ago.

His affairs have nothing to do with her anymore.

But……

Why did she feel soft-hearted when she heard the sound of praying on Mo Qingxue’s phone?

She thought she was crazy.

As soon as I entered the room, the strong smell of wine came to my nose. She choked and coughed.

In the darkness, Mosgot could not be found. Just as he was about to turn on the light, a person who breathed in the smell of alcohol fell on her.

The smell of wine is everywhere in the air, and you can imagine how bad Moscow drinks.

"Is it you?" The person who hugged her from behind murmured, and the drunken voice moved Mu Shuiling's every move.

"You're drunk."

Such Moss is too strange.

The Mosgot she knew would not get drunk for anyone, nor would he degenerate himself for anyone.

The Mosjue she knew was calm and steady, good at hiding her emotions. She would not reveal her true feelings and was mysterious.

His changes caught her off guard.

As soon as he struggled, a drunken voice came from above his head, "Don't move, let me hug you."

"Moss..."

"I'm sorry..." Mosjue's voice suddenly choked, "I've been owe you a sorry for five years."

He regretted it, regretted agreeing to the deal, and regretted letting go of her.

She suddenly disappeared five years ago, for him, was a torture.

Punish him for letting go and torture him for being unbearable at that time.

sorry……

The three words were like a heavy stone, pressing on her heart, feeling so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

She admitted that these three words easily defeated the hatred of Moscow in her heart for the past five years.

She admitted that she could not let go of that love.

She admitted that she still loved him.

She will feel distressed when she sees him like this.

"You... are drunk, I... go and pour you a glass of sobering tea."

As soon as she touched his hand, she was instantly squeezed backwards. Before she could react, a hot mouth touched her cold pink lips.

"Um..." This kiss came too suddenly, and Mu Shuiling was really shocked.

This scene is too familiar.

That night five years ago, she was drunk and was beaten to him.

"Moss, you're drunk, get up!" She was kissed to death, and when she came to her senses, she was already pressed onto the bed.

All this came too suddenly, and the development of things was completely beyond her expectations.

She obviously... just came to persuade him not to drink.

Definitely not here... to be sent to bed!

But Mosjue, who was confused about drinking, had lost his mind. The more she refused, the more domineering he possessed.

Suddenly, the clothes on his chest were wiped off and completely exposed to Mosjue's sight. Mu Shuiling exclaimed in shame, "Mosjue!"

Her cheeks were so embarrassed that she blushed up. Regardless of her exclamation, Mossor lowered his head and continued to kiss her lips.

Mu Shuiling put his hands on her chest, and she could no longer wake up the drunk Mossjue in vain.

So she no longer makes unnecessary resistance.

She had feelings for him, she knew.

She even knew that tonight she... could no longer escape.

Slowly, his hands pressed against his chest were pressed by Moscow.

Before entering, Mosle's words completely made her fall into the clouds.
Chapter completed!