Close his eyes, deliberately ignore the separation between the two houses, and took a deep breath. Mo Zixiu jumped. When he thought he might fail, he had already landed on the balcony outside Fang Xiaoyou's room safely.

After landing safely, Mo Zixiu slowly opened his eyes and turned around to look at the intervals between the houses. Thinking of his actions like a young boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. Unexpectedly, he was still so crazy for the same woman at the age of time.

Shaking his head and throwing all the messy thoughts in his mind behind him, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window of Fang Xiaoyou's room.

In the past, Fang Xiaoyou liked to open a little window when sleeping. Today, he also read that Fang Xiaoyou did not lock the window. When he pushed it gently and found that Fang Xiaoyou's habits over the years had not changed, he felt that God was actually not bad to him today.

When I entered Fang Xiaoyou's room, I found that there were many beer bottles scattered on the floor. The whole room was filled with the smell of beer. I grabbed the pillow in my hand and said something vaguely in my mouth.

Mo Zixiu, who couldn't hear clearly what Fang Xiaoyou was saying, just raised his eyebrows. He carefully avoided the beer bottle on the ground, walked to the bed, and looked down at Fang Xiaoyou, who seemed to be drunk and unconscious.

Because of being close, he could clearly see Fang Xiaoyou's face. Against this, he could finally hear clearly what she was talking about.

When he heard that she was drunk and actually shouting another man's name, he felt a fire of nameless rushing straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his mind. He sat out of control on the edge of the bed, rudely pulled the drunk Fang Xiaoyou from the bed, and said in a rough voice: Fang Xiaoyou, get up for me.

After drinking too much wine, I felt my brain become drowsy, my stomach seemed to have turned into a small ocean, and the wine in my stomach was like the sea water in the sea, constantly rolling. She was so furious that she didn't open her eyes. She complained vaguely: I want to sleep, don't quarrel.

Sleeping? A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Mo Zixiu's mouth and said: You think beautifully.

As soon as he thought that she was drunk, she actually called another man's name, he wanted to pinch her neck and shake it hard, and asked her why she had never understood her thoughts for so many years. However, even if she was extremely angry, she was still reluctant to do something that hurt her, so he had to pinch her nose, making her unable to breathe.

Fang Xiaoyou, who had already felt troubled with breathing, felt even more uncomfortable after being pinched by someone's nose, but even so, she still closed her eyes tightly and refused to open it.

Mo Zixiu, who was determined to make Fang Xiaoyou sober, pinched her nose with one hand and pressed her face with the other.

At first, Fang Xiaoyou thought it was an annoying mosquito torture herself. However, when she tried to drive away several times, the discomfort still did not disappear. She was like a bug, constantly moving on the bed, and said vaguely: I want to sleep, sleep

Looking at Fang Xiaoyou's movements, Mo Zixiu felt angry and annoyed. Knowing that her breathing was not smooth, he let go of the hand that pinched her nose, and the other hand gently stroked her face. He looked at her with a loving expression and murmured: Xiaoyou, when will you understand my feelings?

He has been waiting for all these years. He thought he had the patience to wait, but when he found out that she fell in love with someone else, he found that he seemed to be unable to wait for a day.

Although he went to a friend's appointment today, his mind was constantly thinking about Fang Xiaoyou throughout the day, and her figure kept appearing in front of him. A long time ago, he knew that he had been infected with a poison called Fang Xiaoyou, but what he didn't expect was that the poison on his body was so deep. He even suspected that his poison would continue to last for the next life.

In fact, sometimes when he recalled everything the two of them had gone along, he didn't understand why he fell in love with her who was not as feminine as he could, but when he realized it, she was already living in his heart.

When he realized she was in his heart, he had to believe that something was destined.

Realizing that he had become as sad as Lin Meimei, Mo Zixiu smiled self-deprecatingly and continued to say unhappy for himself: Fang Xiaoyou, who do you like in your heart?

Fang Xiaoyou, who was determined to sleep, just wanted to send away the annoying mosquito beside her. She replied in a daze: You, what you like the most is you.

As soon as Fang Xiaoyou finished speaking, Mo Zixiu felt that his blood seemed to have frozen. He looked at her in disbelief. The next second, his blood increased again.

Even though he knew that she was drunk and what she said was not credible, he still looked at her in disbelief, and expected that these words were actually her drunken truth.

In order to find out whether what Fang Xiaoyou said just now was the truth, he helped Fang Xiaoyou up from the bed with force. He shook Fang Xiaoyou gently and said: What were you saying just now? Say it again!

After Fang Xiaoyou, who felt her head was groggy, was shaken by Mo Zixiu, she closed her eyes and said in pain: Stop shaking, I want to vomit.

At this moment, Mo Zixiu seemed to have taken the initiative to ignore anything he didn't want to hear. He still shook Fang Xiaoyou and asked: Explain it clearly, who is the person you like!

The drunk Fang Xiaoyou already felt uncomfortable. When Mo Zixiu was shaking her, she covered her mouth tightly and said with a painful expression: I, I, I, I'm going to vomit.

In normal times, Mo Zixiu would have taken Fang Xiaoyou to the bathroom. However, at this moment, he just wanted to find an answer that satisfies himself. He coaxed softly and said: Be good, answer my question and I will let you have a good sleep.

However, Fang Xiaoyou, who was in a turbulent stomach, could no longer bear the feeling of vomiting. She didn't know where she got the strength and pushed Mo Zixiu aside, then lay on the edge of the bed and vomited out in pain.

Mo Zixiu looked at Yan Xiaohuan's actions almost dumbfoundedly, and forgot to react for a moment.

After vomiting, Fang Xiaoyou seemed to feel more comfortable. With her eyes closed, she pulled Mo Zixiu's hand, rubbed her mouth gently on his sleeve, and then fell asleep on the bed.
Chapter completed!