After she finished speaking, the door of the next room was wide open, and the two people who had been hiding and watching the fun slowly emerged.

Yuan Yi pushed Jin Xi and asked him to come forward and hid behind him.

Mo Xiran stood up and kicked Zhou Yanchen's calf.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the two men, "What's going on? What about Xiaobao?"

"Xiao Bao is sleepy, sleepy." Yuan Yi rushed to answer. After answering, he hurriedly shrank behind Jin Xi.

Poke and poke Jin Xi's back with his fingers.

Jin Xi frowned slightly, put his fist on his lips and coughed lightly, "That..."

"Explanation." Mo Xiran hugged his arm and glanced at him, "Why is Zhou Yanchen here? And he still drinks like this?"

Pretending to be drunk becomes really drunk.

"He, why is he here?" Jin Xi said, looking sideways at Yuan Yi, "Hmm?"

Yuan Yi glared, "Hmm?"

Jin Xi smiled, "What do you want to ask you, Yuan Xiaoyi, why?"

Yuan Yi gritted his teeth and secretly pinched a piece of meat on Jin Xi's waist, and his voice changed: "Yes, why?"

"Enough!"

I was too lazy to listen to the two of them asking around here, Mo Xiran was impatient, "You two sent him home."

"Not going back!"

This sound came from Zhou Yanchen at Mo Xiran's feet.

He reached out and grabbed Mo Xiran's fingertips and rubbed gently: "I won't go back, Xixi, Xixi..."

He whispered and made her feel confused.

Mo Xiran bit his lip and did not break free from his hand.

Why?

She was asking herself, too.

What exactly did they miss?

"Oh, you can't just let him sit here like that." Yuan Yi said, pushing Jin Xi forward.

Jin Xi glanced at Mo Xiran, curled her lips, bent over and helped Zhou Yanchen up.

Yuan Yi quickly grabbed Mo Xiran's shoulder bag, took out the room card and swiped the door open as she stared.

The two of them worked together to help Zhou Yanchen onto the bed.

Yuan Yi turned around and saw Mo Xiran following in. He squeezed his eyes at Jin Xi and pushed him out.

"Well, Mo Xiran, take care of Mr. Zhou, you don't have to worry about Xiaobao, just sleep with us, we're leaving."

After finishing quickly, Yuan Yi pulled Jin Xi away.

The door was closed behind him, and Yuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head, he asked Jin Xi beside him, "If we do this, Mo Xiran won't be angry to death, right?"

Jin Xi curled his lips and smiled, pinching the tip of his nose, "You are stupid, did she stop us from helping Zhou Yanchen in just now?"

Yuan Yi said: "Apart from glaring at her eyes, she didn't say that she couldn't do it."

"That's right, she's just embarrassed. None of these two people can do without each other."

"You seem to understand what you said."

"I know better than you."

...

Mo Xiran sat on the single sofa, staring at the man on the bed in a daze.

He lay on his back on the bed, his legs hanging down beside the bed. This position should be very uncomfortable.

She thought for a moment, got up and took off his shoes, and then tried hard to pull him up.

After finishing it, she got up and wanted to leave, but he suddenly opened his eyes and hugged her.

"you!"

With a scream, Mo Xiran was held under Zhou Yanchen.

His phoenix eyes were light and he looked at her in confusion.

"Xixi, is it you?"

The male voice is hoarse and obscure.

Mo Xiran didn't speak.

Zhou Yanchen stretched out his slender fingers, bent them, and flicked her forehead.

"You are not good, why did you come back?"

This simple little action directly popped up Mo Xiran's tears.

God knows!

She missed him so much in the past three years.

Meng Baozi looks so much like him, and she will feel distressed when she sees cute Baozi.

"Don't cry, Xixi don't cry." Zhou Yanchen was drunk too much, and he couldn't speak clearly, and his tongue was knotted.

Seeing her crying, he panickedly wiped her tears.

Mo Xiran sniffed and overturned him.

With her back to her, she raised her hand to wipe her tears dry.

There was no movement behind her, so she turned her head to look at it and smiled angrily.

He actually fell asleep.

Zhou Yanchen's wine has always been very good.

When I get drunk, I don’t make a fuss, I just go to bed.

Different from her.

When she got off the floor, she went into the bathroom and twisted a wet towel, wiped his face and hands, and heard him call Xixi several times.

After finishing everything, she sat by the bed and looked at him silently.

From his eyebrows, to his eyelids, to his nose, to his lips as thin as a cicada's wings.

It is said that men with thin lips are indifferent.

Where is him?

Her slender fingers slowly stretched towards him, and she rubbed against his thin lips.

...

The morning sun shines freely, starting from the temple, the whole scalp is a little sore, numb, swelling and painful.

The wine I drank yesterday was a mess. If it weren't for the mixed drink, he wouldn't be drunk easily and unconscious based on his alcohol tolerance.

But in a vague way, he clearly remembered several sporadic scenes.

The first thing to be affected was Mo Xiran's face and gentle expression.

Is that true?

Thinking of it, my eyelids felt light.

Zhou Yanchen raised his hand, pinched his eyebrows, and opened his eyes quietly.

The eyes were pricked by the glimmer of light, and he adapted a little. When he opened it again, a cute little face appeared in his eyes.

The phoenix eyes blinked, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Little bag?"

Meng Baozi squatted on the bed, holding her chin with her hands to look at him.

The little phoenix eyes were full of contempt.

"You're awake." He spoke, faintly.

"Um." After rubbing his temples hard, Zhou Yanchen asked, "Where is this?"

Meng Baozi said, "My mommy's room." After that, he was a little unhappy.

"You occupied this place yesterday, which made me sleep on my eldest father and younger father's side!" He accused.

Zhou Yanchen couldn't help laughing. His son was so cute.

Sitting up, he reached out to hug Meng Baozi and placed him on his knees.

The cute bun has a bulging cheek, and the little phoenix eyes are raised, and she is very unhappy.
To be continued...