Yun Luo just helped Moxinian up, and was about to feed him hangover soup.
Howard hurried forward to help.
It’s just that she is so timid that she dare not even look at Moxinian’s face.
After feeding the hangover soup, Yunluo helped Moxinian take off his shoes, and then went out of the room with Hawthorne.
Moxinian in the room suddenly opened his eyes.
He sat up and lit a cigarette in the dark.
Moxinian felt that he was sick.
Obviously he doesn’t like Hawthorne, and he doesn’t like her, but his mind is full of her recently.
It’s her at work, and when I see the girl’s back on the road, I feel like her, even in my dreams.
At the moment when he saw her, a voice in his head shouted, kiss her.
And his body was really out of control, so he did that.
He did that to Hawthorne, but he couldn’t face the astonished expression on her face.
So, he could only hug her and call ‘Su Yao’.
Are you drunk?
Not drunk.
Are you not drunk?
It seems… drunk again.
No, he was drunk, must be drunk.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have done such…a thing that is too much for heaven’s sake.
Moxinian closed his eyes, “Calm down, you must calm down, you are Moxinian, don’t make any mistakes, don’t let the situation get out of control…”
He took a deep breath, put out the cigarette, and lay down on the bed again.
Hawthorne sent Yunluo downstairs.
Seeing her strange expression, Yunluo asked worriedly: “Miss Wynn, you look bad, are you all right?”
“Ah? Is there?” Hawthorne covered his cheeks with his hands: “Maybe he’s sleepy.”
“You haven’t slept so late, are you waiting for Mr. Mo?”
“That’s not true, I’m practicing guzheng.”
“Then you should pay attention to rest, it’s getting late, you can go upstairs to sleep, I will go back too.”
Howard nodded.
After Yunluo left, Hawthorne went to the sofa and sat down, his mind was blank.
She set the alarm for six o’clock in the morning.