Chapter 2002: Slowly like you 251

Chapter 2002 slowly likes you 251
In a short time, Jing Ling was busy coming back, and he was going to take Wen Momo to go. I don’t know if they saw it, but I was afraid that I couldn’t catch up with it, and I followed Jing Ling.
After arriving at the Yuetai Pavilion, the good people ordered a lot of wine dishes, and the table wine stove boiled openly. Jingling, the younger generation of these new hospitals, naturally had to toast the old predecessors.
At that time, Wen Momo had also started to drink with Zhao Rushuang. The mirror Ling, sitting next to him, frowned and glanced at him. Wen Momo suddenly retracted his hand and looked at the mirror. Bowl of milk tea came over to drink for her, Wen Momo felt that Jing Ling brother also treated her as a child, but did not dare to talk back to Jing Ling brother, only reluctantly took the bowl of milk tea.
And her eyes looked at Jing Ling's brother holding a glass of wine and drinking with other people on the wine table, a little embarrassed.
To be honest, she has had a drink since she was a child. According to her mother, she said that she was over fourteen years old. She was too excited to have a small glass of wine and then went to sleep for a day and a night. After that, what did she say? She is not allowed to drink alcohol. Rao was the engagement party with Jing Ling’s brother. Jing Ling’s brother also remembered the words of her mother, and did not let her touch half a drop of wine.
For this reason, Wen Momo saw that Jing Ling brother had alcohol and drink, so she did not have to drink, and her heart was somewhat lost and wronged, but she did not dare not listen to Jing Ling’s brother.
On the other side of the time, Mo Zhifei always remembered that he had almost kissed him after drunkenness, even though he was forcibly taken away for the first time and the second kiss of his life... I am sure that I can’t let my heart attack him so hard.
Therefore, Mo Zhifei only let the heart and the predecessors respect a small glass of wine, then brazenly replaced the jug that was placed next to him into a teapot. He drank himself, but only let him drink tea.
I took a sip of my heart and knew that it was tea, but despite my ulterior motives, I still didn’t dismantle it.
After all... he doesn’t want to go back to the drunkenness and then come back again...
But what I didn’t think of was that this time, his own people were awake and did not drink much, but they knew that they had blushing with the people on the wine table, and even blew the cows.
The reason is because some people on the wine table said that there is no fiancee around him. I don’t know if I heard this. I said that he likes to have more girls. In the past two years, he took his family to Mofu. The number of girls who talked about marriage was too many. It was because he asked for himself and he could not see anyone.
At the time, he was eager to eat something, and he listened to Mo Zhifei without saying anything.
"Ha ha ha, what kind of person do you like?" Someone could not help but ask.
"I... I like the eyes to be beautiful! I don't care for people!"
"No, Mo Shaoye, do you like to find abuse? How do you like it?"
Uncertainly, he bowed his head in an inexplicable way. He was a little anxious to eat. He was stunned and picked up the teacup and poured a sip of water.
The ears are a little red.
It seems that... I know that I really drink too much, and I started to talk nonsense.
After the banquet was dispersed, it was already late at night. It was not early in the hour. Because Mo Zhifei seemed to be more energetic, everyone discussed to find someone to send Mo Zhifei back. At this time, I don’t know what to expect. I lived in the back of my heart and said with a drunken eye: "Little Master wants to send me back!"
Several people looked at them both surprised.
The heart groaned and explained dryly: "I know Mo Zhifei."
It’s awkward to hear that everyone’s stunned, nodded and let the heart rush to send people back.
At that time, Wen Momo, who originally thought that he was one of those who watched the excitement, quickly found himself wrong.
After the banquet, Jing Ling said indifferently to the crowd, took the hand of Wen Momo, got up and left the platform.
Prior to this, Wen Momo thought that the Jingling brother had a good amount of alcohol, at least it was much better than the madness of the wine, because before leaving the platform, Jing Ling was very quiet and silent. It looks the same as usual.
It wasn't until the Moon Pavilion came out that the two of them took their hands and walked on the street for a long time. Jing Ling suddenly breathed a sinking and fell on Wen Momo. Wen Momo couldn't help but be crushed by him. He almost fell down together. She struggled to hold the arm of Jing Ling and hurriedly yelled at him: "Brother, brother... what happened to you?"
Jing Ling seems to feel that her hard work is uncomfortable, and finally managed to hold up some, but still hold her.
Wen Momo was swayed by him, shaking his hand nervously. "Brother, brother?"
"Wen Momo," Jing Ling took a breath, suddenly close to her ear, a word slowly and slowly.
Wen Momo bowed and felt that his ears were a little itchy by his anger, but he couldn't hide. He had to smack his head and said, "I am."
"Do you know... how cute you are."
Wen Momo stunned: "Ah? I, I know..."
My brother is so strange, why should my brother ask her this kind of question?
However, Jing Ling hugged her, a bit of a punished bite of her ear, her face, and slowly corrected her: "No, you don't know, only... I know."
Wen Momo’s face is arrogant:
...

Jing Ling said as she reluctantly kissed her ear and kissed her, muttering to herself: "Only I know..."
That low, slow tone is like saying something amazing.
However, Wen Momo is dumbfounded. She really never knows that Jing Ling’s brother has such a stupid side. If she says something wrong... No, her stupid person can’t say such childish shame, Jing Ling’s brother. It’s so cold and ruthless that the people who are going to die are doing this to say this in a serious way!
Wen Momo was thinking, Jing Ling suddenly sniffed her lips, biting her lips, and gently rubbing it, a bit sloppy and whispered: "How do you have milk in your mouth... ..."
"...I, I drank milk tea."
"It's so sweet."
"Ah... is it? If your brother likes it, you can drink it when you go back..."
"I said Momo's mouth is sweet."
"..." Wen Momo blushes and is overwhelmed.
Jing Ling brother, this is... what happened... He rarely praises her, and it’s still so greasy, it’s rare, but now Jingling’s brother is telling her a greasy love story... It’s too weird...
"The breathing is also sweet." Jing Ling kissed her and kissed her nose.
Wen Momo’s face was redder, and it was reflected that it was on the street.
(End of this chapter)