Chapter 1473: Ling Mofeng helpless

Chapter 1473 Ling Mofeng Helpless
The black behemoth suddenly flicked and blocked in front of Lan Yanxi, and the harsh sound of the tires rubbing the ground was a trend that scared Lan Yanxi and almost fell.
what's the situation?
Lan Yanxi couldn't help but step back two steps, and saw that the door of the driver's seat opened, and a tall figure came down to make her very familiar.
"Ling Mofeng?" Lan Yan raised his drunken eyes and looked at him in a blur, the light of the street light shone down, and the man's somber complexion shook Lan Yanxi with a feeling of daring to lean forward.
She stepped back one step, but still did not avoid the strong approach of the man, the palm of her hand grasped her wrist slightly, opened the copilot's door, and stuffed her directly.
That's right, it's stuffed, not gentle please.
Lan Yanxi's brain was buzzing. Just now, along the way, he felt that he was not drunk. Now, the alcohol is on his head, and the man is so stuffed, his head is dizzy and uncomfortable.
Lan Yanxi leaned on the back of the chair, and saw the man sitting in, and in the next second, the black car, windy, was blowing towards the home.
Lan Yanxi wanted to talk to him, but her head was dizzy and her stomach was uncomfortable. She stretched out her hands and covered her chest with a forbearing expression.
Ling Mofeng didn't say a word, Junmei's face looked a little angry. As soon as he saw her on the surveillance video outside the door, he immediately drove over to pick her up. Unexpectedly, she was drunk.
In front of outsiders, she dares to get drunk?
Ling Mofeng was almost furious, and she has been with him for so long. She did not touch the wine, she looked smart, and ran outside, but she drank a peach blossom and her eyes blurred. How could he not be annoyed?
"Ling Mofeng, I'm uncomfortable!" Lan Yanxi glanced over his head, and a pair of drunk eyes looked at him, whispered.
"Forbearance!" Ling Mofeng speeded up, throwing two words relentlessly.
Lan Yanxi suddenly felt aggrieved, but did not dare to spit it out, but could only endure it in pain.
Finally, at the door of the house, Ling Mofeng got out of the car and helped her directly from the co-pilot.
"Dare to come back drunk next time, I won't let you enter the house!" The man whispered to warn her, but looking at Lan Yanxi's immortal appearance, I was afraid he didn't hear a word.
"Hey!" Lan Yanxi's drink will only come to her after a certain period of time. On the way back just now, she supported her consciousness. Now when she arrives home, when she sees her loved one, she loses her consciousness and drinks alcohol. Occupied her brain completely.
Ling Mofeng watched her too late to enter the living room, squatting outside the door and vomiting violently, the man could not help but stretch out a finger, reached the end of his nose, stared at her angrily, but could not throw her away. , Can not scold, can only bend down, gently pat her back, and smooth her air.
Lan Yanxi vomited cleanly. Actually, she didn't eat anything tonight, she just drank.
She hadn't expected that drinking would be so uncomfortable, and she would not drink next time she was killed.
"Are you better?" A low voice came from the man.
"Huh!" Lan Yanxi nodded stably. When he stood up, he felt his legs were soft, and leaned subconsciously into the man's arms.
Ling Mofeng reached out and hugged her tightly. Seeing that she was still stepping on a pair of high heels, she couldn't walk steadily, so she hugged her horizontally and walked to the second floor.
Lan Yanxi's cheeks rolled into a soup, a strange flush, and it looked like he was drunk.
Ling Mofeng sighed slightly and hugged her upstairs. When she saw that there was still spitting wine on her placket, she couldn't put her on the bed. She could only hold her to the small sofa next to her.
Ling Mofeng just bent down and laid her down, and was about to wash her with water. Suddenly, a small hand grabbed his sleeve slightly, and the man looked slightly.
Thinking about whether she wanted to take the opportunity to play drunk, she saw the girl grabbed her hand and gently put it on her face, and her little face came over gently.
Ling Mofeng's heart shook, Xintian softened into water, and she wanted to hug her to comfort her.
Suddenly, the two words overflowing from the corners of the girl's mouth made him tender and instantly freeze. xdw8
"Dad, don't leave me!"
Ling Mofeng's expression was drawn, what's the situation? Did this woman think of him as her father?
"Dad, hug me!" The light voice, like a helpless child, made Ling Mofeng feel an instant pain.
Forget it, she must have missed her father too much, so after he got drunk, the person he most wanted to see was him.
To be honest, Ling Mofeng is willing to play any role to comfort her, but she just doesn't want to be her father. He is obviously a man who wants to be her husband. This role is so amazing.
"Daddy ..." Lan Yanxi didn't seem to get a response, gradually fell asleep, pulled his little hand, and also dropped gently. Ling Mofeng took an instant, caught her little hand, and held it in the palm.
Watching her lean on the small sofa, frowning and falling asleep, he could not help sighing.
Fortunately, she did not continue to treat him as her father, otherwise, Ling Mofeng would really feel embarrassed.
Determined that she really fell asleep, Ling Mofeng went into the bathroom, brought a basin of hot water, and dried the water with a towel, then wiped her cheeks first.
She was obedient, letting him wipe, his head turned gently with his fingers.
The man looked at her sleeping childlike face, small and exquisite, her eyebrows elegant, her closed eyebrows, thick and slender, covering her elf-like eyes, quiet and unguarded.
In the end, Ling Mofeng's eyes fell on the little mouth of the girl, her lips were soft and seductive.
Zheng Biao bent to kiss him, and suddenly thought of her role that she had taken him just now. Ling Mofeng just felt his body shake, and quickly got up. It seems that this stubble is too much tonight.
She squatted down, wiped her palms and backs, unbuttoned her coat dyed with alcohol, took off her shoes and socks, and gave her feet with warm water.
"Huh!" Lan Yanxi murmured when his feet were in warm water, as if he was enjoying it.
Ling Mofeng put her hands on her waist and looked in front of her, looking at her laziness, only to sigh.
Other women are drunk, they all create good opportunities for men. Why is his woman drunk, but holding his hand to call father? Really terrible, what kind of girl did he find?
After washing Yan Yanxi's feet, Ling Mofeng took her directly to the bed, quilted her, watched her turn over, and fell asleep, Ling Mofeng also seemed to have completed the task, and quietly packed the room. In a moment, she took her coat and went to wash it.
Lan Yanxi only had two sets of winter clothes. If she didn't clean it in time, she was afraid she hadn't replaced it. Ling Mofeng was so meticulous in her hair that she naturally thought so, so she washed and dried it by herself.
Ling Mofeng glanced at the time and it was only 9:30. He happened to have some things to do, so he went directly to his study, and let Lan Yanxi take a good night's sleep.
At eleven o'clock, Lan Yanxi woke up with a cracked head. She was awake alive and hungry. When she woke up, she could still hear the voice of singing in her stomach. Just now she had all the contents of her stomach. I vomited cleanly, and now I have no food in my stomach, and started to protest.
"So hungry!" Lan Yanxi stretched out his hand to support his stomach, turned on the light, and planned to get out of bed to find food.
After falling asleep, she also woke up a lot with alcohol, so although she was drowsy, her consciousness recovered.
She faintly remembered that Ling Mofeng was holding her back, as if she had washed her feet for a while. When she was too dizzy, these memories were naturally unclear.
Lan Yanxi took a thick nightgown and put it on, stepping downstairs with a pair of slippers.
She looked at her cell phone just now, and it was almost early in the morning. Ling Mofeng might have fallen asleep. Naturally, she couldn't bear to wake him up, so she decided to cook something for herself.
However, as soon as she opened the refrigerator, she heard a heavy male voice: "What are you looking for?"
Lan Yanxi was startled, and quickly turned back to see Ling Mofeng still wearing a neat suit standing at the entrance of the restaurant.
"You ... why haven't you slept yet?" Lan Yanxi saw him with some guilty conscience, holding in her hand a packet of dumplings that she bought last time, so I picked this because it was simple and easy to cook.
Ling Mofeng refused to answer her, walked forward with her long legs, grabbed the dumplings in her hand, and threw them back into the refrigerator.
"Ah!" Lan Yanxi opened her eyes and screamed anxiously. 2k novel reading network