The flashing lights, the disordered music and the frenzied people on the dance floor complement each other. Ling Sisi holds half of his face with one hand and watches the little brother at the bar play with the wine bottle exquisitely, floating between his left and right hands, bouncing up and down, gentle and affectable.


    As soon as Mu Qingxuan walks in, she feels the strong smell of wine. She subconsciously touches her nose. When she receives a phone call from Ling Sisi and hears her drunken voice, she refuses to come, but she is really worried.


    Looking around, she doesn''t see her shadow. Mu Qingxuan frowns, goes through the crowd, and finally sees her at the bar.


    Mu Qingxuan slowly approached. After seeing her clearly, she took her hand and said, "Sisi, you''re drunk. Let''s go."


    There was so much noise here that Ling could not hear what she was saying. She attached herself to her ear and said in a loud voice, "what are you talking about?"


    "I said, let''s hurry home!"


    The big sound of raindrops rang out in her ears, and she suddenly laughed, "you also need to drink, OK, little brother, bring two more bottles!"


    Mu Qingxuan frowns and sees that she has another bottle of wine. Seeing that she wants to open another bottle, Mu Qingxuan grabs the bottle from her hand and reproaches, "Ling Sisi!"


    Seldom angry with her best friend, she is very angry tonight. Her eyes seem to be stained with fire, which makes people afraid.


    Ling Sisi was stunned. After a while, a faint smile appeared in the corner of her mouth. She didn''t speak. She picked up the unfinished wine with her other hand and continued to drink.


    Since Mu Qingxuan got to know her, she has always been careless and informal. Even if she is sad, she will not drink alone. Today, she is different.


    It''s no good to know that it''s useless to say more. It happens that Mu Qingxuan is in a bad mood recently. She takes a big drink with her head down, and her eyebrows tighten, "I''ll accompany you!"


    Bottle after bottle of wine, the two dance wildly on the stage. The sexy dance makes a lot of commotion. Only when she is drunk can Mu Qingxuan have such an indulgent side.


    I don''t know how long time has passed. They are as drunk as two pools of mud. Fortunately, the little brother at the bar is Ling Sisi''s friend. He found her mobile phone and called the emergency contact.


    Late at night, Bai Yu rushed to the bar and sighed deeply after seeing the two drunk women.


    He looks at Mu Qingxuan, who is sleeping in the corner. Her pretty face is flushed with wine. Someone can''t help but stretch out his hand to remove her messy hair. His heart beats faster.


    Youdi pulls back his hand and looks back at Ling Sisi, who is lying in a big shape on the sofa. He sighs again and takes out his mobile phone from his suit pocket. "Qingxuan is drunk."


    When Mo Yanrui arrived, he saw Mu Qingxuan lying on the sofa alone, with a waiter standing beside him. "A Mr. Bai asked me to wait for you here."


    "Well, I see." After gently responding, the waiter walked away.


    Sitting on the sofa, staring at the drunk woman, her delicate red lips are like ripe cherries, which makes him want to kiss Fangze, but he reaches out and scrapes her nose, and the language is full of doting, "what should I do with you?"


    Today, Mo Yanrui really feels how weak the woman is. She can hardly feel the weight when she carries. She must have worked hard these years.


    When it rains at night, Mo Yanrui''s car breaks down completely. He has to go home with Mu Qingxuan on his back. Listening to the woman''s whispers on his back, Mo Yanrui smiles, "don''t you forget to speak ill of me when you''re drunk?"


    She seems to wake up, but still with a bit drunk, confused to look at the man with his back, as if it was really him, but he, really care about her?


    Stretching out his hand to trace the outline of his handsome face, Mo Yanrui only felt itchy, "are you awake?"


    "Burp..." She belched, drinking heavily, and then said, "yes."


    Realizing that she was falling, Mo Yanrui put his hands on Mu Qingxuan''s buttocks and raised the tone, "how do you go to drink when you have nothing to do?"


    For a long time, Mo Yanrui didn''t get her response because she was drunk.


    The woman on the back suddenly slapped him on the shoulder. Mo Yanrui was stunned and asked, "what''s the matter?"


    "Well, well!" Mu Qingxuan doesn''t speak. She just keeps beating him on the back. Mo Yanrui puts her down. The woman who just came down from her back has a tumult in her stomach. She doesn''t find the right direction and spits directly on Mo Yanrui''s shoes.


    He was startled. He stepped back a few steps, looked at the eyelid shoes in disgust, and then glanced at the woman squatting on the ground and vomit. His eyebrows were filled with unhappiness.


    After walking five kilometers, he finally got home. In the middle of the night, Mo Yanrui didn''t dare to knock on Xu Yahui''s door. He carried Mu Qingxuan back to his apartment and put her on the bed. Mo Yanrui''s back was sore.


    This guy is not heavy, but it''s tiring to carry him back for five kilometers.


    Panting Mo Yanrui took a bath. As soon as he came out, he smelled the bad smell of wine on the woman. He helped her put on her pajamas and wiped her body with warm water to make her more comfortable.


    Mo Yanrui was very careful in every move, for fear that it would disturb her.


    "Mo Yanrui..." Mu Qingxuan whispered, and Mo Yanrui, with a smile, slowly approached his ear, "ah Rui..."In my heart, this is his most extravagant title. I didn''t expect to hear it after she was drunk. However, even if it was said by borrowing wine, he was still very happy.


    She just wanted to put the towel back into the bathroom, but her arm was held by her. She opened her eyes in a daze. She was really drunk, and her smart eyes became ethereal, like a pool of invisible spring water.


    "Qingxuan, you are drunk." Looking at her white cheeks dyed with red, neat hair is also scattered, fade spotless temperament, but it adds a bit of charm, people can''t stop.


    Mu Qingxuan tilts her head and looks at the man in front of her with a charming smile. Her little hand holds him tightly, "don''t go." Simple and short three words, but with a little coquettish tone because of intoxication.


    This is her second time to get drunk. The last time she got drunk was five years ago. After that time, she was very happy. Thinking about it, Mo Yanrui suddenly grabbed her waist and pressed her back under her, "Qingxuan." His deep voice is a little hoarse, like deliberately suppressing desire, looking down at the shy woman, "if you are sober, I..."


    This is also a surprise for Mo Yanrui. Mu Qingxuan hooks his neck, kisses his thin lips and attacks.


    "You provoked me first..."


    Mo Yanrui gently said this sentence, turning the passive into the active, and probing the tip of his tongue again and again.


    The transparent moonlight outside the window shines on the mottled shadow of the trees, casting a shadow. The two bodies are integrated into a beautiful room