"Mo, have you finished eating? After drinking so much wine, have you eaten more food?" Xia Youxin walked to him. Even though he seemed sober and not shaking, she still seemed uneasy and hugged him.

waist.

Ye Qianmo just seemed a little unhappy, glanced at her, and said calmly: "I thought you only cared about whether your sister was eating well, but it turns out you also care about me."

Seeing this sourness, Xia Youxin smiled, reached out and touched his face, and said very gently: "Of course I care about you, you are my favorite person, I don't care who you care about. Xiao Nong, she is not

Is the situation special? Cheapskate, I've already told you that after this period of time, I will definitely spend more time with you, make it up to you, and stop being angry, okay?"

Ye Qianmo snorted lightly and said no.

Xia Youxin looked behind him and asked him: "Where are Song Wanting and Dudu?"

"Going back."

"I was not here, but you and Song Wanting still drank?" Xia Youxin frowned and asked him a little bit. She felt that this guy had obviously drank more than when she left.

"Do you mind?" Ye Qianmo stopped and lifted Xia Youxin's chin flirtatiously and asked her.

"Needless to say, of course I mind!"

Ye Qianmo laughed loudly. He likes little things to be jealous of him. He hopes that his little things only have him in their eyes, and that everyone else, even the people closest to her, are not allowed to exclude the position in her heart.

Get in front of him.

"Have you drank? Didn't you say she can't drink? She's still breastfeeding."

But Song Wanting is a person who can do anything. She knows that sometimes she doesn't consider her children at all. If she really wants to get close to Ye Qianmo, it's normal for her to drink. But Ye Qianmo shouldn't be so confused yet.

Will it make Wanting Song drink?

"Could she be drinking tea instead of wine?" Xia Youxin asked again.

"So smart!" Ye Qianmo said as his thumb gently rubbed her smooth chin.

"Then why did you drink with her? You..."

"Who asked you to leave me there with her? I not only want to drink with her, I also want to be with her..."

"Ye Qianmo! Don't talk nonsense!"

Xia Youxin's jealous and pretty look was what Ye Qianmo liked to see the most. He smiled, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips, rubbing them together carefully.

They were still in the hall of the main house at this time, with maids coming and going, and security guards guarding the gate. Of course Xia Youxin was embarrassed. The more she tried to push him away, the more he pushed her away.

He held her tightly and pressed her lips even harder.

After kissing her for a while, he let her go. Seeing her blushing and panting, some of his negative emotions temporarily stayed away.

"No need to accompany your sister?" Ye Qianmo asked.

"She is asleep. I will go to her room in the evening and stay with you now."

"So busy."

Xia Youxin didn't say anything, she reached out to hold his hand and took him out. She wanted to go for a walk with him.

The two walked slowly all the way to the pavilion in the garden. After sitting down together, Xia Youxin asked him softly: "How did you celebrate your birthday in the past? Just like last year, with your mother and...

..." And Wanting Song, she remembered that Wanting Song came to his birthday last year, and they said they were engaged at that time.

"Previous birthdays..."

Ye Qianmo said these words gently and fell silent. There were indeed no good memories of previous birthdays.

He was very happy before he was five years old. Coincidentally, although he and Ye Zihan were not born in the same year, they had the same birthday. So the two brothers used to celebrate together. Later, Ye Zihan got lost and he did not want to celebrate every year.

Birthday.

His mother would remember it, but he would always think of Ye Qianmo that day, which would embarrass Ye Haoran.

The most painful times of the year are birthdays and holidays. He doesn't want to enjoy the kindness his parents treat him alone. He feels that he is sorry for his brother.
Chapter completed!