After opening the beer and taking a sip, she heard a rustling figure coming from the corner of the balcony.

The breeze blew the words from the corner to Moran's ears.

"I...something happened...and I can't come back."

"Marriage... Let's talk about it another time..."

"What did you hide from me..."

Moran didn't listen deliberately.

She continued to drink wine silently.

She didn't speak until the tall figure in the corner came out.

"I didn't eavesdrop."

She raised her hand and drank a regular beer.

Li Boqin said nothing.

He walked up to Moran in a few steps, took the beer from her hand and took a few sips.

Moran straightened up in surprise.

"I drank!"

"so what?"

Li Boqin tilted his head and smiled.

The evening breeze is intoxicating.

Li Boqin's face had a faint blush.

He drank alcohol and it got on his face.

Just one bite will make your face turn red.

"not so good."

I wish you a drink of my saliva.

Moran complained inwardly.

I felt that my complaint was too disgusting, so I stuck out my tongue.

Li Boqin put his hands on the railing of the balcony and blew in the wind.

Moran felt that Li Boqin's attitude these days was not quite right.

She drank half a bottle of beer, but she didn't feel embarrassed anymore.

"Li Boqin, why didn't you expose my fake pregnancy?"

"Because, I don't want to."

Moran couldn't see Li Boqin's expression.

But she also knew that Li Boqin had always been rational, and whether he thought about it or not, this was no reason for him.

"So what do you mean now?"

Moran didn't want to speculate anymore, because Li Boqin's recent behavior was very strange.

"Isn't it your person who slipped the emerald into the bag at that birthday party?"

"yes."

"Why help me?"

"..."

"Li Boqin, this is not your style. I am the wife you hate. We finally got divorced. Shouldn't you stay away from me?"

"You feel guilty..." Moran tried to find a reason for his strange behavior.

Li Boqin turned his head.

He walked up to Mo Lan and looked at her with lowered eyebrows.

Li Boqin, who was slightly drunk, was a little gentle.

The sharp facial features softened.

"Or..." Although it was impossible, Moran still said the reason: "Do you regret divorcing me?"

"Are you starting to care about me?"

Do you care?

Moran's tone was light and airy.

It just floated and floated, floating into Li Boqin's ears.

He paused and didn't make a sound for a long time.

It wasn't until the temperature outside the room got a few degrees colder that Moran heard him speak.

"Little wine."

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Xiaojiuer is her nickname in Southeast Asia.
Chapter completed!