"I'm finally willing to go back." Gusino breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Nan opened the car door, Li Mohan put Ye Jiuliang into the car, turned around, and Gu Xino walked up to him.

She snorted coldly, her tone was a little angry, "Li Mohan, if possible, I really want to beat you up. My Ajiu never cried. She cried several times because of you."

"If you can't take good care of her, Chu Chen and I will never let you go."

After speaking, she turned around and left and walked back to her car.

Li Mohan was silent. After a long time, he went around to the other side and opened the car door to get in.

As soon as I sat down, the people around me became attached.

The person in his arms was full of alcohol, and a little helplessness flashed between Li Mohan's eyebrows, and his iron arms were habitually tied around her waist.

Realizing his actions, Li Mohan frowned.

Looking at the drunken person in his arms, Li Mohan blurted out without thinking, "Drink less wine in the future."

Ye Jiuliang nodded randomly, not sure what he was talking about.

When I returned to Moyuan, the lights in the living room were still on.

Everyone has turned into night owls these two days, and no one has returned to the room to rest after twelve o'clock.

Hearing the sound of the car engine, Jiang Yisheng ran to the door and saw Li Mohan coming back with a smile on his face.

He turned his head and looked at Mrs. Jiang and his party, and said with a smile, "My cousin is back with Jiuliang."

Hearing this, the stone in everyone's heart fell to the ground.

Shortly after the words were finished, Li Mohan walked in with Ye Jiuliang in his arms, and the two of them were covered with fine snowflakes.

"Why is Xiaojiu so drunk?" Weiya couldn't hide her worries when she saw the person sleeping in Li Mohan's arms.

Wei Nan explained, "Mrs. Just get some sober tea for her."

"I'll go cook." Juma turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Ahan, take Ajiu back to your room first, and someone will give you a sobering tea later." Mrs. Jiang said.

Li Mohan nodded and walked upstairs with Ye Jiuliang in his arms.

The door of the room was not closed tightly, and the toes were kicked gently, and the door opened.

Li Mohan walked to the bed calmly and was about to put the person on the bed, but the woman held his neck with slender arms and refused to let go.

He said in a gentle voice, "Let go first, I'll turn on the heating for you."

"No." Ye Jiuliang muttered.

"Then what do you want to do?" Li Mohan had a headache.

"Clothes, you need to take a shower." Ye Jiuliang grabbed his collar and shook it, and said in a daze.

"You can help me wash."

bath?

Li Mohan's expression froze.

He helped her wash?

Thinking of this, my ear tip was slightly hot, "You let go first, I'll call someone to help you."

"Don't want others, I want you." Ye Jiuliang hooked his neck, hung his feet on him with the ground.

Li Mohan's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the crimson on the tip of his ears spread to his neck.

"Ahem."

The cough suddenly sounded, which was very disgusting.

Jiang Yisheng stood at the door with a bowl in his arms, his eyes floating and his expression slightly awkward.

He didn't come to be a light bulb on purpose, he swears.

Li Mohan pulled Ye Jiuliang's hand down and turned his eyes to look at him.

"Cousin, I'll send sober tea and leave soon." Jiang Yisheng laughed dryly and quickly walked in.

Putting the bowl on the table, his feet were covered with oil and flashing, and the time disappeared.

After putting her in place, Li Mohan straightened up and walked towards the coffee table.

Li Mohan picked up the bowl and turned around. The person on the bed was gone.

He frowned, and suddenly, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Oops.

Li Mohan put down the bowl and rushed to the bathroom quickly. The faucet was on and water was sprinkled on the ground.

However, the culprit lay in the bathtub and his coat was thrown to the ground.

Seeing Li Mohan standing at the door, Ye Jiuliang raised his legs and hooked his fingers at him.

"Come here and help me wash my hair."

Li Mohan, “…”

This guy deserves a beating.

He took a deep breath so that he would not make himself faint.

Li Mohan turned off the faucet and reached out to pull her up.

He looked straight, "Get up, this water is too cold."

"Help me wash my hair." Ye Jiuliang blinked and pulled the corner of his clothes, with a stance that he would not let go if he didn't agree to her.

Four eyes are opposite.

After a stalemate for a few seconds, Li Mohan surrendered.

It really lost to her.

After adjusting the water temperature, he took the shower and "Come here."

Ye Jiuliang curled his lips and lay down his head obediently. Li Mohan took the shower and washed her hair. His movements were so skillful that he was surprised.

The mist was everywhere and the drunkenness was overwhelming, and Ye Jiuliang felt a little sleepy.

Li Mohan took a towel to wrap her wet hair, "I've washed my hair, I'll put the water for you, hurry up and take a shower."

He turned around and his wrist was suddenly locked.

"Please rub your back."

I was so drunk that I didn't forget to be a hooligan in my mouth.

Li Mohan, “…”

Where did this come from the weirdness?

Ye Jiuliang held his hand and shook it, his voice mixed with a smile, "Li Mohan, you are so thick-skinned, why are you shy again?"

Li Mohan's face turned dark and he grinded his teeth in a sinister way.

He turned around, under the light, the woman had an arrogant smile on the corner of her lips.

He kept a calm voice, "This is what you said."

A moment later, Ye Jiuliang was wrapped in a rice dumpling and threw it on the sofa.

The sobering tea in the bowl was still warm, and Li Mohan picked up the bowl and leaned against her mouth, "Open your mouth."

The blow-dried hair was messy and loose, and Ye Jiuliang opened his mouth and obediently drank the sobering tea.

Putting down the bowl, Li Mohan grabbed her back collar and threw her onto the bed.

"Go to bed quickly."

Ye Jiuliang grabbed his hand and suddenly woke up a little.

"What about you?"

"I'll go to sleep on the sofa." Li Mohan said.

Ye Jiuliang vetoed, "No, you have to warm your quilt."

“…”

I helped her take a shower and fed her sober tea.

Is there still a responsibility to warm the bed now?

Why didn't she let him go to heaven to pick stars for her?

Ye Jiuliang stood up and shaking, "Why should I accompany you to sleep on the sofa."

Looking at her sincere expression, Li Mo smiled coldly.

"Move inside."
To be continued...