Counterattack daughter: The abstinent president flirts with the sky

"Assistant Xu, we are still in the bar now, please come here and send that idiot Bai Xu home, I can't take it anymore after he vomited all over his body!"

Within 20 minutes, Xiao Xu rushed over, and the calm Bai Xu took off his shirt, put on a coat, and carried it on his back, "Then I will send Bai Shao back first, please take care of him." Tell me about our young master, and contact me if necessary."

He Zhihao waved his hand casually, "Don't worry, don't worry, things will go much smoother without that pig here!"

Xiao Xu left with Bai Xu on his back, He Zhihao turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his face, felt that he was almost awake, then came out and stood in front of Mo Hanyu, staring at him for a while without blinking.

After being drunk, Mo Hanyu did not become more docile, on the contrary, his facial expression became colder and more intimidating, and his whole body exuded an aura that strangers should not get close to, which was even more unrestrained after drunkenness.

He Zhihao looked so cold, as if there was no temperature at all, he sighed helplessly, pulled him up from the sofa, tidied his clothes, and then walked out unsteadily.

After finally throwing him into the car, he felt as if he had accomplished an impossible task, and stood outside with his hips akimbo for a long time.

The car was full of the smell of alcohol. He quickly opened the window, but it didn't help much. However, Mo Hanyu is the more hygienic of the two. If he is sober now, he probably won't die Get in this car, but now he is the source of that smell, and he should be the one who dislikes him.

In the past, if Mo Hanyu drank alcohol, he would not sit in the car, but find a place to wash and change clothes, and then go home by car when he is refreshed. This is his habit and his persistence, but today The time was different from the past, he was so drunk that he could no longer decide these things.

I don't know if it was blown by the cold wind, which made people finally wake up. Mo Hanyu woke up slightly, squinting his eyes like an emperor, and gave orders, "Send me home."

He Zhihao was a little confused, whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, so he could only find a substitute driver nearby, and drove the two of them back home.

He Zhihao turned his head to look at his messy friend, and sighed helplessly, worrying that he didn't know what to say, saying anything now would be superfluous, the situation was just there, no matter how much he persuaded him, he couldn't change it .

But if this matter were changed to him, he would definitely not be entangled so much. What does the grievances of the previous generation have to do with two people who love each other?People live for only a few decades, and they should cherish the present moment. If they like it, they should be together, and if they hate it, they should separate. Such a simple truth, why can't they figure it out?
To be honest, He Zhihao is the one who lives the most thoroughly among the three. He may not be able to figure out the current situation, but he will always understand what choice he should make. Human life is so short, when you can have fun, you should enjoy it as much as you can , Happiness is fleeting, so you should cherish it while it exists.

Mo Hanyu has gradually come to his senses, staring blankly out of the window, which is also as black as ink, but the things in his mind are constantly flashing like thunder and lightning, the scenes between him and Mu Yunyan are like this again and again circling in my mind.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket fell onto the seat, and he accidentally touched the shortcut key as soon as he picked it up, and the phone immediately reached Mu Yunyan.

Normally, he would hang up the phone immediately, but now he doesn't want to, he wants to let himself go for a while, he wants to hear Mu Yunyan's voice.

When the call was connected, Mo Hanyu's heart beat faster, and he was even more nervous than when he took over Mo's. Although he waited for a while, the call was finally connected.

Before there was a word, Mo Hanyu's words came out of his mouth, "Mu Yunyan, how are you doing? How are you doing? I want to see you, I miss you so much..."

It has been half a month since I heard that voice, although every time I close my eyes, Mu Yunyan's voice will appear in his ears again and again, but it is fake after all, and it will make the longing spread faster .

He felt that today was his limit, and he really couldn't hold it any longer. He really couldn't hold on to the days when he couldn't see her or hear her voice.

Although reason and reality told him time and time again that the two should be enemies, he just couldn't control his heart. Even if he knew that the two were enemies, he still wanted to get close to her and touch her.

The two are obviously a match made in heaven, what is wrong with God, why did they rewrite the script like this?

After drinking too much wine, Mo Hanyu's voice was extremely hoarse. In such a night, it sounded extraordinarily textured, and it also made people feel a little heartbroken. Anyone could hear his deep yearning.

However, there was no response from the other end of the phone, and nothing could be heard except the sound of breathing. He Zhihao turned his head and said his bold thoughts, "Mo Hanyu, if you really miss her that much, you should go see her right away. What's the use of dawdling here like a woman?"

With one word to wake up the dreamer, Mo Hanyu decided that regardless of whether Mu Yunyan agreed or not, he would go to see her!Only by taking advantage of this moment of drunkenness can he drop the label of hatred and fly into his lover's arms without hesitation.

When Mo Hanyu was about to make a decision next time, the person on the other end of the phone finally spoke, "Yunyan has already fallen asleep, if you have something to do, call back tomorrow, it's late, I have to rest too, goodbye. "

Of course, this voice did not belong to Mu Yunyan, and Mo Hanyu knew very well who the owner of the voice was. His enthusiasm was extinguished in this way, and Mo Hanyu threw the phone out of the car window without saying a word.

He Zhihao turned around and whispered to the substitute driver, "Hurry up and take him back."

"Shut up!" Mo Hanyu really regretted throwing the phone down the window just now, it should have hit He Zhihao's head directly, what bad idea did the dog-headed military strategist come up with!

At this time, Mo Hanyu's face was as black as charcoal, the clouds were dense, and the rain was about to drip down. The veins on his neck and forehead were bulging, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists. If he wasn't sitting in the car now, He would definitely give He Zhihao a punch without hesitation, or simply rush to Arnott's house right now, and beat up that pious man!
He Zhihao was trembling all over, he could only pray that the car would drive faster, and faster.