I cry so hard!

Time passed day by day, and Mo Ruanmiao had lived here for more than a week. As time went by, Mo Ruanmiao and Aunt Chen became more and more affectionate, and the relationship with Mo Chutian was still neither salty nor weak.

The reason it didn't get any worse was because Mo Chutian was so busy that he didn't go home for a week, and the two could only meet up occasionally, but it was because Mo Chutian came back to get the documents.

There is no way to conflict with this kind of time together, and of course it will not make the relationship between the two better.

When Mo Ruanmiao was bored, she counted with her fingers. Excluding the first two days when he came here, he and Mo Chutian only met three times, and they never said a word, and the attitude of the other party was abnormal except for the first two days. , then back to normal.

Of course, this so-called "normal" is what Mo Ruanmiao thinks is normal. He is indifferent and indifferent to him, just as if there is an extra mouth to eat at home, and he is not even willing to give him an extra look.

Mo Ruanmiao did not feel wronged, on the contrary, he still felt at ease. As far as he was concerned, as long as Mo Chutian didn't utter bad words, it would be fine, and it would be a great joy not to have too much contact with Mo Chutian.

Mo Ruanmiao had nothing to do at home and was in a hurry, so she followed into the kitchen during lunch time to help Aunt Chen peel the beans.

After staying here for a while, Mo Ruanmiao also got a good idea of ​​the situation of the villa. Mo Chutian doesn't seem to like too many people at home, so there is no night servant at home, and the cook will come often. If Aunt Chen cooks her They will not come, but the cleaning servants will come every few days, and everything is subject to Aunt Chen's scheduling.

Mo Chutian is not at home these few days, and Mo Ruanmiao likes Aunt Chen's craftsmanship more, so he gave the cook a few days off. Mo Ruanmiao doesn't have any special requirements for food, and he prefers homemade dishes to delicate dishes vegetable.

"Miaomiao is so good." Aunt Chen still regards Mo Ruanmiao as a child, and now she has to praise him for doing something for her, but compared with Mo Ruanmiao according to her age, Mo Ruanmiao is indeed just a child. a child.

Mo Ruanmiao smiled a little embarrassedly.

She cut vegetables and glanced in Mo Ruanmiao's direction, just in time to see Mo Ruanmiao holding a handful of beans and putting them into the bowl, the blue beans and thin white fingers formed a sharp contrast, she suddenly said, "Miaomiao Can you play the piano?"

Mo Ruanmiao picked up another handful of beans, put them into a bowl, nodded and said, "I can play some, but I can only play some simple tunes."

This is what Mo Ruanmiao learned from Zheng Junmei before the age of 14. Later, Zheng Junmei became ill and had no energy, so he did not teach Mo Ruanmiao these things. Later, he went abroad to study. In order to make Zheng Junmei happy, He specializes in fine arts and has no time to touch the piano at all.

Aunt Chen smiled and continued to chop vegetables, "I just said it, Miaomiao must be able to play the piano with such beautiful hands, and Chutian can also, and has won many awards before."

Mo Ruanmiao was a little stunned. It was difficult for him to equate the fact that he could play the piano and won many awards with Mo Chutian, which was really inconsistent.At the same time, he was vaguely curious about how Mo Chutian grew into what he is now, with bad words, inexplicable, and fierce.

Aunt Chen is good at crafting and knows a lot. She likes to make sugar water in summer. It just so happened that yesterday the old house sent some fresh red bayberries. They are big and sweet, and they are not fresh after a long time. She asked the servant to take away some of them. , A small part left was washed and eaten, and the rest was made into bayberry water, which is now being kept in the freezer.

It would be perfect to drink this at the end of June. When Mo Ruanmiao was sitting in the living room watching TV, Aunt Chen brought him a bowl.

After Mo Ruanmiao thanked her, she held the white porcelain bowl and drank it in one gulp, and then picked up the spoon to scoop up the red bayberry in it, "Auntie, you know so many things."

Seeing that he was eating happily, Aunt Chen was also happy, "In the future, if Miaomiao wants to eat, just tell Auntie."

"En." Mo Ruanmiao nodded, this is a very big change, he will not be polite now, and will accept Aunt Chen's kindness.

Aunt Chen went out for a trip in the afternoon, and told Mo Ruanmiao that there was a video room at home, the one at the end of the second floor, and told him to watch a movie if he felt bored.

Mo Ruanmiao agreed, but did not intend to act. It was just over a week, and it was not enough for him to regard this place as his own. For more than a week, in this house, apart from his own room and the foundation land on the first floor, Haven't been to the rest of the places.

He was nestled on the sofa watching TV, the air conditioner was a bit cold, he touched his arm, it was cold, the bowl of bayberry soup just now was also cold, so Mo Ruanmiao went to the upstairs room to get a blanket, and then turned up the temperature After two degrees, I hugged the blanket and sat on the sofa to continue watching TV.

There was a variety show on TV, and I don't know which joke Mo Ruanmiao caught. He hugged the blanket and laughed, and then drank the bayberry juice in the transparent glass.

Mo Ruanmiao's excited mental state didn't last long. When the variety show was coming to an end, he yawned. His consciousness was chaotic and he couldn't tell what night it was, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about whether the place was suitable for sleeping, so he Just like that, he fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how Mo Ruanmiao adjusted his posture like this. He was lying sideways on the sofa, half of his body was covered by the blanket, but a large part of his ankle was exposed, gleaming white, very attractive.

On a summer afternoon, the voices of men and women laughing and laughing from the TV, as well as the shallow breathing of young people echoed in the spacious living room.

After falling asleep, it was 06:30 in the afternoon. When Mo Ruanmiao woke up, she was a little dazed. The TV was turned off, and the light in the living room was also very dim. Aunt Chen presumably came back. He put the blanket aside, and then put on slippers to turn on the light. brighter.

As soon as Mo Ruanmiao's feet touched the ground, Aunt Chen's voice came, and the light was adjusted, "Dinner is ready, go wash your face and eat."

Aunt Chen walked towards Mo Ruanmiao, and Mo Ruanmiao saw that the sky outside was half dark, so he knew that he had slept for a long time, he touched his face with some embarrassment, and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Mo Ruanmiao went to the bathroom to wash her face casually, and finally became sober after washing her face.

When he returned to the living room again, he saw that Aunt Chen had just hung up the phone, and then he heard Aunt Chen say: "Miaomiao, the food is ready, go and eat."

Mo Ruanmiao moved a little.

Aunt Chen glanced at her phone and said, "Auntie has something to do. She won't be staying at home tonight, and she might not come back tomorrow. The cook will come over to cook tomorrow."

Mo Ruanmiao was stunned for a moment. He had been staying with Aunt Chen these days, and almost all his sense of security and belonging came from Aunt Chen. He was a little caught off guard when he heard this, and he thought that Aunt Chen also wanted to be himself. of things.

Seeing Mo Ruanmiao's expression moved slightly, Aunt Chen suddenly became worried again, "Miaomiao, will you be afraid alone?" What Aunt Chen thought was that if Mo Ruanmiao was afraid, she would tell Mrs. Mo that Mo Ruanmiao also brought them back to the old house.

Mo Ruanmiao quickly shook his head, he didn't want to be a trouble, he smiled, his brows were curved, dimples rolled on his cheeks, and he said, "I'm eighteen, auntie, don't treat me like a child, I'm Alone can do it."

Aunt Chen thought about it too, what could Mo Ruanmiao, a big boy be afraid of, she thought too much.

Aunt Chen said something else to him.

While chatting, Mo Ruanmiao suddenly thought of Mo Chutian, and suddenly a sense of vigilance rose in his heart. He struggled for a while, hesitating, "Auntie, will Mr. Mo come back tonight?"

Since she didn't correct it last time, and she couldn't correct it later, Aunt Chen didn't care what Mo Ruanmiao called Mo Chutian. She knew Mo Ruanmiao's carelessness when she thought about the two times they got along with each other before.

"I won't come back. He is busy with company affairs these days and has been living in an apartment near the company." Aunt Chen said.

Mo Ruanmiao breathed a sigh of relief, it would definitely be uncomfortable for him to be alone with Mo Chutian, Mo Chutian was too difficult to deal with.

In the evening, probably because of the bitter summer, Mo Ruanmiao didn't have much appetite, so she just ate a small bowl of rice with vegetables. At the end of the meal, the four dishes on the table seemed untouched. What does it look like now? Just what it was.

After dinner, he packed up the dishes and put them in the refrigerator, thinking that he could ask Aunt Chen not to let the cook come tomorrow, and just heat up so many dishes and eat them.

After tidying up, Mo Ruanmiao went back to the living room. The living room was very big, and the villa was also big. He was the only one in it, and he always felt very empty. He put his chin on his knees and watched TV. He suddenly wanted to go out for a walk.

But as soon as this idea came up, Mo Ruanmiao suppressed it, because he didn't know the way, and he might not be able to find the way back after going out.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the heart that has been peaceful for a long time suddenly became dull again. Mo Ruanmiao felt a little out of breath after sitting for a while, so he stood up and walked around the yard twice.

The summer night wind was hot, but it was very effective for Mo Ruanmiao, and the stuffy feeling in his heart had disappeared.

Before he knew it, it was already 10:30, but Mo Ruanmiao slept too long in the afternoon.He didn't feel sleepy for a while, and he didn't want to go upstairs, so he sat on the sofa and played games with a tablet, and turned on the TV very loudly.

Suddenly the screen of the mobile phone next to him lit up, and Mo Ruanmiao glanced at it from the corner of his eye. Seeing the message above, he quickly stopped the game in his hand, then picked up the phone and sent a message: [Brother Chutian Very good, I am also very happy, don't worry uncle. 】

It's just nonsense.

However, the game still failed to continue. First, there was the dull sound of the door being closed from the entrance, and then a middle-aged man walked in with the help of a young man.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that there were still people at home. He was taken aback by Mo Ruanmiao, his hands lost all strength in an instant, and Mo Chutian almost couldn't hang on and slid directly to the ground.

"Are you Boss Mo's friend?" The middle-aged man asked with lingering fear. He thought of his performance before, and laughed himself out. Seeing Mo Ruanmiao's thin appearance, he didn't want to ask Mo Ruanmiao to help him. , he gestured in Mo Chutian's direction, and explained self-containedly: "There is a dinner party tonight, Mr. Mo drank too much, he was a little drunk."

Mo Ruanmiao froze in place, hearing the middle-aged man's words intermittently, he clearly remembered what Aunt Chen said, Mo Chutian is too busy, he won't come back, but the person in front of him is indeed Mo Chutian .

Also, this is not a bit drunk, it is obviously very drunk.

"Which room does Mr. Mo live in? I'll take him to the room to lie down." The middle-aged man asked again.

Mo Ruanmiao woke up like a dream, and hurriedly walked towards the two of them. He said, "It's on the third floor."

After saying that, he walked ahead and led the middle-aged man upstairs. Mo Chutian regained his consciousness slightly after being tossed like this. He straightened his body slightly, opened his eyes half-opened, and then closed them again heavily.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man has great strength, but it is enough to breathe when he comes down from the third floor. After putting him on the bed, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He thought that Mo Ruanmiao's appearance in Mo Chutian's house was due to their close relationship. As a good sign, he said: "I might have to drink some hangover tea for Mr. Mo later."

"Ah?" Mo Ruanmiao didn't turn the corner, and then replied, "Yes, yes."

"Then I'll go first." The middle-aged man is Mo Chutian's driver, and he has completed his mission by taking him home safely. Now that there are people at home, he is no longer needed.

After the middle-aged man left, Mo Ruanmiao belatedly realized how much trouble he had taken on, but he couldn't do such a thing as turning around and leaving the drunk Mo Chutian in the room.

Mo Ruanmiao stood by the bed and stared at Mo Chutian for 2 minutes, thinking that she had been eating and drinking for free for a whole week, so now it is okay to take care of him.

Fortunately, Mo Ruanmiao has experience in taking care of drunk people, so she won't be completely in a hurry.He went to the kitchen to find ginger, cut a few slices of ginger, found some tea leaves, added water and boiled the tea leaves mixed with ginger, and finally put some brown sugar.

The smell of ginger is too strong. Mo Ruanmiao felt that the taste was not good, so she added some brown sugar to it, thinking that it could cover the smell of ginger. No one in the world would like such a strong ginger smell, let alone Still have to drink.

Facts have proved that Mo Ruanmiao's idea is correct.

Lying on the bed, Mo Chutian seemed to be asleep, but the frown between his brows showed that he was not asleep at all, and he was not feeling well.

Mo Ruanmiao put the warm ginger tea aside, then reached out and pushed Mo Chutian to try to wake him up, while still talking, "Wake up, wake up, drink ginger tea before going to sleep."

Mo Chutian didn't respond.

There was no other way, Mo Ruanmiao could only use his strength to help him up and lean on the head of the bed, but Mo Chutian slid down restlessly.So Mo Ruanmiao had no choice but to take off his shoes and get on the bed to hold him down, and then he held a cup in his other hand and was about to pour tea into his mouth.

Mo Chutian was unconscious, but his sense of smell still existed, and he felt like vomiting when he smelled the strong smell of ginger.He felt that someone was approaching him with that thing, and even wanted him to drink it in, so he struggled twice, how could the little thing on his body hold up, Mo Chutian only heard a cry of surprise in the confusion of his consciousness, and then a An exasperated voice called his name.

Ginger tea almost spilled on the bed just now, Mo Ruanmiao put the cup aside, sat on the edge of the bed and gritted his teeth, looking like a man who had fallen asleep again.

The summer night was very quiet, and the other person in the room was not conscious. Mo Ruanmiao's mind became active for some reason. He still remembered the words Mo Chutian had said in his heart, and he still held some grudges in his heart.

In fact, Mo Ruanmiao hasn't taken a good look at this so-called elder brother.

It has to be said that Mo Chutian has a face that can be proud of. With his only experience, Mo Ruanmiao can guarantee that this face will be very popular both at home and abroad.

But with a bad personality, such a good face is useless.

"Mr. Mo," Mo Ruanmiao called tentatively, and then he became bolder, "Mo Chutian?"

Mo Chutian still didn't respond.

As a result, Mo Ruanmiao's guts were like a rapidly inflating balloon, filled with curiosity and some bad factors, but his mood was as brisk as if he was about to fly into the sky.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and then pinched Mo Chutian's face lightly. Seeing that there was no response, he struck harder, and then he pinched Mo Chutian's face again, but did not withdraw his hand. He frowned, and whispered to Mo Chutian: "It's fierce, and I didn't provoke you."

Suddenly, a pair of bloodshot eyes opened with bursts of impatience, and they stared firmly at Mo Ruanmiao. Mo Ruanmiao only felt that the skin between his fingers was extremely hot, and his whole face was covered all the way. Hot red, he withdrew his hand quickly, like a student who was caught by the teacher on the spot for doing bad things.

For a moment, Mo Ruanmiao's mind went blank, only his face was hot enough.

However, when Mo Ruanmiao was thinking about what would happen, Mo Chutian closed his eyes again, muttering in his mouth that the ginger tea just now tasted too strong, it smelled bad.

It seems that he didn't recognize Mo Ruanmiao clearly.

Mo Ruanmiao got out of bed quickly, then ran out of the bedroom without looking back, resigned herself to finding lemons and honey and made Mo Chutian a glass of honey lemonade.

This time it went smoothly, even without Mo Ruanmiao holding him back, Mo Chutian drank all the water by himself.

It's just that the movement after drinking is a bit strange.

Mo Chutian's suit was already rumpled during this process, and the neckline of his shirt made Mo Chutian uncomfortable. After so much fuss, no matter how drunk a person is, his mobility should recover. He glanced at Mo Ruanmiao, But the brain can't quickly extract information about Mo Ruanmiao, and the movements of the hands are even more out of the control of the brain.

Under Mo Ruanmiao's astonished eyes, he took off the clothes on his upper body. There were eight-pack abs on his flat stomach, and he was full of strength when he raised and lowered his arms.

If another girl saw this scene, she would probably scream, but now Mo Ruanmiao is facing Mo Chutian.

Mo Chutian's fingers had slipped onto the belt, and Mo Ruanmiao finally came back to his senses, and he stammered, "I, I'm leaving."

After all, Mo Ruanmiao was about to leave, but Mo Chutian refused. He grabbed Mo Ruanmiao's arm and pulled him over. His eyes were fierce and his tone was fierce, "I want to take a bath."

What does it matter to him to take a shower?Mo Ruanmiao has seen a lot of nude bodies in art class, but she can't stand Mo Chutian's half-naked body at all. Now that the two of them are so close together, he doesn't know where to put his eyes. He struggled and said loudly: "You wash yours, I'm leaving!"

"You put the bath water for me." I don't know if Mo Chutian recognized Mo Ruanmiao as someone else, or if he was very drunk, this is simply making trouble for no reason.

Mo Ruanmiao will take care of drunk people, but they are quiet people, not such vigorous people who are so strong that they can tear down a house.

This situation must be Mo Ruanmiao's disadvantage, but within a few minutes, Mo Ruanmiao was pushed into the bathroom by Mo Chutian, and the door of the bathroom was also locked.

Simply sick!Mo Ruanmiao was trembling with anger, but she was a little scared seeing Mo Chutian's fierce look.The clay figurine was also very angry, Mo Ruanmiao thought that Mo Chutian was going to take a bath anyway, so let him do it!

Mo Ruanmiao made two steps in three steps, took the nozzle, turned the switch to the direction of hot water, and then greeted Mo Chutian. Mo Chutian was caught off guard by Mo Ruanmiao, who was sprayed from head to toe.

This spray is more effective than any hangover tea. Mo Chutian's wine suddenly woke up five or six points. with him.

"Mo Ruan Miao." Mo Chu□□Mo Ruan Miao approached, with a bad tone and a dark complexion.

Mo Ruanmiao trembled, bit her lips and did not speak, but quietly changed the direction of her hand, and the fine water brushed Mo Chutian's waist and fell to the ground.

"You said you were going to take a bath." Mo Ruanmiao said without confidence.

It is very unwise to reason with someone who is still a little bit drunk, and Mo Chutian obviously didn't listen, but he didn't do anything else, just took the nozzle from Mo Ruanmiao's hand, and the water flowed from the two of them. It was left between the bodies, and the clothes of the two were wet.

Mo Chutian turned off the water, thought of something, and said without thinking, "You are really good at pretending."

What is he pretending again?Mo Ruanmiao was at a loss.

After saying this, Mo Chutian seemed to be drunk again. He frowned first, and then his aura suddenly dropped, as if he wasn't the one who was aggressive just now. Then he turned sideways and threw up all over the floor. Can not bear to look.

Later, Mo Ruanmiao firmly believed that Mo Chutian must have gone crazy tonight.When the two came out of the bathroom, both of them were wet. Mo Chutian's bathrobe was hanging crookedly on his body, and Mo Ruanmiao also changed into a bathrobe, which was forced.

Mo Ruanmiao was pushed onto the bed by Mo Chutian, and he backed away in horror, always feeling that Mo Chutian was about to do something strange in a second, and now he felt extremely regretful in his heart, if he had known that he should have put Mo in the first place. Chu Tian threw it in the room, just leave him alone.

"Sleep." Mo Chutian looked down at Mo Ruan Miao, really good-looking, he thought maybe Mo Ruan Miao's mother is also a great beauty, otherwise how could he coax Mo Qixing to transfer so many properties under his name to Mo Ruanmiao, and even shares.

Mo Ruanmiao was unwilling, "I want to go back to my room."

"No." Mo Chutian was really drunk tonight, his words and actions were quite different from usual, and now he let go of the young master's temper and how he was happy. In short, Mo Ruanmiao was unhappy, so he was happy.

"You don't know why!" Mo Ruanmiao wanted to get up, but just as his body left the bed, Mo Chutian pressed his shoulder.

Mo Chutian didn't do anything, took advantage of his height and body, turned off the light, rolled up the quilt, and lay down on the bed, Mo Ruanmiao was drawn into Mo Chutian's arms, like a big white rabbit milk sugar.

Mo Ruanmiao couldn't move under the restraint of Mo Chutian, she could only twist her body slightly, and said softly, "Let me go, okay?"

Mo Chutian did not speak.

After a while, Mo Ruanmiao heard the man's steady breathing, which smelled of alcohol, and Mo Chutian fell asleep within a few minutes.

Forget it, just sleep like this, Mo Ruanmiao comforted himself, but he still felt that he was unlucky, obviously what he did was a good thing, but why did Mo Chutian treat himself like this?

Gradually, consciousness began to become drowsy, and Mo Ruanmiao actually fell asleep like this.