Fuck with ex-girlfriend's uncle

The two drank as they said, called the waiter, and ordered two bottles of liquor and one bottle of drink.

Obviously the drink belonged to Mo Yingchen, and the wine belonged to them, and Mo Yingchen wanted to drink too, but the three of them were all drunk, how could they go back!

Only the two of them could drink, and he watched while drinking.

This Sichuan restaurant served food very quickly, and after a while, the food was served, and the two of them also started to drink at this time.

While drinking and chatting, after three rounds of drinking, Zhou Yurui said more, "Qi Fengmian, you don't know, there were so many people chasing Mo Yingchen when he was in school, and I don't know why he I fell in love with your niece."

Qi Fengmian murmured: "Really!"

Zhou Yurui said: "Yes, Mo Yingchen used to be our school's school grassroots," he hiccupped, and continued: "I was originally the school grassroots, but he came and was snatched away by him."

Qi Fengmian smiled and said, "Yes, Mo Yingchen is indeed good-looking, with delicate features."

Sitting beside Mo Yingchen, "..."

Are these two people drunk? He is still here. He would be embarrassed to praise him like that in front of his face.

After finishing speaking, the two of them poured another glass of wine. After they clinked glasses, they started to drink. Mo Yingchen said, "Both of you drink less, you won't go to work tomorrow?"

Zhou Yurui said arrogantly: "It's okay, we are all bosses, it doesn't matter."

Mo Yingchen rolled his eyes and said, "I'm very proud, aren't I?"

Zhou Yurui said, "Yes."

Then he dragged Qi Fengmian to continue drinking.

After drinking two bottles of white wine, the two of them were already drunk. Seeing that Qi Fengmian was okay, they drank bewilderedly, staring at him in a daze, while Zhou Yu was bouncing around.

Mo Yingchen supported Zhou Yurui, but was distracted by Qi Fengmian.

After paying the bill, he dragged the two of them into the car.

Mo Yingchen sent Zhou Yurui home first, settled down, and then dragged Qi Fengmian, who was dazed and lingering on him, home.

Along the way, Qi Fengmian, who was sitting in the co-pilot, kept pulling his clothes and watching him, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Mo Yingchen couldn't help being funny, the drunk Qi Fengmian is so cute!

When they got home, Mo Yingchen was about to send Qi Fengmian back to his own room, but this guy didn't want to, so he held him to his death and refused to let go, very aggrieved: "I want to sleep with you, I don't want to be separated from you."

There was no way, Mo Yingchen liked his appearance so much, so he took him back to his home, let him sit on the sofa, and fed him green tea.

After everything was tidied up, Mo Yingchen led Qi Fengmian to his room. In fact, when Qi Fengmian just sat for a while, he was a little sober from the wine, not as dizzy as before.

He watched Mo Yingchen treat himself carefully, feeling strange in his heart.

There is a strong desire in my heart.Mo Yingchen is his, no one can take it away.

Entering the room, Qi Fengmian pulled him back, and Mo Yingchen, who didn't pay attention, fell into his arms. Then, Qi Fengmian hugged him tightly and said, "You are mine."

Mo Yingchen reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, I'm yours."

After hugging for a while, he felt dissatisfied, so he let go and kissed him gently.

It was a light kiss at first, but gradually he couldn't wait.

The two kissed and fell on the bed in disbelief, but they still didn't stop them.

The two fell into the bed, panting lightly, Qi Fengmian looked at him, stroked his face with his hands, gasped, Mo Yingchen smelled the smell of alcohol all over his body, but didn't feel sick, and let him A feeling of drunkenness.

Then he heard Qi Fengmian say softly: "Is it okay?"

Mo Yingchen was taken aback after listening, and then said: "You are drunk."

He doesn't want to have a relationship like this.

Qi Fengmian smiled, "I'm not drunk, I'm sober."

Mo Yingchen: "..."

Mo Yingchen kept looking at him, and nodded after a while, Qi Fengmian was very happy to see him nodding.

Then the two continued to kiss again...

In the morning, Mo Yingchen woke up. The person next to him was still sleeping. He picked up his phone and checked the time. It was nine o'clock.

Then put down the phone very calmly, thinking to myself, I am the boss, I can go to work whatever I want, um, that's it.

He looked at Qi Fengmian, his face blushed unconsciously, and he reached out to pat his face.

His thoughts drifted to last night, and he felt ashamed when he thought about it. He was about to get out of bed lightly, but when he saw the messy clothes on the floor, his old face turned red again.

It can't be done, he should hurry to wash up, if he read on, he might go crazy.

As soon as Mo Yingchen left, Qi Fengmian woke up. He looked at his leaving back and smiled contentedly.

Then he also got up, put on Mo Yingchen's pajamas, and went into the bathroom. Mo Yingchen who was brushing his teeth saw him and said, "Do you have a headache?"

Qi Fengmian put her arm around his waist, put her chin on his shoulder, looked at Mo Yingchen in the mirror and said coquettishly, "It hurts!"

Mo Yingchen hurriedly brushed his teeth and said, "You can make some hangover soup yourself in a while."

"Am I suffering?" Qi Fengmian's lazy voice sounded.

"Otherwise," Mo Yingchen said while looking at him in the mirror.

Qi Fengmian thought for a while and said, "I want to drink what you made."

Mo Yingchen was taken aback and said, "I can't!"

"It's okay, I'll drink whatever you make."

"Really?" Mo Yingchen asked.

"Yes," Qi Fengmian replied.

"That's fine, I'll make it for you, you wash up first," he said, taking the hands around his waist away.

After Mo Yingchen walked out of the bathroom, he took out his mobile phone and googled how to make hangover soup.

Thinking that there seems to be not much food at home, I took this phone to Qi Fengmian's house.

After Qi Fengmian washed up, he saw Mo Yingchen who had already made hangover soup.

Seeing him, Mo Yingchen handed him the soup in his hand and said, "Taste how it tastes."

Qi Fengmian took the hangover soup, because it was a bit hot, he blew it lightly, then took a sip, and savored it.

Mo Yingchen looked at him and said expectantly, "Is it delicious? I follow the recipe on Baidu, so it shouldn't be too bad."

Qi Fengmian smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad."

"If it's not bad, drink more, I've been through a lot," Mo Yingchen said.

Qi Fengmian, who was drinking, gave a suspicious "hmm", "How much more?"

Mo Yingchen thought for a while, "It's half the pot, it seems to be a bit too much."

Qi Fengmian said, "It's fine."

"That's fine, drink it up later, or it will be wasted."

Qi Fengmian: "..."

In the end, Mo Yingchen didn't finish the pot of hangover soup, because it was too much.

It was almost eleven o'clock when I went to work. After all, I was the boss, so there was no such thing as being late. I felt that Zhou Yurui was right.