Mu Hanxi was worried that Mo Zebei would have a headache when she got up tomorrow morning. She turned around silently while Zuocheng was talking to this person, and went to the kitchen to boil sober soup for this person.

After the hangover soup was boiled, the dining table was basically scattered, and everyone gathered on the sofa to chat.

Mo Zebei took Mu Hanxi's hand and drank a large bowl of hangover soup smoothly.

Putting down the porcelain bowl, Mu Hanxi took out the paper towels from the coffee table, like taking care of a child, and helped this person gently wipe the soup stains on the corners of her lips. Her behavior caused everyone to turn their heads to tease and joke, and the hall suddenly laughed. One piece, even Sagi who was nestled in Mu Yingxue's arms narrowed his eyes and giggled.

Mu Hanxi was very shy. She turned a little to the outside, trying to distance the two of them to avoid being laughed at. Unexpectedly, Mo Zebei's eyes were blurred, and she whispered to her "Sister Mu", and said She said she had to stretch her hand around her neck.

Professor Mu coughed twice and instructed Mu Xuanya to help Mu Hanxi help Mo Zebei return to the room to rest.

"I'm going down, you stay and take care of her."

"Okay." Mu Hanxi sent Mu Xuanya out of the room, then folded back again, and helped Mo Zebei take off his coat and pants, and pulled the quilt to cover him.

Mo Zebei's small face was flushed, his lips were slightly opened, his breathing was shallow, and his appearance was well-behaved.

Mu Hanxi looked at her tenderly, rubbing her brows and eyes with her fingers, her eyes filled with unshakable affection.

As the night darkened, the alcohol on this person gradually dissipated, showing signs of waking up.

About one o'clock in the morning, Mo Zebei slowly opened his eyes, and she stared blankly at Mu Hanxi who would be sitting in front of her.

"You are awake," Mu Hanxi softly scraped the tip of the man's nose, "I'm going to take a bath." She hadn't dared to leave before, fearing that the little drunk cat could not find herself after waking up.

Mo Zebei sat up slowly, propped up, no discomfort except for a little dizziness.

While she was asleep, Mu Hanxi fed her water, helped her knead her temples, and wiped her cheeks and neck.

Mo Zebei touched the watch that was taken off from the side and glanced at the time. Is it so late?

She closed her eyes and patted her forehead regretfully, complaining that she had drunk too much and died of sleep. Now it's midnight. She is so embarrassed to make trouble with Mu Hanxi. This person has to get up early to work tomorrow, and she has to go back to school. .

She lowered her eyes, looked at her fingertips that had been smoothly trimmed the previous two days, and groaned softly.

When Mu Hanxi came out of the bathroom, she saw this man sitting on the bed in a daze, and she kept sighing.

"what happened?"

Mo Zebei didn't expect Mu Hanxi to come out so soon, he hurriedly backed his hands, and said: "...I smell of alcohol all over my body, I'm going to take a bath now."

She just got out of bed and walked two steps, as if suddenly remembering something, she turned her head and looked over and muttered in a low voice: "Sister Mu, I didn't bring any pajamas... I have to wear yours tonight."

Hearing this person calling her sister Mu, Mu Hanxi had a strange feeling in her heart.

Mu Hanxi found Mo Zebei's blue pajamas, made of fine and smooth silk, which she had previously bought specifically for Mo Zebei, in case this person stayed overnight.

Mo Zebei Chong Mu Hanxi smiled, holding her pajamas, and went straight to the bathroom.

It was late, she didn't wash her hair, took a shower and came out.

Mu Hanxi stayed up, sitting on the head of the bed with a book in his hand, waiting for her.

Seeing Mo Zebei coming, Mu Hanxi put down the book and moved her body inside, Mo Zebei was lying on the outside.

The incandescent lamp above the head was turned off, leaving only the warm orange lights at both ends of the bed.

Mo Zebei's hands were hanging on her side, and she was picking at the white sheet with a small force. In fact, she was not sleepy at all now, it could be said that she was not sleepy.

But taking a step back, she might be ashamed to speak even if it was early. Those five words were written boldly by drunkenness. After waking up most of the time, her face naturally became thinner.

Mu Hanxi tilted her head and glanced at the man, then put her hand to turn off the bedside lamp on her side.

There is no show tonight, a voice said in my heart. In the next second, Mo Zebei touched the button next to him sideways and turned off the light.

Because the curtains were closed airtightly, the night was thick and dark as far as I could see, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Mu Hanxi bit her lip, leaned against her, and leaned over.

Mo Zebei breathed tightly, and her fingertips trembled. She tilted her head slightly and let out a breath of warm air: "Little Wooden Rabbit, are you sleepy?"

Mu Hanxi said in a low voice.

The charming picture that had just come out of his mind dissipated instantly, and Mo Zebei closed his eyes and stopped thinking about it.

A few minutes later, Mu Hanxi gently shook the man's hand, and his head was placed against the man's neck.

The enthusiasm that faded easily swept over again, Mo Zebei's heart was pounding quickly, she pursed her lips, and said dumbly: "Little Mutu, I can't sleep."

Mu Hanxi touched this person's cheek with feeling, and softly caressed: "What's the matter?"

"..." It was her who was obviously drinking. How come Mu Hanxi couldn't remember the five words in her palm before, and asked her what's wrong?

Mo Zebei was silent for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to turn on the bedside lamp, and then went to the bathroom.

She carefully washed her right hand inside, and when she returned, she lifted the quilt corner and bullied herself directly on top of this person.

Mu Hanxi suddenly bumped into the deer, and red clouds gradually appeared on her cheeks.

"Did you forget what I wrote to you at night?" Mo Zebei rubbed his head against the man's neck, and the hot and humid breath lingered on the place where the two of them touched, accompanied by fine breathing.

Mu Hanxi raised her neck uncomfortably, and Mo Zebei leaned forward, grabbing her earlobe, and then lightly biting after licking it. .

Mu Hanxi stiffened and did not dare to move anymore.

Mo Zebei panted heavily, scraping the soft flesh of this man's earlobe with his sharp tiger teeth, and rubbed it lightly.

Mu Hanxi's breath was disordered, and his chest was up and down.

Mo Zebei slowly propped up his body and stroked Mu Hanxi's face. Against the background of the warm orange light, this person's white and red skin became more and more gentle and soft, and his wet eyes filled with autumn water, alluring. The picked cherry lips are slightly closed, and the brown curly hair like a waterfall is naturally scattered on the shoulders, inadvertently revealing the charm of a mature woman...

Mo Zebei's eyes were itchy, she licked her lips, and said dumbly: "You look so beautiful, like a fairy falling into the world."

Mu Hanxi was embarrassed to listen to her love words, hooked this person's neck, and kissed gently.

Mo Zebei closed his eyes and kissed her back, grinding and sucking, teasing carefully, still clinging to this person's lilac tongue, temptation to chase...

Mu Hanxi was softened by her, and her limbs became weaker and weaker.

Bowing down, Mo Zebei went to the end of the bed. She leaned down and kissed the man's smooth and delicate instep, white and tender ankles, and round and pink toes. Mu Hanxi's nerves were tense, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

She moved her lips, trying to say something, and held back, her face flushed and her ears scorched.

Mu Hanxi was too ashamed to answer the exquisite jade feet when he was so wet by this person. At the same time, there was an indescribable heat in his heart.

She bends her legs slightly, curled her toes... Mo Zebei's eyes darkened, holding her ankle, biting with a small force...

Mu Hanxi shivered uncontrollably, Mo Zebei panted and became heavy, kissed hard, licked wanton...

Mu Hanxi's consciousness gradually faded, her eyes were red, as if she was drunk... Vaguely, she felt that this person got up and got out of bed and went to the bedroom. She folded back not long afterwards, and was lifted by the horns. With a chill, Mo Zebei got in again...

They slept deeply at night, and both of them got up late the next day. They didn't hear the alarm ring at all. Mu Hanxi had to ask the company for leave in a dumb voice, and went back in the afternoon.

Mo Zebei opened his eyes in a daze, leaned over, held Mu Hanxi, and rubbed her neck clingingly.

Mu Hanxi tugged at the quilt, covering the exposed skin of the two of them: "Are you not going back to school?"

"Well," Mo Zebei raised his head and apologized, "Blame me for harassing you for so long last night that you didn't get up."

Mu Hanxi subconsciously covered her mouth, and said shyly, "You are not allowed to speak."

The corner of Mo Zebei's lips hooked and shut his mouth obediently.

"Close your eyes now."

"?"

Mu Hanxi tilted her head to look to the side, and said awkwardly: "I want to wear clothes."

Mo Zebei chuckled and pulled the quilt to cover his eyes: In fact, she had looked at it carefully last night, and it was all in her head.

Mu Hanxi bit her lip lightly, picked up the pajamas on the head of the bed, and went to the bathroom after putting them on, but her walking posture was a little unnatural compared to usual.

She opened the shower and took a hot bath, and then glanced at the mirror, her small face instantly turned red, like a cooked shrimp and crab: except for her face and neck, she was covered with hickeys all over her body, beautiful and bright red. The color is so eye-catching that you can hardly see it.

She was too embarrassed to go out in embarrassed moments...

I don’t know how long it took. When she finally got out of the bathroom, she found that Mo Zebei was not in the room, and the white sheets on the bed were gone...

The heat that finally dissipated on her face surged up again, and she unconsciously remembered the ambiguity of last night, overlapping and undulating, tightly entangled...

She got up to wash her face with cold water, then went out of the room and went to the first floor.

Auntie Gan made breakfast this morning, and because the two of them hadn't gotten up, she deliberately left two for them.

Mu Hanxi sat on the sofa in the hall and waited for a while, until Mo Zebei came over, the two went to the dining table together.

After breakfast, Mo Zebei took the person back to the bedroom and went to bed.

"Take a break while you have time."

Mu Hanxi nestled in her arms and said in a low voice: "Backache." Some parts of her body were also a little uncomfortable, but she was embarrassed to tell this person.

"I'll squeeze it for you." Mo Zebei touched the man's waist and abdomen, massaging with little force.

After kneading for about half an hour, Mo Zebei lowered his head and kissed the man's lips: "Does it hurt in your place?"

Mu Hanxi shyly retracted into the quilt: "Somewhat sleepy..."

Knowing that she was shy, Mo Zebei didn't ask any more, he only embraced her from behind: "If it hurts, I will buy you some medicine later."

"No," Mu Hanxi blushed and said eagerly, "No medicine." This person moved with pity, but it didn't hurt that much, just a little uncomfortable.

Mo Zebei hung his fingertips around her hair, rubbed his chin against the back of the man's neck gently.

Mu Hanxi slept less last night and consumed too much energy, so she fell asleep while talking.

Mo Zebei listened to the even and shallow breathing in his ears, with an intoxicating smile in his eyes, and felt that the happiest thing in the world was probably this: the sweetness of the wine and the sweetness of the wine, and the tiredness after a good sleep.

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