"What others say has nothing to do with me. Later then."
This sounds very reasonable at first glance, but in fact, a pit was dug waiting for him.
Jiang Mo pretended not to know, and jumped into the pit without changing his face: "Okay."
He's not willing to give up the relationship like this, but they do need a little time to calm down, there's no doubt about it.
Luo Nanqiu didn't speak after Jiang Mo agreed, and no longer pressed him. She rolled over and lay beside him, staring at the ceiling quietly.
With the space to move around, Jiang Mo was thinking about soaking someone with honey hangover, so he took the opportunity to sit up, grabbed his phone and glanced at it.
Luo Rong was indeed full of doubts about his sudden "loss of contact".
Luo Rong: Brother Jiang, are you still there, Brother Jiang?
Luo Rong: Why don't you speak?
Luo Rong: What about people?
Luo Rong: [Black question mark face]
Luo Rong: Brother Qiu, is he better?
Luo Rong: Brother Jiang, please reply to me quickly...
Jiang Mo typed quickly -
Jiang.: Baijiu.
Jiang.: He is fine.
Jiang.: Very awake.
Just dishonest.
Luo Rong's reply was still fast: Ah? Very awake?
Luo Rong: Oh, yes, yes, Brother Qiu is really different when he is drunk.
Luo Rong: He used to be like this, we thought he wasn't drunk.
Luo Rong: If he hadn't been squatting on the side of the road and refused to leave, we would have really thought he wasn't drunk.
Jiang.: Has he been drunk before?
Luo Rong: No.
Luo Rong: My brother Qiu, the man who got drunk after drinking a few cocktails, got old and harmed.
Jiang Mo silently looked at Luo Nanqiu, who was squinting and sleepy on the bed. He didn't quite understand why a person who could get drunk after drinking cocktails would suddenly run to drink Baijiu, which had a high degree and a spicy and strong taste.
What did Luo Nanqiu do during the few hours he was not by his side?
Doubt aside, he knew very well that Luo Nanqiu would definitely not be able to speak in his current state, and he might even pit himself to death, so he decisively threw his phone aside and got up to prepare honey water for him.
"Where are you going..." Luo Nanqiu sat up with his elbows propped up, and grabbed his wrist with one hand, "Are you leaving?"
Because of the drunkenness, Luo Nanqiu's voice was lazy, no longer so indifferent and frozen, but somewhat kind.
"No. I'll soak you in honey water to hangover." Jiang Mo said helplessly.
Luo Nanqiu let go.
"Do you have honey at home?"
"Yes..." Luo Nanqiu raised his hand and pressed between his eyebrows, looking really drunk and uncomfortable, "The kitchen locker, the second one on the left."
When Jiang Mo soaked in the honey water and then went in, Luo Nanqiu was leaning on the head of the bed, tilting his head and looking at him inexplicably.
"Warm. Drink first." Jiang Mo shoved the water glass into his hand.
Luo Nanqiu took it obediently, and he could feel the temperature just right across the wall of the cup, neither too hot nor too cold. He drank it clean in one breath and commented, "It's too sweet."
"How could it be." Jiang Mo wondered, he adjusted it strictly according to the proportion Luo Rong said, how could it be too sweet?
Unless Luo Rong is unreliable.
Luo Nanqiu seemed to have expected what he was thinking, and waved at him: "Really, if you don't believe me, try it."
Jiang Mo looked expressionlessly at the glass that had bottomed out, and thought to himself that he had only soaked a glass. You didn't drink a drop left. I'll taste a fart.
"Come here, I'll give you a taste." The drunk started calling again.
qingyustarkeyMy intuition is that the next chapter will not pass the trial again. If this chapter is destined to pass
jiangmoIt's hard for you as an author
qingyustarkeyFour times...
qingyustarkeyI didn't write anything big either.
qingyustarkeyIf nothing else, delete it
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