Ling Che was already holding two bottles of Erguotou in front of her, "Are you sure you want to drink it?"

Mo Yu glanced at the Erguotou that Ling Che was holding and was stunned, "Why did you bring this?"

"Otherwise, what should I bring? You should know that I don't like to bring some things. I brought Erguotou because I was worried about any accidents when I was on the mountain. Erguotou can prevent inflammation!"

"Then drink a little first, the leftover Erguotou can continue to reduce inflammation!"

After saying that, Ling Che smiled, "It's okay, I still have two bottles."

"But you didn't say it just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Che said, "That's a lie to you!"

He took a sip of Erguotou with his mouth puffed, and the hot and spicy wine-spicy Mo Yu grinned, "So spicy!"

"Well, but after drinking, you will find it. No matter what wine it is, it can't taste better than Erguotou!"

"Is that true?" Mo Yu looked at Ling Che with some disbelief and took another sip.

Taste, it seems to be pretty good?

Perhaps it was because of psychological effects. After Mo Yu took a few sips, he talked about life with Ling Che.

This was also the first time Ling Che had a chat with Mo Yu so unscrupulously. The two of them talked about from food to customs and customs to social atmosphere. The content of the chat was irrelevant, but Ling Che did not appear impatiently.

Instead, he looked at Mo Yu who was slightly drunk, and his lips were filled with smiles.

"Crocodile..." After a hiccup, Mo Yu looked at Ling Che, pointed at his nose, and stood up, "Do you know? I really forgot about the past. I don't know who I am. They told me that my name is Mo Yu, I am an art student, but I don't think I look like an art student, because I can't do good paintings, I think I'm stupid! But they said, I'm to you... a crocodile..."

He burped again, and Mo Yu shook his head, not knowing where he had just said.

Suddenly, he came to Ling Che and looked at him, "Do you know, when you said you like Miss Jian, my heart was sore. I didn't know why I was sore? I don't think I would like you, and I can't like you..."

After saying that, Mo Yu held Erguotou tightly in his hand, walked in front of Ling Che, and watched him swaying in front of him, his head became several.

"Don't shake you, you're making me dizzy!"

"I didn't shake it, it's you who are drunk!"

"I'm not drunk!"

After taking another sip of Erguotou, Mo Yu suddenly approached and held Ling Che's cheek.

After looking at him for a while, he laughed, "You are so handsome!"

Ling Che is full of black lines. People who are drunk know whether they are handsome or not?

When his body tilted, Mo Yu's lips suddenly pressed against Ling Che's lips, and he stuck out his tongue to lick it. Mo Yu smiled, "It's so sweet!"

After saying that, he licked Ling Che's lips gently.

Without the disgust I imagined, I felt a familiar aura on Mo Yu's body. I don't know if Ling Che was drunk or Mo Yu was drunk. I saw Ling Che clamping Mo Yu's waist, locking her on his body, deepening the kiss.

The night wind was blowing, but Ling Che did not feel cold at all, but instead felt like fire was burning on his body.

With a passionate kiss, Ling Che hugged Mo Yu and returned to the tent, pressing her under her body, and gently wandered on her body with a cocoon. Wherever she went, she trembled.
Chapter completed!