Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Seasonal warmth was placed on the sofa and wet hair was sticky to the neck and cheeks, as the wine's reddish eyes were slightly open and a blind look at a man who still hadn't reduced his temperament even if it had rained.

Ever since she said something to him the other day, she never thought to face him again. At this moment, her head was dizzy and she was all sunken up, and she simply didn't move the whole person on the couch.

Seasonal warmth is drunk, but the habits of recent years have allowed her to stay a little sane at all times. Even if she was really drunk, she wouldn't talk nonsense. Even if she really wanted to let this man out of her room now, she could lift her hands slightly, but let it go again, even if she didn't talk.

Drunk and drunk, vomited and vomited, and now the rest is probably sleeping.

Yet the voice of a man sounded as her thoughts were about to return to chaos: "It just rained. Did you go in and take a bath yourself, or did I just take off your clothes here? ”

After a warm season's head, he opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with a less sober consciousness: “You...”

“Stop talking nonsense and go in and wash it. ”

Seasonwarm looked at him, looked at the bathroom not far behind him, did not move, until the man bent down to carry her from the sofa into the bathroom, she was busy as if she had been electrically shocked to avoid his arm, stood up, walked to the bathroom, but was still barely able to stand steady due to alcohol, her hands slowed down on the wall for a while before walking in and closing the door.

She is not in the mood for a bath right now, she simply opened the shower to rinse herself, and remembered that she had just thrown up, so she grabbed the spare disposable toothbrush of toothpaste in the hotel bathroom, brushed for half a day without knowing whether there was any alcohol on her body or in her mouth, lowered her head to smell it, and couldn't smell anything. The whole person stood so dumb under the shower, her eyes were still a little straightforward, she could not stay completely awake.

But she remembered that Ink was deep outside, so it took a little while to wash, until half an hour later, Seasonal Warm put on the bathrobe, rubbed her hair two times and went out, her hair was still dripping water when she went out, the water beads were submerged in the bathrobe, some cool.

She took a shower after the rain, but the man was not in a hurry to wash. The wet suit coat was thrown in the room on a sofa that could only accommodate two people. The black shirt suits did not show any change after being wet because of the color.

Seawarm stood outside the bathroom door, but he was a little unstable. He turned around to support himself against the wall, barely staying awake and said: “My work on the Beijing side has almost been completed. Tonight is the last payoff. I think I can go back to Haicheng tomorrow. It's easy for me to drink more, but I'm not too drunk yet. ”

When she heard that she was going back to Haicheng, the man had no movement, but his eyes fell on her. Seasonal warmth was due to the fact that she had just taken a bath and had a reason to get drunk. Her cheeks looked a little redder than usual. Her eyes were also in a trance, and she did not stand in front of him that day saying that she was so firm and calm when she did not love her.

She leaned against the wall and said faintly: "My flight back to Haicheng has been booked for tomorrow afternoon. ”

The man sat there calmly and calmly looking at her. Seasonal warmth lifted his hand and touched his own wet hair. He touched a piece of water. Some of it wrinkled uncomfortably. He wanted to go back to the bathroom and grab a towel and wipe it off, but the motion paused again. What did he think to say again? “Did you see the news I went to the hospital yesterday? ”

She paused, and said, "In these three years, I have only agreed to the pursuit of one man, and I can't stand here right now, Mr. Vince, or any other man. When I have no idea what caused the divorce, I always have the right to resume the pursuit of happiness after the divorce, even if I really have any ambiguity or feelings beyond friendship with any man, it's not against any morals, not even out there. Not even on the track. ”

Besides, she has refused Mr. Vinse many times without knowing how many times she has not responded to him in emotional terms, and this time only because Mr. Vinse is ill, she has taken an active interest in him.

She came just to be on the side of friendship, and now I'm used to it, and I don't care what others think.

Probably the wine in the stomach hasn't been cleaned up yet, and it was probably too hot in the bathroom just now. Seasonal warmth can now stay awake for a moment. Speaking of which, she doesn't even remember what she was talking about, but she can see in the eyes of a man what she seems to be saying again.

Still, she wanted to throw up, so she turned around and went back to the bathroom, drowning a few times against the toilet, but she couldn't throw up anything.

The man never said anything about what she had just said and threw a towel at her head: "Wipe your hair clean, I'll buy a decanter. ”

Seasonal warmth did not speak, only lifted her hand and pressed the towel, almost covering her entire head, on her head, until she heard the door open and closed outside, she dragged the towel down, some mechanically.

Until he wiped his hair dry, Seasonal Warm walked out of the bathroom, his mouth was a little thirsty, went to pour himself a glass of water, and at the same time his hands didn't even hold a cup steady. A glass of hot water, not counting hot water, fell directly to the ground before it reached his mouth. Fortunately, the water was not hot, but Seasonal Warm stood at the table, looking at the water spilled on the carpet and the glass that fell beside him, he looked at it for half a moment and looked back, lifted his eyes and looked at the heavy rain that was still falling out the window.

She lives on a very high floor. How many floors? It seems to be more than thirty floors of the hotel, where you can see the lights of a small half of the city draining under the rain.

Seasonal warmth poured herself another glass of water, cautiously held up the cup to drink, but her hands were still soft and could barely hold it. Both hands held it together. In the end, the water was not delivered to her mouth, so she sprinkled it all over herself.

She gave up. Her face kicked the two water cups off the floor in an ugly way. She lifted her hand and touched a wet bathrobe. She just felt a little warm in the head and listened to the rain outside the window. She wanted to blow a cool breeze to clear herself up.

So she opened the window and walked to the balcony with her bare feet in a bathrobe. The rainwater stains on the balcony were cooling, but it made her feel unknown. At first, she just tried it with her feet, and finally the whole person stepped onto the balcony.