Chapter 126

"I'm wrong, OK? Blame me for being late. Don't cry. Feifei is the best. It's all my fault. " Yun Qianmo comforts Luo Feiqi carefully. Seeing her helpless and aggrieved appearance, he is really hurt to his heart.

Luo Feiqi stopped her tears, but because she had been crying for a long time, she couldn't help pulling out. She raised her hand and hit Yun Qianmo's arm gently, "OK, forgive you!"

Yunqianmo helpless and doting smile, not tired of following her back a caress, help her smooth.

"Come and save me early next time!" Luo Feiqi pulled cloud modest Mo to get a face, Jiao voice way.

"There won't be another time." There was a cold light in Yun Qianmo's eyes, but his voice was gentle.

"I..." Luo Feiqi seems to want to say something, just said a word on the fierce pause, face a little strange.

As soon as Yun Qianmo saw her like this, he was a little flustered. "What's the matter, isn't it...".

Luo Feiqi pauses for a while, suddenly pours to the side, but this bed is too big, Luo Feiqi finally did not catch up, "wow" vomit out.

The sour taste of the liquor after digestion spreads wantonly in the air. Yun Qianmo seems to be unable to bear it. He closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, his eyes return to their usual calm.

"I, i... I'm sorry!" Although Luo Feiqi is still drunk, she also knows that she has done something wrong. She looks at Yun Qianmo pitifully, and her voice is already filled with tears.

Yun Qianmo took a deep breath and pressed down his helplessness. He touched Luo Feiqi's head and said, "it's OK. I'll clean it up."

The servant must have gone to bed now, and Yun Qianmo doesn't want to call her any more. He has to do it by himself and hold Luo Feiqi on the sofa. Yun Qianmo takes out a new set of bedding from the cupboard.

Holding a breath, Yun Qianmo quickly tore off all the bedding on the big bed and threw it in the corner of the room.

It's the first time for Yun Qianmo to make the bed. After 20 minutes of struggling with the bedding, Yun Qianmo managed to finish it. Although he was crooked by the corner and the sheets, he could still sleep.

As soon as Yun Qianmo turns around, Luo Feiqi sits in the corner of the sofa with his knees in his hands, and his big eyes blink at him. He suddenly feels that what's dirty and messy is nothing.

"Darling, shall we change our clothes and sleep?" Luo Feiqi is like a willful child when she is drunk, and Yun Qianmo is willing to spoil her.

Luo Feiqi nods like a chicken pecking rice, and looks at the corner of Yun Qianmo's mouth with a smile. He takes out his own long sleeve shorts from the wardrobe, and Yun Qianmo hands them to Luo Feiqi.

"This is the coat and this is the trousers. Put them on yourself, will you?" One by one, take the clothes to Luo Feiqi. Seeing that she nods and agrees, Yun Qianmo closes the door and leaves the space for Luo Feiqi.

Not long after waiting at the door, Yun Qianmo is worried about whether the drunken Luo Feiqi can change her clothes. He hears a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed by Luo Feiqi's scream.

"Feifei, what's the matter with you?" Yun Qianmo's heart tightly pulled up, but no matter how he called, it was still quiet and there was no movement.

Heart a little bit sink down, cloud modest Mo can't wait any longer, directly push the door and enter, but in see clearly the scene of the house suddenly stopped.

It seems that Luo Feiqi didn't sit firmly on the sofa and fell to the ground, but because of the thick blanket support and the low height of the sofa, she didn't fall hard.

She just threw it in a drunken state, lying on the carpet with her head down. She was covered with the clothes that Yun Qianmo had just handed her, but because of exaggeration and posture, her coat and trousers were rolled up.

Although the key parts are not exposed, this scene is still enough to make any man's blood, white and straight, with two long legs, slender waist and skin like a good suet jade.

Yun Qianmo's throat is rolling up and down, and suddenly he feels a little thirsty. Luo Feiqi is struggling to get up from the ground, but he can't succeed because his arm can't work hard. Seeing Yun Qianmo come in, he seems to see his Savior.

"Come on, I can't get up. Woo, someone is holding me on the ground. Come and help me!"

All of a sudden, Yun Qianmo's blood is extinguished by Luo Feiqi's words. He goes to pull Luo Feiqi from the ground and holds him to the bed.

A pleasant bell rings in the room, and Yun Qianmo is stunned for a moment. This is reflected by Luo Feiqi's mobile phone. She finds out the mobile phone from her bag. On the screen, "Yu Qingshang" is jumping happily."Feifei, where have you been? Why don't you come back? Are you drinking? Do you want me to pick you up? You are... "

As soon as the phone is connected, Yu Qingshang is like a "machine gun". Countless problems pour out in an instant. Seeing that she still has the idea to continue to make noise, Yun Qianmo impatiently interrupts her.

"I'm Yun Qianmo. Feifei won't go back tonight."

Yu Qingshang suddenly calmed down. A few seconds later, she regained her voice. "Mr. Yun, OK, Feifei, if you take care of me, I'll be relieved. Then..."

Luo Feiqi was restless again at this time. Her boneless arm wrapped around Yun Qianmo's shoulder and said in his ear, "I'm in pain. How can you ignore me, Don't you love me anymore? "

“……”

Yu Qingshang and Yun Qian were both in silence. Five seconds later, Yu Qingshang said quickly, "Mr. Yun, Feifei is OK. I'll hang up first! Goodbye

After hanging up the phone, Yu Qingshang breathes a long breath. She feels as if she has inadvertently learned something extraordinary. Recalling Luo Feiqi's soft and charming voice, she can't help admiring her.

It's really Feifei. It's a good way to deal with men!

On this side, the "struggle" between Luo Feiqi and Yun Qianmo is far from over.

"You talk. Why don't you talk? Don't you love me anymore?"

"I knew that you fell in love with her, and you watched the snow, the stars and the moon with her, from poetry to Philosophy of life... I didn't watch the snow, the stars and the moon with you, from poetry to Philosophy of life!"

Yun Qianmo's face is getting darker and darker, but Luo Feiqi is still immersed in his own world.

"You say, I don't care. From now on, you can only watch the snow, the stars and the moon with me, from poetry to Philosophy of life!"