Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

After returning from country j, he swore not to see her, but to find a way to calm himself down and make a suitable choice.

But he didn't go to see her, but he couldn't resist driving here, looking at her familiar hut, and then suffering, and then even more unable to extricate himself.

When he met her here today, he tried to let his reason dominate and eradicate her. He finally raised the gun, but he still couldn't press his finger down.

He seemed to have fallen into a dark abyss, and he realized that he should turn back, and found that he could no longer climb out, but it was not painful, and he would rather sink there.

"You're drunk!" Mu Baoer was flustered by his deep eyes, and looked away.

He was just drunk and talking nonsense, and he would never say such affectionate words normally.

"Yes, I'm drunk, but my heart is not drunk." He knew what he said, and he knew she wouldn't believe it.

But he still wanted to take this opportunity of getting drunk and say it out. He was always high above the others and had too much self-esteem, so he always disdained to speak the truth.

But now, he felt that he had been completely lost, that fate had played tricks on him, and that he would never have a chance to be with her again, he just wanted to express all the inner voices in his heart.

"I'll send you back. In your condition, it's too dangerous to be here by yourself. It's not good to be seen by your enemies." Mu Baoer wanted to help him up, but he was as heavy as a mountain, and I don't want to get up at all.

Instead, she was pulled and fell to the ground.

"Go away, don't care about me, don't care about me, or I will stalk you like a locust, no matter how much you hate me, I won't let you go." Ji Mo's drunken laughter was half joking, half lonely.

Mu Baoer was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

But I saw Ji Mo, picking up a bottle of wine on the ground, drinking it quietly, like a person who lost his soul, leaning against the door like mud, anesthetizing himself with wine, indulgent and self-abuse.

"Don't drink it." Mu Baoer wanted to grab his bottle.

"You have no right to control me. I'll let you go. Do you hear me?"

But he snatched it back, and still gulped down the wine, poured down to the chin, covered the neck, and flowed into the shirt.

Mu Baoer felt that he really didn't know good from bad, so she left him and walked down the stairs slowly, feeling unspeakably irritated in her heart.

What does he do!He asked for this tonight. He has a terrible personality. He is always so capricious. He has hurt her so many times. Today, he still raised a gun at her and wanted to kill her.

After walking to the side of the road outside the community, he couldn't help but look back at the figure in front of the door.

No, if something happened to him and he was killed, then this is where she used to live, and the Corona people will blame her. Well, for the sake of her own future, she still can't leave him.

Mu Baoer felt that she had found a perfect excuse, and walked back slowly.

Looking at the ground, good guy, she has only walked away for a few minutes, and he has already finished a large bottle of wine, so I am not afraid of alcohol poisoning.

Mu Baoer couldn't help but sighed in her heart, and sat down beside him.

The smell of alcohol around Ji Mo became stronger. He tilted his head and looked at her fascinatedly, as if trying to identify who she was: "Who are you? Why are you so familiar?"

Mu Baoer's black line, it seems that he is even more drunk.

"I'm Mu Baoer, sober up, why do you get drunk so easily?"