After the rebirth, she exploded in the big circle

Chapter 65 Drunk children are so good at flirting

"Mo Mo, when did you get a new father? He looks so handsome."

Song Xingwan broke away from Huo Yunting's embrace, and crawled several steps on the ground, maybe a little tired, but fortunately, he lay on his back on the cold tiles, and giggled at Ling Mo who was sucking his fingers in Qin Beiming's arms.

"dad?"

Ling Mo struggled to open his eyelids, squinted his dark eyes, stared at the serious Qin Beiming with a wary expression, and whispered hoarsely:

"Are you really my father?"

Qin Beiming: "..." First uncle, then father, next time it's husband's turn, right?

"No. My dad never hugged me. You are a trafficker, right?"

"How much did you drink? You're so drunk!"

After Qin Beiming took her into the suite next door, he led her directly into the bathroom, and said in a deep voice, "Take a shower first, sober up?"

"I won't."

Ling Mo shook his body violently, leaned against the partition screen, and smiled foolishly, "Will you wash it for me?"

Qin Beiming's eyes darkened slightly, and he carefully looked at Ling Mo, who was blushing and blurred, swallowed awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer for a long time.

He is always willing to help others.

It's not impossible to help her take a bath.

If she can't accept all this after waking up, he can sacrifice his own body so that she can also experience the joy of bathing others...

After some psychological achievements, Qin Beiming finally summoned up his courage, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to fight hard.

But when he saw the drunken Ling Mo tilting his head and smiling innocently at him, he suddenly felt guilty.

She trusts him so much, but he always wants to take advantage of her, which is indeed a bit unkind.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Beiming suppressed the desire in his heart, and gently led her out of the bathroom.

Ling Mo took small steps, fast and slow for a while, the tip of his nose bumped against Qin Beiming's straight back several times, his mouth shriveled in grievance, and he muttered softly, "It hurts"

"It hurts?"

Qin Beiming turned around and gently held her slap-sized face. Seeing that the tip of her nose was reddish, he apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry."

"Are you really my father? So handsome."

Ling Mo lightly poked Qin Beiming's high bridge of nose, pouted and prepared to kiss him.

Qin Beiming looked at her pouty lips, and for a moment, he really thought about kissing her desperately.

What about minors?

If you like me, even if there is a "human life", he will just keep it.
wrong!

Human life?

What the fuck is going on tonight?
Qin Beiming hurriedly shook off the evil thoughts in his mind, and subconsciously pulled a short distance away from her, then pointed to the stool in front of the vanity mirror, and said slowly:
"Sit down, I'll blow your hair."

"Oh."

Ling Mo nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and sat down in front of the dressing table with a "bang", his hands folded neatly on his lap.

Qin Beiming saw that she had finally calmed down a bit, so he clumsily dried her hair with a hair dryer.

"It's so noisy. I don't like this kind of sound, like the panting sound of AK45."

Ling Mo compared herself to the vanity mirror, and immediately blocked one ear with her index finger, and was about to block the other ear with her middle finger, only to realize that her fingers were not long enough.

"How much did you drink?"

Qin Beiming looked at the cute and innocent girl in the mirror, his eyes and brows filled with doting.

"I don't remember. Anyway, I drank a little of the red, white, and yellow ones."

Ling Mo snapped his fingers and couldn't figure out how to count.

"Drink it together?"

Qin Beiming sighed helplessly, looking at her in such a drunken state, he might not be able to stop for a while.

If he just acted coquettishly and cute, he could still resist.

What if she was bewitched by his beauty and turned around to be violent?
I can't really eat her!

At that time, what if she cries and asks him to return her innocence?
Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind that from now on, he would never let her get a drop of alcohol again.

With this amount of alcohol, if you meet someone else, why don't you wipe it off?
Thinking of this possibility, Qin Beiming suddenly became terrified, straightened his face, and told her in a deep voice, "Don't drink alcohol in the future, do you understand?"

"You scold me! I'm at a disadvantage! You're just a little turtle"

Ling Mo didn't hear what Qin Beiming said at all, but felt that his tone was a bit unfriendly, and immediately jumped up from the stool vigilantly, clutching Qin Beiming's phone tightly with both hands, and swipe at him, "If you dare to take a step closer, I will hoot you!"

"Don't get excited. I surrender."

Qin Beiming raised his hands cooperatively and smiled dotingly.

This kid!

Usually, he always has an unreasonable appearance, but he never expected to have such a cute side.

"You didn't raise the white flag, the surrender is invalid."

Ling Mo stared at Qin Beiming seriously for a while, then suddenly screamed, and clapped his hands excitedly, "I remember. You are not my father, you are Qin Sanye!"

"Thank you for remembering."

"By the way, where is Huo Yunting? What did you do after holding hands with him? Which of you is the attacker and who is the victim?"

Qin Beiming's hair was full of black lines, and he held her by the shoulders and fixed her on the square stool in front of the dressing table. While helping her to dry her hair, he explained through gritted teeth, "He and I are not what you imagined. Don't like men."

"Why don't you like it?"

Ling Mo held his cheeks in confusion, and stared at the handsome Qin Beiming in the mirror with his bright eyes in bewilderment, "Actually, you and that little milk dog with purple earrings are quite suitable."

Purple earrings?

Lu Jinjiu? !

Qin Beiming pursed his thin lips tightly, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Master Qin, do you like little milk dogs?" Ling Mo looked at him expectantly, making a gesture of Xizi holding his heart.

"I have a cleanliness."

"You still touch my hair if you have a cleanliness?" Ling Mo hurriedly moved the small stool under him, subconsciously moving away from Qin Beiming.

"Not to you."

Qin Beiming clasped her shoulder with one hand, and said with indescribable affection in his tone, "How can there be a little milk cat that is rare for a little milk dog?"

Ling Mo didn't understand what Qin Beiming was saying, but seeing him smiling like a spring breeze, he guessed that he had something for him.

So, she secretly peeled off the bathrobe on her body, and fumbled around.

Seeing this, Qin Beiming turned his head in embarrassment, "What are you doing? You are not allowed to take off your clothes, do you hear me?"

"Master Qin, I'm really sorry. I'm missing something, I'm afraid I can't satisfy you. You'd better go to Huo Yunting, and come to me after I buy a mini prosthesis." Ling Mo said seriously .

Prosthesis
Does she mean the third leg?

Damn it!He was molested by her?
Qin Beiming looked at her condescendingly, and inadvertently brushed over her skirt, his heart stopped beating, and he simply threw the hair dryer aside, and said very seriously:

"Put your clothes back on."

"No. I want to sleep, and I'm uncomfortable wearing clothes." Ling Mo shook his shoulders, thinking about throwing off the robe on his body.

(End of this chapter)