"Really!" Song Tianmo lowered his head, gently kissed her on the forehead, and smiled slightly: "Does Ling Fei like me?" ”

Ling Fei squinted a pair of misty eyes and looked at him carefully.

Shake one’s head.

"I don't like it."

"Don't like it?" Song Tianmo's face is blue? Feeling that the whole person was not good, he squinted his eyes slightly and glared at Ling Fei sharply: "Why don't you like it?" ”

"Ling Fei likes Tianmo and doesn't like you...... Uh, I don't like ......" Ling Fei shook her head resolutely.

"Hehe, how much does Ling Fei like Tianmo?" Ling Fei's answer pleased Song Tianmo, and in an instant, his gaze softened again, coaxing Ling Fei to speak.

It was said that he was drunk and spit out the truth, and what Ling Fei said when he was drunk at this time made Song Tianmo happy compared to what he said when he was sober.

"Loved it, it was ...... Like ......" In order to emphasize her liking, Ling Fei also stretched out her two hands and made a very big pose.

It's only halfway through the action, her face suddenly turned pale, and she frowned when she covered her stomach.

"Ah, it's so uncomfortable......"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Song Tianmo reacted very quickly, pushed the car door violently, and pulled Ling Fei out of Cayenne with half hugging and half helping!

"Gross!"

Before she could stand still, Ling Fei vomited.

Song Tianmo held Ling Fei's slender waist, looked at his body and shoes, and his face instantly darkened.

Teether.

"Ling Fei!"

"You're so good!"

……

"Hmm...... My head hurts! When Ling Fei woke up in the morning, she hadn't opened her eyes yet, so she couldn't help but reach out and rub her head.

Not only did I have a headache, but even my throat seemed a little hoarse.

"Headache? Know it's uncomfortable? I don't drink so much alcohol when I don't drink well! If it doesn't hurt, who do you hurt? A cold voice sounded in her ears, Ling Fei blinked, and finally opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is a magnified handsome face.

"Good morning, husband!" Ling Fei ignored the headache and smiled brightly at Song Tianmo.

Good?

Not good at all!

Song Tianmo pulled the corners of his lips, straightened up, didn't speak, and tied his tie slowly.

"Husband, I'll tie it for you." Hugging the quilt and sitting up, Ling Fei ignored the headache, smiled and offered to serve Song Tianmo, I don't know if it was her illusion, I always felt that Song Tianmo's gaze at her this morning was a little strange.

I remember that last night, she and Song Tianmo went to a Western restaurant for dinner together, and Song Tianmo ordered red wine, which was still extremely high in vintage and a little high in concentration.

She seems to have drunk too much?

After hearing about Feng Xiao, she was very depressed all the time, and before she knew it, she drank too much, how many glasses did she drink?

Five cups?

Six cups?

Or seven cups?

I really can't remember.

It's like a mess in my head.

I don't know how I got out of the restaurant in the end, or even how I got back to the apartment.

"No, just rest yours." Song Tianmo glanced at her lightly, his hand movements were elegant and fast, and he tied his tie in less than a minute.

I turned around and went to get my phone on the bedside table.

Ling Fei bit her lip and looked at his back, and said cautiously: "I was drunk last night?" I don't seem to have any impression at all......"

"Really impressed?" Song Tianmo finally walked back to her with his mobile phone. lowered his head slightly, as if smiling: "You are really good, I don't know how much you drink?" Don't drink too much in the future! ”

"I ...... Bad wine? Song Tianmo's unhappy appearance made Ling Fei couldn't help but open his mouth to be tempted.

After getting drunk...... Did she say something, or did she do something?

Ling Fei was entangled.