said with emotion, and the clear eyes under those sunglasses slowly shed a line of inexpressible tears.

......

After Mo Leng went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things, he went home and installed the monitor.

But what he didn't expect was that in a week's video, except for him and Liang Jing, there was not even a cat.

So he was a little anxious, he actually bought a bottle of liquor, and when Liang Jing went to work, he secretly went home and gave himself a drink, and drunk himself.

Tonight, Liang Jing went to a must-go drinking party, drank a few glasses of wine, and called Mo Leng with a little bit of alcohol, and asked the person who secretly left behind her back to pick her up.

But she made many phone calls, but no one answered her phone, which made her worried, but she went to the scene and went home early.

"What's going on with this person, could it be that he met a bad person."

"Bad guy, but he's bad enough, will there be anyone worse than him?"

"Oh my God, could it be that you caught the bad guy who called me all the time?"

While thinking about it, Liang Jing got into the assistant's car and went back to the private villa.

As she entered the room, she called out softly, "Cold! ”

Mo Leng: "......"

At this time, Mo Leng was already asleep, so what was he doing with time and replying to Liang Jing?

"Cold, are you home?"

Junxiu's eyebrows twisted, Liang Jing was anxious, and walked a few steps tightly, but when he entered the living room, he saw the man lying on the sofa snoring slightly.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Mo Leng's snoring was not loud, like the sound of breathing, which made Liang Jing feel instantly relieved when he heard it, so he said reproachfully:

"I must have owed you in my last life, otherwise, I wouldn't have thought about you like this."

"You are really, you don't answer the phone, you are drunk, you are really scared to death!"

Liang Jing complained about Mo Leng and said what was in her heart.

When he approached the man, he knelt on the ground, pulling the hand that was asleep on the sofa and talking to himself.

"Cold, you say, when will you remember me?"

"If you can remember me, you can remember the past when we were together, is it that the eldest brother doesn't have to carry the black pot for you, so that people in their sixties will not marry for the sake of our family."

"Hey, in this life, I owe him, and I owe our brother and sister Li."

She raised her hand to touch the man's angular face, and whispered in his ear:

"You, you really make me love and hate at the same time."

Mo Leng, who was asleep, opened his eyes slightly when he heard the intermittent sound in his ears.

Seeing that Liang Jing didn't care much, when shaking hands again, Liang Jing clenched Liang Jing and said, stood up with the strength of the person supporting her, and said with a smile.

"You're back."

Liang Jing's face turned red, and she said "um," but not for a while.

Because even if something happens between them, this person will completely forget, let alone a hand-pulling action.

Presumably, this man must have thought that I was trying to convince him to get up and go back to sleep, so he said again: "You are drunk." ”

"No, I'm still dizzy." As soon as he sat upright, Mo Leng was at his side, and the woman's indifferent aroma made him a little uncomfortable.

"I'll convince you to go back to the house!" Liang Jing raised her hand, supported Mo Leng on her side, stood up from the sofa, and shook her head helplessly.

"Hmm." Don't want the person next to him to see his strange appearance, he closed his eyes coldly and agreed.

When helping Mo Leng to the bed, Liang Jing grabbed his hand and said softly: "Leng, I miss you." ”