"I only trust my eyes."

Jun Mohan's words vetoed Wutong's argument, he glanced at her coldly, and said to Leng Si: "Take her down and greet her well, sober her up."

"I'm not drunk, I need it." Wutong said with a wry smile.

"No one dares to question my words."

After finishing speaking, Wu Tong saw the paralyzed Leng Si walking towards him, immediately changed his face, and shouted at An Xiaoxiao, who was still playing with the drunken madness: "Xiaoxiao, save me, save me."

"Tongtong, come here, Feifei."

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's words, Wu Tong felt a crow fly over her head, she still didn't know if she could live until tomorrow, flying wool.

Jun Mohan's gaze pierced Wutong's heart like a sword, and it would be better to follow Leng Si instead of staying here to accept his torture.

Thinking of this, Wutong said to Leng Si angrily: "If you don't leave, you won't be afraid that someone will eat you."

Looking at the retreating figure, Leng Si frowned and followed.

An Xiaoxiao saw Wutong leaving in a daze, and hurriedly said: "Tongtong, come back, we won't return until we're drunk."

Jun Mohan bent down, hugged An Xiaoxiao, and whispered, "Let's go home."

"go home."

When An Xiaoxiao heard these two words, her red face wrinkled into a ball, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, she struggled and said, "I don't want to go home, I don't want to."

"Why don't you go home?"

Jun Mohan's hands restrained An Xiaoxiao's body, for fear that she would fall and hurt herself.

Crystal tears rolled in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, she choked up and said: "I have no home, my mother will abandon me and forcefully marry me to someone else."

In the middle of speaking, a lot of tears rolled down, An Xiaoxiao hugged her body in pain, and murmured: "He also wants to keep me."

"Who is he?"

Jun Mohan endured his rage, and gradually figured out the truth from An Xiaoxiao's words. When he thought that she still had other men in her heart, he wished to destroy everything.

An Xiaoxiao smiled, with a trace of sadness on her exquisite face, "He, he is a villain, arrogant, since he likes others, why did he provoke me?"

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's intermittent words, Jun Mohan became anxious, held her hand, increased his strength, and asked through gritted teeth: "Which bastard made you sad, I'll tear him apart."

"Hehe, Tongtong also said that he was going to be cut into pieces, but I couldn't bear it. Am I stupid?"

An Xiaoxiao was talking to herself, her tears were like broken beads, Jun Mohan never imagined that she would hear the words "reluctant" from her mouth, jealousy filled his heart and occupied him Sensible, kissed her lips hard.

Drunk An Xiaoxiao felt a burst of suffocation, waved her hands in the air, and made a "woo woo" sound from her mouth. Jun Mohan made her speechless so directly, thinking that there might have been someone who kissed An An like him before. At that time, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty.

Jun Mohan made An Xiaoxiao powerless to fight, and finally passed out. Seeing her like this, Jun Mohan gave a wry smile, and carried her back home.

An Xiaoxiao slept soundly like a child, but there was a hint of sadness between her brows, crystal tears fell down the corners of her eyes, and dripped onto the pillow, staining it all over.

Jun Mohan came out of the bathroom, and when he saw this scene, he clenched his hand holding the towel tightly, and a trace of sadness flashed quickly in his eyes.

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