Mo Nanze drank three drinks, and his face was stained with a pink color.
His posture was relaxed, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a slight smile hung on his lips.
Yan Sijia leaned into Lu Yinfeng's ear more than once and whispered: "Damn, this is so handsome! You can catch this kind of man!"
Lu Yinfeng looked at Mo Nanze and had to admit that his appearance was flawless and impeccable.
but……
Lu Yinfeng also leaned into Yan Sijia's ear and said, "I don't think we are the same person."
One is an elite lawyer from a powerful and wealthy family, and the other is a clear and stupid ordinary woman.
Lu Yinfeng is very self-aware. She can't even deal with Mo Qianyan, let alone Mo Nanze, who is far above Mo Qianyan.
She smiled bitterly, and Yan Sijia understood instantly.
She has been friends with Lu Yinfeng for more than ten years, and she has known her well for a long time.
She leaned over again and reminded her kindly: "Yinfeng, since you feel that you and Mo Nanze are not the same people, you'd better break up with him earlier. You are living in someone else's house, and sooner or later he will be unable to bear it! "
Lu Yinfeng didn't drink, but his face was redder than the two who drank.
Yan Sijia paused and added, "I'm even more afraid that you'll be trapped and unable to escape!"
Lu Yinfeng knew that Yan Sijia was not alarmist.
After coming out of Moonlight, Mo Nanze staggered a little, and Lu Yinfeng subconsciously took his arm to support him.
Mo Nanze was not polite, almost half of his body was pressed against Lu Yinfeng.
"It's so heavy!" Lu Yinfeng used all his strength to hold Mo Nanze up.
Now, there is another problem before the two of them.
Mo Nanze was drunk and could not drive, and Lu Yinfeng could not drive either.
It's early morning and there's not even a ghost on the road.
Yan Sijia has been picked up by her boyfriend, and Lu Yinfeng's mobile phone is out of battery and cannot make calls, let alone call for a driver...
"Uncle, let me borrow your cell phone!"
Lu Yinfeng helped Mo Nanze to the flower bed and asked him to sit down, and then groped around on him, trying to find his cell phone.
There are no pockets on clothes, and no pockets on trousers.
Lu Yinfeng didn't believe that modern people would go out without their mobile phones.
She continued to touch Mo Nanze's body, wondering if there were any hidden pockets.
Lu Yinfeng's hand touched Mo Nanze's abdominal muscles. It felt good and he couldn't help but press it a few more times.
Just when she wanted to withdraw her hand, Mo Nanze suddenly pressed her hand on his abdomen and raised his eyes with starry eyes.
He said in a low voice: "This is the first time I've been eaten by someone."
Lu Yinfeng raised his head and saw the drunken look on Mo Nanze's face, and his heart skipped a beat.
She lowered her head in panic and explained: "Uncle, I... I want to borrow your mobile phone..."
Mo Nanze didn't seem to be sober, and the desire in his eyes became infinite under the catalysis of alcohol.
He grabbed Lu Yinfeng's wrist and pulled hard, and Lu Yinfeng was caught off guard and fell into his arms.
Mo Nanze fell down and lay on the lawn of the flower bed.
The night was thick, and under the shining white moonlight, Mo Nanze could clearly see Lu Yinfeng's face was very red, his lips were slightly open, and they were soft and crystal clear.
I really want to kiss you.
Lu Yinfeng was stunned and his mind went blank.
Her face was so close to his that she could kiss him just by lowering her head a little.
Lu Yinfeng instinctively wanted to struggle, but her body was unable to do so.
She was very soft, and finally she lost all her strength and pressed against Mo Nanze's chest.
She tilted her head and pressed her cheek against Mo Nanze's mouth, as if kissing her cheek.
"Uncle..." She murmured tremblingly.
This sound has a significant aphrodisiac effect on Mo Nanze.
Mo Nanze hugged Lu Yinfeng and sat up. Lu Yinfeng almost sat on Mo Nanze's lap, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.
A little scared, but didn't dare to let go at all.
Lu Yinfeng suddenly felt that the wine she drank many days ago still made her drunk tonight.
Mo Nanze lowered his head and kissed her.
A strong but not pungent smell of alcohol invaded Lu Yinfeng's nostrils. She became even more intoxicated and closed her eyes.
Mo Nanze let go like a dragonfly tapping water.
"Ahem." He coughed twice and raised his hand to wipe his mouth.
Mo Nanze didn't want to use drunkenness as an excuse. This time he couldn't restrain himself.
He looked at Lu Yinfeng, preparing to meet her anger.
Lu Yinfeng didn't expect it to end so soon. He touched his lips, feeling a little unfinished.
The scene of the two kissing each other vaguely appeared in her mind.
Why was it possible last time but not this time?
Thinking of this, Lu Yinfeng hooked Mo Nanze's neck, raised his head, and kissed him.
This time, it was Mo Nanze's turn to be stunned. He was like a young boy in love, clumsily responding to this passionate and lingering kiss.
At this moment, the world stopped.
After a long time, Mo Nanze gently pushed Lu Yinfeng away. Looking at her face that was rosy with emotion, he leaned towards her ear with some trembling and asked, "Is it still the same hotel as last time?"
He naturally thought that Lu Yinfeng had agreed to kiss her on his own initiative.
Lu Yinfeng lost his previous bravery, shook his head timidly, and asked: "Uncle...if I said that I was possessed by a ghost just now, would you believe it?"
That ghost just wanted to kiss.
The lust in Mo Nanze's eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by his usual cold eyes.
He pinched Lu Yinfeng's chin, frowned and said harshly: "Lu Yinfeng, I have never seen such a cruel woman like you!"
Lu Yinfeng was also frightened by Mo Nanze's stern attitude, and his body trembled with fear.
"Uncle...I...I..." she explained stutteringly, "I just...just..."
"Just what? Just purely using me as a tool to retaliate against Mo Qianyan, without any personal feelings involved?" Mo Nanze's voice was extremely calm.
His noble self-esteem would not allow him to get angry.
Lu Yinfeng lowered his head in regret and asked, "Shouldn't it be..."
Mo Nanze's eyes gradually dimmed and became unpredictable.
He pushed Lu Yinfeng away and stood up. He didn't have the half-drunk attitude just now, and was very calm and sober.
"I hope you understand what you are talking about." Mo Nanze said calmly.
From his tone and expression, Lu Yinfeng could not detect any of his emotions.
She nodded deeply, "Uncle, I...of course I know."
As she said to Yan Sijia, she and Mo Nanze were not the same people at all.
Just as she and Mo Qianyan were not the same person.
In the past, Lu Yinfeng was young and reckless, thinking that love could dissolve all barriers.
After suffering a loss once, Lu Yinfeng would never think that way again.
The twisted melon is not only not sweet, but also difficult to swallow.
Mo Nanze's breath was stagnant, and his heart stung like needles.
Lu Yinfeng, you still have a way of hurting people.
Mo Nanze sneered, and the sight of Lu Yinfeng in front of him became increasingly blurry.
He raised his head, not wanting Lu Yinfeng to see the tears in his eyes.
"Uncle, since you've sobered up, let's go back..."
