Seize My Boyfriend - B10 (17)

Mo Zhiyang pressed Rong Yichen several times again, but he still only dialed out and hung up without waiting for the ring to ring, leaving a record of the call.

After confirming that there is no problem, he called Guozi, “Hey Guozi, shall we go to the bar? If you don’t come with me, I will go by myself!” The voice was deliberately crying

.

The fruit over there was not right, and he was afraid that something would happen to him, “That’s fine, you wait for me at the original hotel, don’t go by yourself, I’ll go there right away.” Mo Zhiyang who hung up the phone sighed, “Are you comfortable now

? ”

“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, thank you host dad.” The system returned to normal, for it: my bed can be empty, but the CP’s bed I knocked on must have a level 10 vibration.

Mo Zhiyang didn’t care either, the system has been with him for so long, and they are tolerant of each other’s petty temper, “Your sexuality is really strange.” “The system follows the

host, and the son follows the father. If you are surprised, I will be surprised. “The system put another pot on the host’s head.

The system is satisfied, now let’s see what the host will do.

Guozi rushed to the hotel, and saw Ayang standing at the intersection in the night wearing a thin off-white T-shirt, his frail body could fall down in the wind.

After driving the car over, Guozi greeted someone quickly, “Why are you wearing so little clothes? And why are you getting so many falls on your body?” The

marks were definitely not made on the bed. Ah Yang is in trouble? But with Mr. Rong here, what kind of trouble can he encounter?

Mo Zhiyang rubbed his arms, and got into the car slowly, “I… forgot to take my clothes.” ”

You, you, you only care about others, not yourself.” Guozi took out a shirt from the back seat, Handed it to him, “Put it on quickly, why do you have so many injuries?”

“There was a scene where there was going to be a car accident, and I didn’t perform well, so I wasted a lot of time.” Mo Zhiyang replied in a hoarse voice, obediently put the shirt on dress well.

Guozi didn’t think about anything else, and started the car to comfort him, “You, don’t think so much, it’s always like this when filming, I’ll take you to buy medicine later.” The two went to the pharmacy first to buy medicine

. There are food and drink, and then take people to the bar.

This time, Guozi was afraid of accidents, so she didn’t go to play, and just watched him, watching him drink RIO cup by cup. The alcohol content of that thing is not high, but drinking too much doesn’t make you feel good.

“Ayang, can I order you a glass of juice?” Guozi asked softly.

Mo Zhiyang’s eyes were a little blurred, “Fruit? Juice?” He muttered to himself.

“Good guy, can you get drunk after drinking RIO?” Guo Zi saw it, this is not good, what if something happened like last time? have to go back.

At this time, the bartender brought a glass of red wine, “Hello, sir, here is the wine that the gentleman over there gave you.” As he spoke, he put down the red wine and left an address by the way.

Guozi looked over there, good guy, he is a handsome man in a suit, exuding the air of an elite, the key is that his nose is straight, it must be big.

He sighed again: Why can’t I meet such a superb attack?

In a blink of an eye, Mo Zhiyang picked up the red wine and planned to do it.

“Hey, hey, hey! Ayang, don’t be impulsive!” Fortunately, Guo Guo saw it in time and snatched his wine glass, drank half of the red wine, and spilled half of it.

It made Mo Zhiyang’s body covered in red wine stains, making him very embarrassed.

“Oh my God.” Guozi was crying, and quickly helped him into the bathroom to wash, “Ayang, you wait in the bathroom first, I will pay the bill right away, and then I will pick you up.” Came from inside the

cubicle A belch is the answer.

Guozi heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried out to check out. When she came back, she found the compartment door was wide open, “Damn it, what about an artist my age? Was it taken away by the toilet?”

Taking advantage of this gap, Mo Zhiyang ran out from the back door, smelling of alcohol, and stopped the taxi casually.

“Where are you going, sir?” The driver often solicits customers here, and he is no stranger to such drunk customers, as long as he doesn’t throw up.

“Go, go…” Mo Zhiyang’s eyes were out of focus, and his consciousness was not very clear. He took out a crumpled note from his pocket and handed it to the driver, “Go here…” The driver liked

it This kind of guest who came prepared looked at the address. The guy was still in the villa area. After giving him the note again, he drove to his destination.

When the car arrived, Mo Zhiyang staggered out of the car, stood at the door with clear eyes, messed up his hairstyle casually, and blinked.

The system knows: Best actor, it’s time to start!

Rong Yichen had always been a light sleeper, and the sound of the doorbell was enough to wake him up. Originally, he was in a bad mood these days, and the doorbell kept ringing.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, opened the drawer and took out a pistol, wanting to see which one was not afraid of death.

As soon as the door opened, Rong Yichen pointed his gun at the person who rang the doorbell. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he heard the person softly shout, “Mr. Rong.” This sound made Rong Yichen startled

, Putting away the gun and bending down, it was only through the moonlight that I could see clearly who was coming, “Why is it you?” The smell of alcohol came over my face.

“Mr. Rong.” Mo Zhiyang had already lost his strength, and slowly slipped off the wall and fell to the ground.

Rong Yichen pursed his lips, very unhappy, “What are you doing here?” After all, there was no response for five days.

Hearing the sound, Mo Zhiyang raised his eyelids in a daze and tried to see who was standing there, his eyes were blurred, and he said drunkenly, “I want to find Mr. Rong, find Mr. Rong.” “You shouldn’t be looking for

Chen Juri?” When she asked this question, Rong Yichen was stunned, what is this?

Hearing this sentence, the drunk people on the ground started to get scared, sobbing and crying, “No, no Chen Juri, Mr. Rong, I want Mr. Rong.” Looking at the

people on the ground struggling desperately to stand up, Rong Yichen smiled slightly. Bu Wen sighed, bent down and picked him up horizontally, and went back to the house, at least he couldn’t let him catch the cold outside like this.

As soon as he was hugged by someone, Mo Zhiyang seemed to know how to rely on him, he hugged him tightly like an octopus, and begged him crying, “Can you take me to find Mr. Rong, I miss him so much.”

Voice Started to choke.

“Why didn’t you go find him yourself?” Rong Yichen wanted to put him on the sofa, but he refused to come down no matter what. He was so angry that he had no choice but to hug him and sit on the sofa.

Mo Zhiyang wrapped his arms tightly around his neck, and sat on his lap like this, “I’m afraid I’ll disturb him, he’s very busy.” He kept muttering: so busy.

The smell of alcohol on his body was really bad, Rong Yichen wanted to put him down, but he hugged him too tightly.

“Hi~” Mo Zhiyang was drunk and confused, hugged him and refused to let go, “I’ll tell you a secret.” Tilting his head, he leaned on his shoulder, put his mouth right on his earlobe, and whispered, “I am reborn, and I also liked Mr. Rong in the last life.”

“What?”

Rong Yichen was startled, “What rebirth?”

“I like Mr. Rong so much, I really like it!” Mo Zhiyang suddenly let go He began to rummage all over his body, and finally took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

“Call Mr. Rong, Mr. Rong.” In the end, I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol, or what, hiccupped and fell back on him, “I love Mr. Rong so much, just like the sun loves the stars.

” He started talking nonsense, and Rong Yichen rarely asked in a gentle voice, “How do you know that the sun loves the stars?” ”

Because I am the sun…”

Mo Zhiyang died of drunkenness after barely responding to this sentence, and even the phone He also threw his hand out and hit the soft white wool blanket.

Rong Yichen hugged him, bent slightly to pick up the phone, the phone was as easy to understand as the boy in his arms, it didn’t even have a password, and opened the phone bar.

He frowned, and slid down several times from the beginning to the end, all of which were his phone records, from the night he left to today.

But I didn’t receive a notification, so I probably hung up the phone without ringing.

I opened the text message casually, and found that there was an unsent sentence in the input field: Mr. Rong, when are you coming back? In an instant, he gripped his phone tightly.

Mo Zhiyang leaned on his shoulder, took a peek, noticed his movements, and raised his eyebrows: Dog system, do you want me to teach you how to be a man?

“Host father, I can do it! I can do it!” Great, the system was moved to tears when cp returned to good.

The explosion of acting skills requires physical strength. After the performance, Mo Zhiyang was sleepy, and Da Lala nestled in his arms to rest and fell asleep.

Rong Yichen carefully carried him back to the bed to rest, he was in such a mess, with red wine stains all over his body and messy hair, but he couldn’t hold back his liking.

He leaned over and kissed her softly, then hugged her tightly in his arms.

When he opened his eyes and saw a Naozi, he was startled and hid back.

“What are you doing?” Rong Yichen was woken up, his voice was low and hoarse, very sexy.

Mo Zhiyang was so frightened that his eyes were red, he kept hiding, and waited until the bedside to avoid the inevitable situation before he stopped, “Mr. Rong, I’m sorry…I, I’m sorry!” I really don’t know how to explain,

Mo Zhiyang got up and knelt down on the bed, apologizing to him.

“Sorry for what?” Rong Yichen sat up on his back, rubbing his hair, his slightly narrowed phoenix eyes were very imposing.

Kneeling on the spot at a loss, Mo Zhiyang held back his tears, “I… I don’t know what happened to show up here, I’m sorry for causing you trouble!” It seems that he forgets

things when he gets drunk.

“What’s going on?” Rong Yichen pursed his lower lips, intentionally scaring him, “You were drunk yesterday, you rang the doorbell desperately to wake me up, and caught my drunken madness, forgot?” Upon hearing this, Mo

Zhiyang His whole face turned pale after a brush, and he looked at him in disbelief, his deer-like eyes widened, “I… how could I do such a stupid thing, I’m sorry Mr. Rong, I just!” “I just want

to Me?” Rong Yichen answered.

Mo Zhiyang’s pale face blushed again after being stabbed in his mind, he lowered his head to reveal only his slender neck and red earlobes, and dared not speak.

Appreciating his complexion, which turned from white to red, as wonderful as a palette, “Why didn’t you talk? Huh?” Clamped his chin and forced him to raise his head.

“Mr. Rong, did I say anything strange after I was drunk?” Mo Zhiyang couldn’t break free, so he could only ask cautiously.

“Um?”