Here She Comes,Proud Actress

"I'm wrong, OK? All blame me for being late. Don't cry. Feifei is the best. It's all my fault. " Yun Qianmo carefully comforts Luo Feiqi. Seeing her helpless and aggrieved appearance, she is really in pain to his heart.

Luo Feiqi stopped her tears, but because she had been crying for a long time, she couldn't help but draw. She raised her hand and gently hit Yun Qianmo's arm, "OK, I'll forgive you."

Yunqianmo helplessly and doting smile, not tired of following her by a caress, to help her smooth.

"Come and save me early next time." Luo Feiqi pulled cloud Qian Mo face, Jiao voice way.

"There won't be another time." A cold light flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still gentle.

"I..." Luo Feiqi seems to want to say something, just said a word on the fierce pause, a little strange face.

As soon as Yun Qianmo saw her like this, he was a little flustered, "what's the matter, is it not..." Half way through, Yun Qian Mo's face was blue and white.

Luo Feiqi pauses for a while, suddenly pours to the side, but this bed is too big, Luo Feiqi finally still did not catch up, "wow" a vomit out.

The sour taste of the liquor after digestion spreads in the air. It seems that Yun Qianmo can't bear to close his eyes and open them again. His eyes are calm again.

"I, I I'm sorry Although Luo Feiqi is still drunk, he knows that he has done something wrong. Looking at Yun Qianmo pitifully, his voice has already brought a cry.

Yun Qian Mo took a deep breath, pressed down the helpless heart, touched Luo Feiqi's head and comforted him, "it's OK, I'll clean it up."

The servant must have gone to sleep now. Yun Qianmo doesn't want to call her any more, so he has to do it by himself. He takes Luo Feiqi to one side of the sofa. Yun Qianmo takes out a new set of bedding from the cabinet.

Holding a breath, Yun Qianmo quickly tore off all the bedding on the big bed and threw it in the corner of the house.

It was the first time for Yun Qianmo to make the bed. After fighting with the bedding for 20 minutes, he managed to make it. Although the quilt corner and the bed sheet were crooked, he could still sleep.

Yun Qianmo turned around, Luo Feiqi sat in the corner of the sofa with his hands folded and knees folded. His big eyes blinked at himself. He felt that what was dirty and disordered was nothing.

"Dear, shall we change our clothes and sleep?" Luo Feiqi drunk like a willful child, Yun Qianmo is also willing to pet her.

Luo Feiqi's chicken pecks at the rice like nodding, and the corner of Yun Qianmo's mouth arouses a smile. He takes out his own long sleeve shorts from the wardrobe and hands it to Luo Feiqi.

"This is a coat, and this is a pair of trousers. You can put it on yourself, will you?" Take the clothes to Luo Feiqi one by one. Seeing her nodding, Yun Qianmo closes the door and goes out, leaving the space for Luo Feiqi.

Not long after waiting at the door, Yun Qianmo is worried about whether luofeiqi, who is drunk now, can change his clothes. He hears a sound of heavy objects landing inside, followed by Luo Feiqi's scream.

"Feifei, what's wrong with you?" Yun Qian Mo's heart was tightly pulled up, but no matter how he called, it was always quiet and there was no movement.

His heart sank a little bit. Yun Qianmo could not wait any longer. He pushed the door and entered. However, he stopped suddenly when he saw the scene inside the house.

Luo Feiqi seems to be in the sofa when did not sit steady, fell to the ground, but because of the thick blanket support, coupled with the low height of the sofa, so did not fall hard.

It's just that she threw herself in a drunken state, lying down on the carpet with her head down. Yun Qianmo has just handed her the clothes on her body. But because of exaggeration and posture, her coat and trousers are rolled up.

Although the key parts are not exposed, the scene is still enough to let any man's blood spurt, white and straight with two long legs, slender waist and legs, and skin like a good suede jade.

Yun Qianmo's throat knot rolled up and down. Suddenly, he felt a little thirsty. Luo Feiqi was fluttering to get up from the ground, but he couldn't succeed because his arm couldn't work. Seeing Yun Qianmo come in, he seemed to see his Savior.

"Hurry up, I can't get up. Sobbing, someone on the ground is holding me. Come and help me!"

Suddenly, Yun Qianmo's blood was extinguished by Luo Feiqi's words. He went to pull Luo Feiqi from the ground and held him to the bed.

A burst of pleasant bell rings in the room, and Yun Qianmo is stunned for a moment. This just reflects that it is Luo Feiqi's mobile phone. She turns out her mobile phone from her bag. On the screen, "Yu Qingchang" is jumping happily.

"Feifei, where have you been?! Why don't you come back? Are you drinking? Do you want me to pick you up? You are now... "

As soon as the phone is connected, Yu Qingshang is like a "machine gun". Countless problems pour out in an instant. Seeing that she still has the idea of continuing to clamour, Yun Qianmo interrupts her impatiently."I'm Yun Qianmo. Feifei won't go back tonight."

Yu Qingchang suddenly quieted down. After a few seconds, she regained her voice, "Mr. Yun, OK, Feifei, I'll be relieved if you take care of me, then..."

Luo Feiqi is restless again at this time. His boneless arm is wrapped around Yun Qianmo's shoulder and says in his ear, "I'm so painful. How can you ignore me? Are you not in love with me?"

“……”

Yu Qingshang and Yunqian Murton both fell into silence. Five seconds later, Yu Qingshang quickly said, "general manager Yun, Feifei is OK, I'll hang up first! Goodbye

After hanging up the phone, Yu Qingshang breathed a sigh of relief. She seemed to know something very wonderful. Recalling Luo Feiqi's soft and soft voice, Yu Qingshang could not help admiring her.

It's Feifei. It's a good way to deal with men!

Here, the "struggle" between Luo Feiqi and Yun Qianmo is far from over.

"You talk, why don't you talk? Don't you love me anymore! "

" I knew that you fell in love with her, and you watched the snow, the stars and the moon with her, and talked about the philosophy of life from poetry and ode I didn't look at the snow, the stars and the moon with you, from the poetry to the philosophy of life

Yun Qian Mo's face became more and more black, but Luo Feiqi did not notice at all, still immersed in his own world.

"You say, I don't care. From now on, you can only look at the snow, the stars and the moon with me, and talk about the philosophy of life from poetry and ode!"