Sweetheart,Come Back!

Alcohol does not irritate him, does not mean it does not harm his body.

Although alcohol can't make him drunk, it can make him miserable.

After drunk, he has headache and nausea, which is not less than that.

He will not refuse to come, cup by cup, not to cater to others, but to torture himself.

Bokun saw heartache, but he couldn't say anything to stop him. He could only watch and feel miserable. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry.

He wants to help Mu Jin Yan block the wine, but he is old, and he won't let him touch it. Other people want to respect his wine, but it is mu Jin Yan who helps him block the wine.

After several hours of social intercourse, Mu Jin Yan almost vomited in the toilet, but after washing his face and coming out of the bathroom, he seemed to have nothing to do with him, except his face was whiter.

However, Bocun noticed that the blood was left when he rubbed his knuckles across the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, you can't drink any more."

"It's OK. We'll have enough to fill in the blanks after drinking this wine tonight."

The contract has been signed and the business is done.

Tonight is the celebration wine.

When Mu Jin said this, he thought of Lin Lin's words.

It's pretty out there.

He would not let her come to these places.

Bo Kun's heart was choked with tears.

In the past, Mu Jin said where she needed to be humble for the money.

After more than ten years of hard work, Mu Jin Yan spent almost all his life to bring down Mu Shichang. He had to break down the wall to pay Paul to maintain the status quo, and to make up for the vacancy again.

It's not easy to wait until the end of the Wine Bureau.

The head of Mu Jin's speech has been cracked.

Sitting in the car, the five bellies and six viscera are burned as if they are no longer their own.

"Young master, are you all right?" Bo Kun looks at the face of Mu Jin's white words like paper, and is terrified.

"It's OK." Evening Jin speech closed her eyes and pressed the discomfort in her stomach.

Bokun is afraid that Mu Jin says something is wrong and urges the driver to drive.

With Mu Jin's temperament, he won't go to the hospital, but anyin is at home. With an Yin watching, he can be more stable.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and the only people left on the street were those who came back at night, which seemed a little lonely.

The car runs smoothly in the traffic flow, the evening Jin speech suddenly opens an eye, "pull over to stop."

The driver thought that the evening Jin speech wants to throw up, hastily pulls over the car to stop steadily.

Evening Jin speech open the door to get off, Bo Kun hurriedly want to follow, evening Jin Yan stopped Bo Kun, "you go back, I walk alone."

"Take a walk?"

Bokun looked around. His eyes were confused. It was far away from Jinsha bend. How to get there?

The evening Jin speech does not explain, the hand carries into the pocket, walked forward.

Night wind into the neck, there is a trace of cool, but also blowing head more painful.

The driver looked back at Bokun and didn't know whether to follow him or not.

Bokun looks at the road ahead of Mu Jinyan. There is an intersection in front of him. It takes about 20 minutes to walk. It's a big.

Lin Lin will graduate soon. At this time, she is no longer in school, but after all, that is where she stayed.

Bokun sighed, "let's go."

Driver: "Mr. mu..."

Bokun couldn't explain, "let's go."

The car slowly from the evening Jin Yan side drive.

Through the window glass, Bokun watched a young man walking in the night wind. His nose was sour and tears came up.

Evil doing.

When will such a day come to an end.

More than 20 minutes of the journey, Mu Jin Yan did not call a car, all the way to walk past.

Wait until the door of the community, the body is only a kind of zijue - headache.