The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

"Xia Xingchen, you might regret it when you wake up tomorrow."

Jiang Mo frowned slightly, looking at his filthy front with disgust.

Xia Xingchen smiled arrogantly: "I'm sober now, I just vomited on purpose."

After finishing speaking, he simply sat on the ground drunkenly, looking forward a little slowly.

Jiang Mo said coldly: "Don't sit next to my wheel, touch porcelain?"

"Stingy." Xia Xingchen stood up slowly, his stomach was full again, and he vomited towards Jiang Mo's car door.

After vomiting, he covered his eyes with his hands, and secretly looked at Jiang Mo through a gap.

"Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, you bully me so much, what if I spit out your car?"

Jiang Mo's eyes were dark: "Why did I bully you?"

"Are you still willing to speak?"

Speaking of this, Xia Xingchen gradually felt sad in his heart.

"You clearly know that I'm short of money, but you deliberately stopped my notifications. Isn't this driving me to a dead end?"

The drunk Xia Xingchen dared to say anything. The first time he confessed his love to Jiang Mo was when he was drunk and blocked Jiang Mo at the door, kissing him forcefully to express his affection.

Jiang Mo raised his hand and glanced at his watch, his eyes were cold: "You and Lan Jinchen have such a good relationship, why don't you ask him for help when you have difficulties?"

Xia Xingchen was a little unsteady, leaned against Jiang Mo's car and shouted, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Jiang Mo stepped forward step by step, scaring Xia Xingchen back.

"boom!"

The car door was opened, Jiang Mo glanced at Xia Xingchen, "Please stay away from my car, I want to go home."

"Hmph." Xia Xingchen squinted her beautiful eyes, sitting miserable on the side of the road, like an abandoned child, looking around helplessly.

After Jiang Mo got in the car, he started the car and quietly looked at Xia Xingchen who was getting further and further away from him in the rearview mirror.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, there should be no bad guys.

At this time, Xia Xingchen's mind was in a daze, his reactions were a little slow, his hands were a little out of control, and it was a bit difficult to even open Didi Taxi.

"I won't be alcoholic."

The pain in his stomach gradually rose, and Xia Xingchen half-lyed on the steps, sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a sports car full of filth drove up.

Jiang Mo slid down the car window: "Get in the car."

"Where are you going?" Xia Xingchen groaned and stood up, his messy hair draped over his forehead, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Mo simply spit out two words: "My home."

After getting in the car, Xia Xingchen fastened his seat belt, put his hands on his lap, and looked straight ahead like a kindergarten child.

Jiang Mo glanced at him: "How many bottles have you drunk to get this drunk?"

"I'm not drunk." Xia Xingchen retorted softly, pulling on the seat belt with two fingers.

"What happened to your house?"

Finally, Jiang Mo still asked.

Xia Xingchen said slowly: "Your grandfather is sick, and the surgery and nursing expenses are not a small expense."

Jiang Mo said helplessly, "It's your grandfather."

"Oh yes, it's my grandfather."

In fact, Jiang Mo still has a lot of questions he wants to ask Xia Xingchen, such as how the family conditions became like this, why Xia Xingchen was dropped out of school, for example... Did he really break up with him because he fell in love with Lan Jinchen?

At this time, the co-pilot had already closed his eyes and was drowsy.

Jiang Mo's home lives in the center of the urban area. The 500-square-meter flat floor is his temporary foothold.

Since I just returned to China, the house has been deserted and empty.

The car was driving along the quiet path, at this moment, Xia Xingchen suddenly said a word.

"Jiang Mo...can you give me a way out?"

Jiang Mo's eyes trembled, and he turned to look at Xia Xingchen who was continuing to talk in his sleep.

The colorful light and shadow on the street lamp reflected on Jiang Mo's face, his eyes were complicated, and he smiled wryly:

Xia Xingchen, when you broke up with me, did you ever think about leaving a way for me to survive?

It was you who provoked me first, and it was you who abandoned me.

Jiang Mo still remembers the details of their breakup that day.

It rained heavily that day, and it was the first time Jiang Mo cried.

Fortunately, because of the heavy rain, Jiang Mo saved the last bit of decency.

After arriving home, Jiang Mo supported Xia Xingchen to lie on the sofa, and threatened: "If you dare to spit on the sofa, you will be gone."

"Okay." Xia Xingchen sat up a little restlessly, and began to look at Jiang Mo's high-end apartment unsteadily.

The curtains were pulled up automatically, the fresh air system in the room was turned on, and Jiang Mo walked over in a loose pajamas casually.

"This is your activity area today, and you are not allowed to go anywhere else."

After finishing speaking, Xia Xingchen had already raised his legs and ran away, looking at everything here curiously.

"You actually have such a big coffee area at home."

Looking at the rows of coffee-making equipment imported from abroad, he exclaimed, "Could it be possible to open a coffee shop?"

Jiang Mo walked over coldly, reached out and grabbed Xia Xingchen by the back collar, and dragged him halfway to the sofa in the living room.

"I said, you can't go anywhere except here."

Xia Xingchen asked slowly: "Can I go to the bathroom? If not, I can only make it convenient here."

"Yes!" Jiang Mo frowned tightly, threw a blanket to Xia Xingchen, and walked into the bathroom of the master bedroom.

Xia Xingchen rested his chin on the back of the sofa and looked around the room.Looking at the tens of thousands of furniture and electrical appliances, he sighed:

"It's really rich."

After Jiang Mo came out of the shower, Xia Xingchen was already asleep on the sofa.

Still the same as when I was a child, I feel very insecure when I sleep, and I often curl up into a ball, with my hands folded on my chest.

Jiang Mo pressed the center of his eyebrows, lit a cigarette and came to the balcony feeling a little complicated.

He felt that he might be crazy tonight, why did he suddenly pick Xia Xingchen home.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted towards Xia Xingchen.

The next morning, Xia Xingchen woke up to the smell of breakfast.

The consequence of a hangover is that the head hurts like it's about to burst.

Looking away, Jiang Mo was eating breakfast at the dining table.

On the simple white shirt, the collar sleeves were opened a few, revealing the sexy collarbone.

On the thin lips was the usual cold and distant expression.

Jiang Mo crossed his legs and was listening to the English Financial Daily on his mobile phone.

Xia Xingchen lay down suddenly, feeling mmp in his heart.

Fuck!Why did I suddenly come to Jiang Mo's house?

His face was tangled, and the faint pain from his buttocks made him tremble.

"Could it be that Jiang Mo hit me hard last night, Overlord?"

Xia Xingchen looked disheveled, feeling sorry for himself, this good cabbage, who was suddenly slapped by a pig.

On the other hand, Jiang Mo at the dining table looked unhappy.

Last night, Xia Xingchen felt like he had a grudge against the sofa, rolling down over and over again, but he fell asleep like a piggy again, unable to wake up no matter what.

Helpless, Jiang Mo didn't sleep for a few hours last night.