When he played an alcoholic hiccup, he suddenly looked at the person in front of him very seriously: “Who are you?”The southern city?Or is it a moustache?I don’t know who you are, who am I?I've been a problem, from the beginning to the present.

With that, she poured the beer in her hand again, and Mu Yunting tried to stop it too late.

This time, I was really drunk.

Mu Yunting really had some headaches, he just wanted to make the hour happy, but he did not expect the small idea to drink himself like this.

“Small thought?”He called several times, and the hour was unresponsive.

Finally, he was almost helpless, picked up the small thought so towards the outside of the villa, looking at each other's ambiguous and joking eyes, Mu Yunting did not look at him politely white, and then put the hour to the car.

Mu Yunting adjusted the car seat, and when the small thought was so drowsy, it was so hung in the chair to sleep very deep.

The car slowly re-opened in the direction of the hotel.

When the car was about to leave the mountain road and re-open to the city, he suddenly said, "I don't want to go back."The tone was like a comatose person, sounding unusually awake.

But this kind of sobriety, and only for a moment, when Mu Yun passed back to God, the hour thought had already been unconscious again.

For the first time he cried and looked at the little thought.

"The hotel is so disgusting, like a prison, it can't be moved inside."There were reporters out there waiting to swallow me up.No one is waiting for my scandal, waiting for me to appear, to be burned with vinegar."

Then the little thought suddenly spoke again, intermittently, Mu Yunting's hand stopped, but did not stop him.

"I can't even go back to seeing my daughter when I'm sick, I'm a mother, but I've always failed... Oh, maybe, I'm wrong when I come back."

...

The mood of the hour was a little depressed, the wind blew in through the window, let her drink dispersed, and gradually became a little awake.

Perhaps because of drinking wine, the hour looks sober, and the seat has been adjusted to a normal position.

I don't know when, Mu Yunting's car has stopped, so in the roadside, quietly listening to the small talk of the hour, grasping the big hand of the steering wheel, I don't know when has taken the hand of the hour.

He didn’t struggle, just looked at his hand and suddenly smiled: “You asked me, if I met you first, would I love you?”

Because of the words of the hour, the heart rate suddenly accelerated, and she took her hand inexplicably tightened up, that kind of force, the hour of the small thought can be obvious.

“Are you nervous?”The face of the hour is because of the drink of wine, some of the rosy, but more demagoguery.

The slender fingers, drawn from the big palm of Mu Yunding, loved his face, the slightly squinting eyes, so looking at this person, the eyes also faintly appeared confused.

“Sometimes I can’t really tell you and the city.You are not a type of person.But every time I see you, I always feel that I see Gunan City, it is a familiar but fearful feeling.

The small thought said very lightly, the slender and boneless little hand so attached to the clouds, and the eyes became confused again.

Such words aroused the mood of Mu Yunding in an instant.

With a feeling of depression, he suddenly overbearing and strong kissed the hour, less warm and courteous, and became barbaric and rude.

The faint tobacco incense swept, and the strong hand clasped the waist of the hour, and pressed her down.

The narrow space in the car, which appears to be enthusiastic temperature, gradually climbed, gradually let the early spring wet and cold are scattered, surrounded by fiery groups.

Even the white skin began to seep out of thin sweat, and after a while, it became sweaty.

Under the influence of alcohol, the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Mu Yunling did not give the opportunity to resist and talk, almost pressed her so much, an inch of kiss, the breath of the face, a burst of roll to the tip of the nose, instantly hot.

“Mum...” The hour was hard to push away Mu Yunding, just called, “I...”

The eyes of Mu Yunding became more and more sinking, so directly kissed up, a long kiss, thoroughly emptied the air of the hour's throbbing of the chest.

The feeling of pain in her throat swept through every nerve around her.

It is impossible to say that rejection, but it is not so willing, but really face the clouds, the light of the hour is subconsciously scattered.

The paralysis of alcohol leaves too many things out of control.

“Little thought...” Mu Yun said with a big breath, “Come with me.”

The same is the same as before, but with more strength and overbearing: "I will not let the things of Gunan City repeat, I am not Gunan City, I will take care of you for a lifetime."

The black eyes are all pure, there is no trace of the magazine, sweat follows his angular lines, so slides into the spring of the hour.

Between the two of them, the clothes of the two men have been messy, ambiguous traces, everywhere.

"Guan Nancheng ..." he repeated the name of Gu Nancheng low, her eyes blurred, she could not tell whether it was sweat or tears, "You have said this to me before."

The eyes of the cloud are more heavy, and the hand is down.

All things, a hair-trigger, only the thin layer of fabric in the middle of the block.

The fingers of the bone are clearly marked, and the eyes are firmly watching the hour.The mood of the hour becomes more and more chaotic, but in the chaos gradually clears up.

Suddenly, the urgent phone ringing sounded, instantly breaking such ambiguity.

The hour quickly pushed away Mu Yunting, Mu Yunting was embarrassed to be stuck in the car chair, unable to move.

“I...” Her red lips moved.

The rest of the words, when the small idea did not come and say the exit, it has been blocked by Mu Yunding's index finger, the sound with a slight respite, but unexpectedly very calm: "to answer the phone."It's a family phone."

For a moment, the hour was sober, but always looked at Mu Yunding's eyes with some inexplicable apologies.

Mu Yunting did not speak, quietly opened the appropriate distance, because of the narrow space in the car, the two people are still close to the close stick, Mu Yunding's big hand is so across the edge of the small thought, did not take the initiative to open, just quietly watched her answer the phone.

“Mother.”After a while, he calmed down and called Gu Nan night.

It is a kind of subconsciousness, the sensitivity of Gu Nan night, and the small thought can not be clear.After all, it is her mother, and one of her winds and grass, Gu Nan can know clearly at night.

She naturally did not want to hear any of the end of the night.

“Little thought, where are you?”Gu Nanming's voice was unexpectedly coffending, "You hurry to the hospital."Something is wrong with the situation.”

“What do you say?”The little thought was wrong, “Isn’t it a fever?”Why would such a situation occur?”

"We don't know either."Gu Nan night's voice is almost crying out, "little sweetheart has been high fever, feeding medicine does not work, the bottle, but only part of the retreat, such a situation, coupled with the original condition of the little sweetheart, is certainly extremely unfavorable."

"Don't worry, I'll be right away."The hour is trying to calm down and calm down Gu Nanming.

She could hear the slightly heavy voices of doctors and nurses walking back and forth in Gunan’s evening, and no matter what word she said was sudden and heart-tightening.

Gu Nan was like ant on a hot pot: "Didn't you say before that, after the little sweetheart changed the heart, it will be all right?"Can you wait two to three years for even the brain?”

"Mommy, you wait for me in the hospital, help me look at Grandpa, don't let Grandpa get excited, I'll be there soon."The hour does not continue to revolve around the issue of origin.

"All right."Gunan sighed late.

The hour was small to hang up the phone, and the pale face was obvious.

Mu Yunting also listened to a seven-eighty-eight: “Is your daughter sick?”He's back in the driver's seat, "In which hospital, I'll take you over."

“Ruijin.”The hour is not trutable.

“Hmm.”Mu Yunlin responded, and the car quickly turned the car around and headed in the direction of Ruijin.

During this period, Mu Yunting did not say a word again, and did not even blame the outdated idea to recognize himself as Gunan City, but focused on driving.

Now Mu Yunting, less rigorous and suit leather, hair slightly appears messy, thick hair casual and unruly.

The clasp of the shirt was two, the sleeve was armed to the elbow, exposed to the skin in the air, and the ambiguous traces of the fire just now could be seen.

The face of the hour, red, and then very quiet sitting in the co-pilot's seat, not silent.

The eyes looked unnaturally at the night scene outside the window, and the elbows were so propped on the window that the cold wind came in, blowing away the slightly hot breath in the car.

Suddenly, the hand of the cloud crossed the driver's seat, took the hand of the hour, a backhand, and instantly became a ten-pointed act.

However, the cloud did not speak, nor did it give the hour when there was any chance of breaking free.

When the small thought was fainted, the subconscious hand followed the curled up, which was an unconscious resistance.

However, Mu Yunxiao turned a blind eye, but asked very lightly: "What is the situation of your daughter, easy to tell me?"Just now the phone was very noisy, I can't hear, I can't hear, I just heard heart disease, brain tumor or something."

The hour saw that Mu Yunting mentioned the matter of Gu Xincai, very silent, and the small hands wrapped in the big palm were trembling unconsciously.

"You say, I'll listen."Mu Yun asked again very lightly.

The hour was quiet for a long time, and it was very calm to say the things of Gu Xinli, Mu Yun mingled his eyebrows, and listened carefully.