Chapter 390 Practice Boxing at Night

The body reacted faster than his brain, Jun Moyan hurriedly got up and got out of bed, put on his shoes and seemed to leave the room.

Standing outside the door, Jun Moyan was filled with guilt and guilt when recalling what happened just now.

Thinking that he actually kissed Xiaoguai, Jun Moyan wished he could shoot himself twice.

It's true that you talk about sex after drinking.

"Your body is much more honest than your mouth, and your body can't lie."

Shangguan Yu's words echoed in his brain, and Jun Moyan became irritable.

I couldn't calm down even more.

He stepped up and could only leave here quickly.

Went downstairs, walked out of the hall, and stood at the door of the villa, but didn't know where to go.

The wine bottle at the entrance of the villa was still there, and even the air smelled faintly of wine as the evening wind blew.

Jun Moyan stood at the door, his mind was full of images of just kissing Wen Xiaoai.

The more I think about it, the deeper the guilt in my heart.

He waved his fist and punched it on the stone pillar beside him.

Too regretful.

Slight footsteps came, followed by a voice:

"It's late at night, what are you doing? Do you practice boxing?"

Jun Moyan withdrew his fist and turned to look at the drunkard who was walking towards him.

The drunkard stepped forward, looked at the five or six empty wine bottles lying on the steps, bent down to pick up an unopened bottle, opened it, and took a sip.

Then he looked at Jun Moyan: "What are you doing, staying up late at night, drinking so much wine."

Jun Moyan didn't answer his question, so he collected his mind and asked absent-mindedly, "You just came back?"

"Yeah, if I knew you would drink tonight, I wouldn't go out and drink."

The drunkard raised his head and took a few more sips as he spoke.

"..."

The drunkard drank a bottle in a few gulps, bent down to pick up an unopened bottle, thought about it, and finally put it down.

"Drink it slowly, I'm going back to sleep, otherwise Tsing Yi will call again later."

"Wait." Jun Moyan stopped him.

"what?"

"Sit with me for a while." He can't be alone now, as soon as he calms down, he will think of the kiss just now...

"Okay." Seeing that he had something on his mind, the drunkard didn't rush back. He sat down on the steps, picked up a bottle of wine, opened it, and drank.

Jun Moyan sat down beside him.

He thought that if he had more people with him, he wouldn't be thinking about what happened just now, but his mind was still full of the picture of kissing Wen Xiaoai just now.

"Say something."

"What?" The drunkard looked puzzled.

"Anything is fine, singing is fine, as long as it is loud enough."

The drunkard blinked, looked at the abnormal Jun Moyan, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing, something is wrong."

"fine."

"You liar, it's okay, it's the first time I see you like this, it seems like you have done something wrong."

"..."

Seeing that he was silent, the drunkard picked up a bottle of wine and handed it to him: "Two sips?"

"Don't drink."

The drunkard put down the wine, took two sips and said, "Tell me, what's on your mind."

"..." Jun Moyan was silent for a while, hesitant, and finally asked, "What is liking?"

"Ah?" The drunkard was taken aback, almost choking on the wine.

Wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, the drunkard looked at Jun Moyan curiously: "What did you ask me?"

"..."

Seeing that Jun Moyan didn't want to say it a second time, the drunkard smiled: "I just like it... I don't know."

"Do you have someone you like?" Jun Moyan looked sideways at him.

"..." The drunkard was taken aback for a moment, his eyes shifted slightly, and his eyes changed slightly.