Chapter 1790 Slowly Falling in Love with You 39

And this is the first time that Jing Ling drank so much wine. Jing Ling has been holding Wen Momo's waist and buried in her arms. At first, he was honest, but after a while, he arched his head a few times , Wen Momo suddenly felt a little itchy, and subconsciously wanted to push Jing Ling away, but she couldn't bear it, so she could only discuss with Jing Ling in a low voice, "Brother...don't move around."

When Jing Ling heard her words, she really calmed down and just hugged her waist without moving.

Wen Momo carefully stretched out her small hand, touched Jingling's head, and asked softly, "Brother, shall we go back?"

Jingling lay in her arms and let out a short "hmm".

With his permission, Wen Momo carefully helped him up, but Jing Ling was probably really drunk, and when Wen Momo helped him up, Jing Ling wobbled a little and couldn't stand firmly.

Wen Momo managed to help him get up, Jing Ling pressed her little hand again, and fell down, the two of them fell to the ground so unexpectedly, but Jing Ling was drunk, so she subconsciously protected her back Back, hugged her, did not let her fall hurt.

But even so, when Wen Momo was pressed on her by him, she still clearly felt the sinking of her chest. She opened her eyes and looked at Jing Ling who was panting on top of her. Jing Ling's stern and beautiful face was dyed With shallow drunkenness, the purple eyes as deep as stars are slightly squinted, deep and slightly drunk, looking straightly at Wen Momo below him.

As far as he is concerned, he directly sees what his own eyes see.

A very beautiful and cute little face. Her eyeballs are clean, black and clear, and thin beads of sweat stand on the tip of her nose. She seems to be frightened by him. Her lips are small and delicate like cherries. He just Lowering his head slightly, he could smell the sweetness of the girl's body, and if he got closer, he could kiss her small mouth.

What he didn't know was that Wen Momo's dark eyeballs were getting bigger and bigger. She looked at Jing Ling's deep and slightly drunk purple eyes, her thin lips pursed, her Adam's apple rolling, and her slowly drooping lips. Beautiful neckline, so sexy that it takes your breath away...

Even, his slender fingers protecting her back, following his slow and burning breath, slowly moved down along the line of her back, landed on her waist, and gently stroked her.

His thin lips moved down.

Wen Momo panicked and stretched out her small hand to press his warm thin lips, her eyes were wide open, such clear eyes looked at him a little uneasy but stubborn, but she just refused to let Jing Ling kiss him.

Jing Ling's lips pressed against the back of her white and tender hand, and wanted to kiss her, but Wen Momo couldn't stop it with one hand, and stretched out the other small hand to hold her small mouth, and continued to look at Jing Ling stubbornly.

Jing Ling slightly opened her mouth to say a few words on the back of her hand, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing this, Wen Momo nervously withdrew the little hand that was pressing his lips.

Jing Ling seemed to have regained some clarity at last, looking at the person in her arms, no matter where she looked, she was cute and soft, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to... take a bite.

Jingling's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

"Brother... Even if, even if you are sad, why did you accept Miss Song's sachet?" Wen Momo felt extremely wronged when she thought of this.

Although she is stupid, she also knows that no matter what, she can't easily accept the sachet from the opposite sex. She understands the truth, and she doesn't believe that her brother can't understand.

But in fact, the fact is that not only did my brother accept the sachet from someone else, but he didn't give her a single word of explanation... Wen Momo didn't think that the matter was just over when my brother treated her so indifferently last night ...

Maybe my brother wouldn't feel much, but the one who was wronged was Momo herself.

She went to look for her brother full of expectations, just wanting to get a compliment from Brother Jingling, but what she got was the cold treatment and expulsion from her brother who turned a blind eye...

Thinking of this, Wen Momo was wronged to death, how could she let it go so easily.

And... Wen Momo can't help but start to think wildly now, as long as she thinks that Miss Song Fei might have sent a sachet to Brother Jing Ling before she died, Wen Momo only needs to think that Brother Jing Ling might promise her What, Brother Jing Ling will never forget her from now on, and Wen Momo feels extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

How can I kiss Brother Jing Ling without distraction like before...

In Wen Momo's view, a kiss must be considered as a kiss only if two people are purely thinking about each other in their hearts.

If Brother Jingling thinks about other people and other things in his heart, even if Wen Momo really likes Brother Jingling, he would rather not kiss Brother Jingling.

However, when Jingling heard Wen Momo's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he blinked his eyelashes slightly in a daze. He stared quietly at the person below him, and his voice was still very hoarse, "What? Sachet?"

Wen Momo's eyes became even more angry, and she said angrily, "Didn't my brother accept the sachet last night? I saw my brother accidentally drop it on the ground!"

So Jing Ling frowned slightly. He thought for a long time in his drowsy mind, and finally remembered something. He frowned and said, "Ms. Song entrusted me to give it to a friend of hers. She said she didn't have it." If there is a way to go out again, let me pass it on for you.”

Wen Momo stared blankly at Jing Ling, her eyeballs rolled slowly, thinking about Jing Ling's words very slowly, it took a while to figure out what she was talking about, her little face became more and more red, and she opened her eyes slightly Xiaozui whispered, "Really?"

"I'll take you to see that person tomorrow."

His tone was calm and firm, but it made Wen Momo feel guilty. He quickly shook his head, and finally he was willing to take his little hand off his body, but he murmured pettishly: "But my brother was very indifferent last night, obviously... Momo did nothing wrong..."

"It's my fault..." Jing Ling looked down at her, and said in a low voice, feeling very guilty towards Wen Momo, "I shouldn't have left Momo in the cold because I only cared about my patients and my bad mood."

Wen Momo identified him one by one, and was wronged to death: "You are still fierce!"

Jingling held her little fingers, bowed her head and kissed them one by one, her lips were warm and soft, "I was wrong."

When Wen Momo was kissed by his fingers, she blushed to death.

She didn't know why she was so useless when she met Brother Jingling. She had obediently promised her mother that she would stop talking to her brother yesterday, but...

At this moment, the two of them fell to the ground and hugged each other...