Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

Along the way, all the servants and bodyguards saw this and silently lowered their heads.

Mo Jiangye didn't let her go until she reached the lobby!

"Huh~" Ye Erruo breathed heavily. He had drank and smelled of alcohol.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Why did you lock me up?" Ye Erruo asked unwillingly.

Mo Jiangye pursed his lips and lowered his head to cover her red lips again. Ye Erruo turned her head and hid aside.

"..."

"Young madam, the young master hasn't eaten for a day." Bo Yu reminded him as he drifted in from behind.

"He hasn't eaten all day? What has he been doing? Has he been at home all day?" Ye Erruo asked, staring closely at Bo Yu behind him.

Just as he was about to speak, Mo Jiangye's warning eyes glanced over, and his heart trembled as he said, "Young Master has been busy all day, socializing all day, and hasn't eaten a grain of rice. Young Master has gastritis, and the doctor said he can't eat three meals a day." Young Master, you have to eat on time, but...hey!"

Ye Erruo glanced at Mo Jiangye doubtfully, socializing? Can she be locked up just for socializing? So what does it mean to torment her to death before socializing?

Both the master and the servant have problems!

At this moment, Mo Jiangye sniffed her hair and kept pushing it to the side of her neck. He held her tightly with both hands, clinging to her like a spoiled child. His cheeks were slightly red and his breath smelled of alcohol. .

"Go and prepare dinner." Ye Erruo pushed his head.

"Okay~" Bo Yu led all the servants out.

Mo Jiangye hugged her and sat on the sofa, held her soft hand, put it against his face and rubbed it affectionately.

Whenever he showed his childish side in front of her, she couldn't help but feel soft.

He hugged her, squeezed her hands from time to time, rubbed her face, and kissed her hair, nose, and eyes from time to time. No matter what Ye Erruo asked him, he seemed not to hear it.

"Mo Jiangye!!!" Ye Erruo sat astride his arms, grabbed his hands and pinned them on the back of the sofa and glared at him.

He looked down at her without saying a word.

"Let me ask you, why do you still drink when you have stomach problems? Why don't you eat?"

After a long while, he uttered these two words: "My heart hurts."

Ye Erruo was startled: "Feeling distressed? Not only do you have a problem with your stomach, but you also have a problem with your heart?"

"Um."

He grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Rub it," as if he was drunk.

"..." She doesn't want to meet a "drunkard"!

"Sleepy~" He wanted to get up and put his head on her shoulder to sleep, but Ye Erruo pushed him hard and pinned him to the sofa and prevented him from moving.

"No sleeping! Don't sleep until after dinner."

"dumpling."

"I'll give it to you tomorrow."

He looked at her faintly, and his wet eyes made Ye Erruo mistakenly think that he was pitiful and aggrieved for a moment.

Soon, the servant brought the dinner in. At the dining table, Mo Jiangye held her in his arms, his head on her shoulder, and his arms around her waist, staring at the food on the table in a daze.

"Aren't you sleepy? Eat quickly, we will go to bed after eating." Ye Erruo took a spoonful of rice porridge, tested the temperature, and put it to his lips.

But he turned his head to the side.

"If you don't eat, you can eat frozen dumplings tomorrow." She threatened through gritted teeth.

"..."

She brought the porridge to his mouth again, and this time, he obediently started to eat it.

He was extremely "retarded" today... He couldn't leave her body for a moment.

"Ding~" At this time, Ye Erruo's mobile phone placed aside vibrated.