"Jiang Mo, it's very late, are you really going to sleep? Hurry and sleep. Drink the hangover soup and get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Wen Yan gently patted Jiang Mo, as if coaxing a child. When he's drunk, he's just like a child.
"If the moon doesn't sleep, I don't sleep. I'm not sleepy at all. Wife, let's continue playing."
Jiang Mo hugged Wen Yan and kissed her. "Let's play a game. If you lose, let me kiss you."
Wen Yan hooked Jiang Mo's collar, used a little force with her finger, pushed him onto the bed, and sat on his waist.
"Jiang Mo, there's a more fun game, do you want to play?"
Jiang Mo's clear eyes fluttered. "What fun game? Wife, let's play quickly."
Wen Yan gently licked her lips, her jade finger caressing Jiang Mo's Adam's apple. "Okay, but you can't back out halfway."
Jiang Mo shook his head. "No, wife, let's play quickly."
"This game is called..."
Wen Yan whispered in Jiang Mo's ear, her fingers already undoing the belt around his waist.
"You will definitely like it."
Wen Yan hooked her red lips and smiled charmingly.
Jiang Mo was very impatient at first, but in the end, he was so overwhelmed that he just wanted to sleep.
"Wife, can I sleep?"
"No, you're not allowed to sleep!"
Jiang Mo was about to cry, forced by Wen Yan, he could only continue to exert himself.
What kind of broken game is this? It's not fun at all, I'll never play it again!!!
Wen Yan deliberately raised her eyebrows and asked, "Mo Mo, do you want to play next time? Isn't it fun? Do you like it!"
Jiang Mo shook his head desperately. "I don't want to play anymore, wife, can I sleep? I'm so tired."
"No, just one last time, Mo Mo needs to be good."
Wen Yan coaxed and deceived, squeezing Jiang Mo dry.
Poor Jiang Mo, he wasn't let off even when he was drunk. Too miserable, simply too miserable!
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The next morning, messages started flooding the family group.
Aunt: 【@Jiang Mo, I heard you've become famous. Your uncle's birthday is tomorrow. Can you give your uncle a car? We've already picked one out, just a relatively cheap Bentley will do.】
Uncle: 【Yeah, Mo Mo, I heard you're quite popular now and making a lot of money. It wouldn't hurt to give your uncle a birthday gift, right?】
Aunt 2: 【If Jiang Mo gives your uncle a car, he should give your second uncle one too. Can't be biased. Your second uncle's birthday is in another five or six months.】
Auntie: 【Jiang Mo, don't forget your aunt. I used to bring you snacks every day when you were little. You should also give your aunt a car, or an apartment will do. Your aunt's apartment is too small. Just give your aunt a large flat of over 200 square meters.】
Jiang Mo was awakened by the noise, picked up his phone and glanced at it. They were all asking him for things.
No one would lend you money when you were poor, but when you have money, they all come. These relatives are really...
Mom: 【Mo Mo's money doesn't come from thin air. A car is very expensive.】
Aunt: 【Xiao Mei, Jiang Mo is very popular now. I heard his pay is several million. What's wrong with giving each of us relatives a car?】
Uncle: 【Yes, tomorrow is my birthday. I've taken a fancy to the latest Bentley, which only costs one or two million. Isn't that a piece of cake for Jiang Mo?】
Jiang Mo was really amused. These people think his money came from thin air.
Jiang Mo replied: 【Uncle, didn't you say your son is very promising and works for the government? He can give you a car, right? I'm a small star who can't earn much money. How can I be as promising as my older cousin?】
Aunt: 【Jiang Mo, you're not willing to give your uncle a car for his birthday? You're too stingy.】
Jiang Mo: 【Aunt, after all, there's my older cousin in front of me. It's only natural for him to give his dad a car. I don't need to, right?】
Jiang Kuo: 【Jiang Mo, you've earned so much money, what's wrong with giving my dad a car?】
Jiang Mo: 【I don't think I have that obligation. He's your dad, you should give it to him.】
Aunt: 【Jiang Mo, your uncle has been very good to you, how can you be ungrateful and not willing to give a car?】
Uncle: 【Mo Mo, your uncle has treated you very well. Now that you're successful, you've forgotten about us relatives. Are you looking down on us poor relatives?】
Aunt: 【Is there even a need to ask? Of course he looks down on us for being poor.】
Uncle 2: 【Jiang Mo, even if you're successful, you can't forget your roots. You're a member of our old Jiang family.】
Jiang Mo directly muted the group messages, too lazy to listen to these people's nonsense.
When his family had no money, no one lent him a cent. Now they're asking him for a car worth millions, treating him like a sucker.
Wen Yan asked, "Why are you so frowning early in the morning? What happened?"
Jiang Mo said angrily, "My uncle's birthday is tomorrow, and he wants me to give him a car worth millions. How much is my pay? He really thinks I'm some top tycoon."
"Don't be angry, ignore them."
Wen Yan rubbed Jiang Mo's hair.
A scene from last night suddenly flashed in Jiang Mo's mind. He raised his head and looked at Wen Yan, "Wife, what did you do to me last night?"
"N-nothing, I didn't do anything to you."
Jiang Mo was dubious. "Really? Why do I remember you seemed to be bullying me last night? Is it my imagination? Or did I remember it wrong?"
Wen Yan coughed guiltily a few times. "Of course not, I didn't do anything last night. I told you to rest early."
Doesn't Jiang Mo usually have memory loss when he's drunk? Why does he remember this time?
Jiang Mo nodded. "Maybe I remembered it wrong."
"Mo Mo, you must have remembered it wrong. You were drunk, how could I bully you? I told you to rest early." Wen Yan said nonsense with a straight face.
"Wife, you're so good to me."
Jiang Mo hugged his soft wife.
Wen Yan hooked her lips. "Of course."
"Get up quickly, you have to go to the set today. Don't forget you have two scenes today."
"Right, I need to get up."
When Jiang Mo sat up, he felt sore and painful all over, as if he had been working all night.
"Why is my back sore? Didn't I rest all night yesterday?" Jiang Mo muttered to himself.
Wen Yan explained guiltily, "Maybe... maybe... you were in the wrong position when you were sleeping yesterday and twisted your waist."
Jiang Mo suddenly realized. "I see, that must be it. I need to be careful next time I sleep."
Wen Yan added, "Yeah, it might recover in a while."
"Why do I still feel a little sleepy?"
Jiang Mo yawned, feeling like he didn't get enough sleep, but he clearly slept all night.
Wen Yan looked at Jiang Mo guiltily. He was tired all night and only slept at four or five in the morning, how could he not be sleepy?
Happy New Year (๑❛ڡ❛๑)☆
