Ye Qianqian was silent, gritted her teeth and pinched his waist.
Shen Zhilie shrank, and then the gravity of his body fell towards Ye Qianqian.
"You've drank so much and your mind is so crooked!" Ye Qianqian's cheeks turned red. "Be careful of sudden death. Give me the car keys."
"No, walk over." Shen Zhilie buried his face in her neck, and his words smelled of alcohol. "I just don't want to take the car anymore. I think if I take the car again, I will vomit to death."
Ye Qianqian looked away with a look of disgust and said, "Get away, it stinks."
"I don't want to take the car." Shen Zhilie's words were a little coquettish, "Let's go."
Ye Qianqian pursed her lips, but finally gave him a half-support and headed towards the hotel.
After opening a standard room, Ye Qianqian declined the waiter's request for help and helped Shen Zhilie in. She finally found the room, opened the door and threw him on the bed.
Shen Zhilie was thrown down so hard that he almost vomited.
Opening his eyes and looking at Ye Qianqian, his vision blurred.
With a look of disgust on her face, Ye Qianqian stepped forward to help Shen Zhilie take off a coat, and then went to boil a pot of water for him.
There was juice in the refrigerator. I took out the plum juice and put it in a kettle to warm it up.
When Shen Zhilie was helped up to drink sour plum juice, he was a little confused and said, "Isn't this sour plum juice?"
"yes."
"Is sour plum soup a hangover cure?"
"I don't know, but I know that sour plum soup can relieve vomiting." Ye Qianqian supported him and poured it into his mouth.
"Hmm..." Shen Zhizhen couldn't drink any more and stopped talking, "My stomach is full of water. Can you feel sorry for me?"
Ye Qianqian gritted her teeth and slapped his stomach with her hand.
Shen Zhilie wailed and looked at Ye Qianqian pitifully.
"Deserved it."
"I need to go to the toilet." Shen Zhilie whispered.
No matter how Ye Qianqian heard it, this guy seemed to be acting coquettishly.
"go alone."
"What should I do if I fall?"
"If I fall, I'll fall. I asked you to drink so much!"
Even so, Ye Qianqian still supported him and walked to the bathroom step by step.
After urinating, Ye Qianqian touched his neck and found that he had a thin layer of sweat.
Angrily, he took off his sweater and cursed: "I won't tell you when it's hot. Forget it if it's too hot."
"hot."
"I'm just saying now, take off your clothes!"
Shen Zhilie opened his eyes hazily, looked at Ye Qianqian, and said, "No way, you lied to me."
Ye Qianqian: "..."
Ignoring him, Ye Qianqian took off her coat and sweater and went to take a shower.
After coming out of the shower, Shen Zhilie lay on the bed, wearing only a single piece of clothing, his cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing evenly and fell asleep.
Ye Qianqian straightened his legs and finally got him to lie down. Shen Zhilie turned around again and then slapped her down.
Ye Qianqian was startled and turned to look at him.
Shen Zhilie, whether consciously or unconsciously, pulled her leg, and then his whole body was like a buckle, tightly confining her in his arms.
Ye Qianqian only felt a little cold, so she pushed him and said, "You are holding the quilt down, please lift it off."
Shen Zhilie kissed her, smelling of alcohol.
Ye Qianqian looked away in disgust and struggled hard, but instead of struggling away, she was crushed by Shen Zhizhen.
Then, a mouthful of alcohol was forcefully poured into his mouth.
"Um..." Ye Qianqian frowned and looked away, "Shen... um..."
Just after taking a shower, Ye Qianqian only had a single piece of clothing covering her thighs.
(End of chapter)