Thinking of this, she rushed over and helped Huo Ziming, who was staggering and holding on to the telephone pole.
At this moment, Huo Ziming seemed to have realized that the Su Mo in front of him was not his hallucination, but a real person.
She also realized that she was drunk and...vomited in front of her.
This really depressed him.
He raised his face fiercely and growled, "Why are you helping me? My whole body is very dirty. Get out of my way!"
"No, even if you are very dirty, I still have to support you, otherwise what will happen if you fall?"
Jasmine patted his back regardless and massaged his temples and the back of his neck.
While asking gently in the ear, "How are you doing? Is it better?"
"I told you, don't do such mother-like things, it's not suitable for you at all..."
"What old lady? She is obviously the most youthful and beautiful girl in the universe..."
"Don't be disgusting!"
Huo Ziming felt a warm feeling in his heart, but he still kept his mouth shut and wanted to push Jasmine away.
...What if her clothes get stained?
But he hadn't finished vomiting in the first place, and Jasmine was rubbing it down his back, causing another spasm in his stomach.
Then, he held on to the telephone pole and prepared to vomit...
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Jasmine hurriedly held his shoulders and looked at him. Huo Ziming's face turned red. He really didn't want his ugly appearance to be seen by Jasmine.
He always had to put on a perfect posture and never wanted to let others see his vulnerability.
And this person is not someone else, but this woman who has always had a special place in his heart.
But at this moment, even if his reason told him not to vomit in front of her, his stomach was cramping, how could he possibly control it?
He just vomited and vomited, and even vomited on Jasmine's shoes and skirt, but Jasmine didn't mean to criticize him or think he was dirty at all.
Slowly and carefully, she took out a small handkerchief from her bag and wiped the corners of Huo Ziming's mouth, his neck, the stained shirt, and finally her skirt.
At this moment, she finally felt that he needed her...
This feeling is really good...
Huo Ziming took a deep breath, finished vomiting, and became much more conscious. The night wind blew him through, making him think clearly about everything tonight, and he was sure that the woman in front of him was not a dream.
At this moment, it was a clear night after the rain, and the stars shone on their faces.
Next to this telephone pole covered with small advertisements, there is still vomit from just now.
But the atmosphere between the two of them seemed to be filled with a fascinating and wonderful flavor.
It was as if both of them hoped that this moment could last forever.
Jasmine looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Then she patted the back of her hand and thought to herself that she was so stupid. Why were she still standing here?
He just finished vomiting and must need a rest.
She asked Huo Ziming, "Do you want to drink water? Or drink something else, an energy drink to replenish your strength, or do you want to sit somewhere? I will help you there."
"I told you, you don't have to act like an old woman."
Huo Ziming frowned tightly, looking very unhappy.
But Jasmine was still sensitive enough to detect a certain flavor of care and comfort in his eyebrows.
This chapter has been completed!