Xu Hanlin sat there like a deflated ball, not knowing how to stop him.
His companion patted him, and he gave a smile that was uglier than crying.
Watching Jiang Yao take the person away.
As soon as he went out, the temperature in the corridor was low. Shen Qinghe shivered and got closer to the heat source. He slurred: "I have to go to the toilet."
With a confused look on his face, Jiang Yao started to tease her and said in a frivolous tone: "Call me brother and let you go."
Shen Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into those foxy eyes with their waves, as if he was bewitched: "Brother... hiccup~"
The vomit came out along with the breathy wine burps.
Wen Jingjing saw this scene as soon as she chased her out with her things. She was afraid that Jiang Yao would peel off her Jia Qinghe, so she hurried forward to pick her up: "I'm sorry, I'll take her to the toilet first, and you can clean her up too."
When the dizzy Shen Qinghe reached the arms of a familiar person, his mouth tightened and he said in a cadence: "Jingjing, why are you here! Human traffickers are arresting me!"
The trafficker Jiang Yao stopped arranging his clothes, put his index and middle fingers together, touched her forehead, and said in a very soft voice: "You little heartless one."
"She..." Wen Jingjing was still trying to say something to comfort him, but a small hand stretched out to interrupt what she wanted to say.
"I can't hold it in any longer."
Wen Jingjing, who was so drunk that her mouth was covered, wanted to strangle her to death.
Drunk Shen Qinghe was surprisingly strong, and Wen Jingjing spent a lot of time and energy to force her to go to the toilet.
If someone doesn't watch, he will let go.
After struggling for a long time, Wen Jingjing was exhausted, and then she was brought to the lobby on the first floor of the KTV.
Wen Jingjing stared intently at Shen Qinghe, who was dangling in front of her.
The staggering Shen Qinghe's left foot caught his right foot, and when he saw that he was about to fall, Wen Jingjing caught it with quick eyes and hands.
"Don't hit me! I'm annoying!" Shen Qinghe met her eyes and burped several times in fright.
After all, you can't hide the look in someone's eyes.
"Go aside! Old witch!" She pushed Wen Jingjing away and stumbled forward.
Wen Jingjing took a few deep breaths and told herself not to get angry with drunk people, otherwise her life would be shortened!
"Help! Help!"
Shen Qinghe, who was running and shouting, attracted the attention of many people outside the door.
Wen Jingjing helplessly raised her forehead: "I'm sorry, she drank too much!"
A slender man appeared in Shen Qinghe's blurry vision, and he rushed forward without thinking: "Help!"
Jiang Yao, who was suddenly attacked, was a little caught off guard and staggered twice.
I was a little confused when I saw the person coming.
uncle?
Didn’t you just say that I was a human trafficker?
"Good man! Help! I will provide for you until you die!" Shen Qinghe tightened Jiang Yao's waist tightly and took the opportunity to touch randomly and wiped a handful of oil.
Ending?
Wen Jingjing tried her best to raise a kind smile, and tried to pull away the desperate Shen Qinghe: "Be good! My sister will take you home!"
The sound of gnashing teeth made Shen Qinghe even more frightened, and he nuzzled into Jiang Yao's arms: "Ooooh~Old witch!"
Wen Jingjing took a deep breath and tried to control her temper.
There's no way to go on like this! You can't go back until the door is closed!
Jiang Yao's soft face made Jiang Yao's heart itch. He patted her little head and couldn't hide the smile on his lips: "I'll take you back."
Wen Jingjing didn't care what he said, she just felt that the way he patted his head was like shooting a basketball.
"How about I take you back!"
The low and hoarse voice successfully seduced Shen Qinghe: "Okay! No old witch!"
Wen Jingjing heard this and felt a surge of anger rushing into her mind.
How can I assassinate a drunk person? Wait online! It’s very urgent!
Jiang Yao reached out and stopped a taxi without saying the location.
Shen Qinghe leaned against the passenger window and greeted the driver with a smile: "Hello! Fatty!"
The driver's face darkened a bit when he heard this: "Do you want to sit down or not?"
After saying that, he drove away.
Wen Jingjing didn't take back her hand to open the door and froze there.
"Shen Qinghe! Come here to me! I will never kill you!"
"The old witch killed someone! Killed someone!"
Seeing that Wen Jingjing was about to catch Wen Jingjing, Shen Qinghe relied on his drunken coquettishness to move around and avoid it cleverly. He was still muttering: "Hey~ move around, move around, once the ghost knife is opened, you can't see..."
The two of them were quarreling around Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao had no choice but to stop him. With a long arm and a slight hook, he pulled the noisy Shen Qinghe into his arms and blocked the two people.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a few seconds.
Shen Qinghe's pupils dilated slightly and looked at him from a close distance.
His brow ridges are slightly high and delicate, unlike foreigners' thick brow ridges, which give people a just-right feeling. His high nose bridge makes his eyes deep and charming, and his lips are thin and slightly curled.
He swallowed silently: "Young hero, what a skill! How about asking for help? That dear friend will be a witness, even though he has no waist!"
Wen Jingjing glanced in the direction she pointed, and her face was covered with black lines. Why does the trash can have a waist?
After waiting for a long time, I got a taxi.
Shen Qinghe started acting like a monster again, holding the door open and refusing to get in the car.
Wen Jingjing had no choice but to ask the driver to leave in embarrassment. The phone in her pocket vibrated twice, and she answered the call depressedly: "Hello?"
"Jingjing, Xiaozhi drank too much. Where are you? I'll look for you."
Wen Jingjing understood Gu Xiao's helpless tone, and Chen Anzhi must not be very honest either.
"Where's Xiaozhi?"
"My brother is carrying it."
Shen Qinghe took off Jiang Yao's clothes and, contrary to the arrogance of holding on to the door and refusing to get in the car, he pretended to be tired and shouted: "I want to carry it on my back too."
After saying that, without waiting for anyone's consent, he strangled his neck and started to do it.
Jiang Yao half-crouched and let her do whatever she wanted.
After climbing for a long time, Jiang Yao gently held him up with his hand, and he lay firmly on his back.
Chen Anzhi saw Shen Qinghe in front of him on his back, grabbed Gu Chenzhou's clothes, and shouted: "Drive!"
When passing by Shen Qinghe, he gave her a kick.
Shen Qinghe is not the one who suffers the consequences. He just kicks in the opposite direction.
Wen Jingjing gradually became tempered by them, so she spanked each of them on the buttocks.
After being beaten, the two of them stopped.
Perhaps because he was tired, Shen Qinghe rested his chin on Jiang Yao's neck and fell asleep.
The driver was unwilling to take the two drunk people away for fear that they would vomit in the car, so they had no choice but to walk back, but fortunately it was not very far.
Jiang Yao handed the slippers to Wen Jingjing, fearing that the person on his back would catch cold, so he put his arms on the crooks of her legs and covered the soles of her feet with his hands.
When we arrived at the dormitory, it was almost ten o'clock and Shen Qinghe was still awake.
"Qinghe, wake up, we're in the dormitory." Gu Xiao gently patted her to wake her up.
She moaned but didn't want to come down.
Wen Jingjing tried to pull her down, but she wrapped around Jiang Yao like an octopus.
"You guys help the little one up first!" Gu Chenzhou gently put Chen Anzhi on the ground and handed it to them. "It's hard to help each other. We will come down to pick up Qinghe later."
What they said made sense, Wen Jingjing and Gu Xiao obeyed and did as they were told.
Jiang Yao paced back and forth, coaxing her to hum, then suddenly thought of something and asked softly: "Why did you transfer to another school in your senior year of high school?"