Wu Xuewei was almost asleep in the car. Qiao Lun patted her face from time to time, for fear that she would fall asleep, so she would not be able to find her home when she arrived at the apartment.

The taxi stopped in front of the apartment gate: "It's here, it's 76 yuan in total."

Qiao Lun took out a big bill and said he didn't need to look for it anymore. Then he helped Wu Xuewei get off the car. Wu Xuewei was almost unable to stand firmly and was helped to get off the car and muttered dissatisfied.

"Xuewei, stand up, what floor do you live in?" Qiao Lun was also exhausted. He drank a lot. At this moment, he was just using his willpower to send her home.

"I don't know, don't ask me...I don't know anything...uh..." After burping, she covered her mouth and wanted to vomit, her feet tilted and she fell straight to the side.

Qiao Lun pulled her back quickly with quick eyes and hands. With an inertia, she crashed into his arms. He hugged her tightly, fearing that she would not stand firmly and fell down again. Wu Xuewei hugged him with the flow and whimpered vaguely: "Well... it feels so uncomfortable..."

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable, bear it anymore. How much floor do you want to live?" Qiao Lun patted her face and coaxed her.

"No...know..." The head rubbed in his arms.

Qiao Lun looked embarrassed, wondering? He saw that he had already arrived downstairs and could not go up. After thinking about it, he still felt that he had forgotten it. He couldn't bear to see her so uncomfortable, so he could just take her to a hotel for one night.

She was about to turn around in her arms when a black shadow walked straight from the side and snatched the person in his arms.

"What are you doing..." When he saw the face of the visitor, he stopped. Qiao Lun looked at Feng Churui, frowned and spoke tentatively: "Are you Xuewei's uncle?"

Holding Wu Xuewei who was standing still with alcohol, Feng Churui's face was cold, and he didn't even look at Qiao Lun, and asked in a low voice: "How much did she drink?"

Qiao Lun was annoyed that he didn't take himself seriously, but it was about Wu Xuewei. He endured it, "I haven't calculated it carefully, at least a few bottles."

"Thank you for sending her back." After thanking her, Feng Churui said rigorously: "Also, I don't want to see her drunk with you again in the future."

Qiao Lun looked at him, then Wu Xuewei, and finally asked in confusion: "Xuewei lives with you? my god! You... how can you..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Churui had already picked up Wu Xuewei, turned around and left, leaving him alone behind and yelling in shock.

"Um... so uncomfortable..." Wu Xuewei, who was placed on the bed, tilted her body out of the window with discomfort, frowned tightly, and covered her mouth with one hand to vomit.

Feng Churui, who came in with the sauce soup, saw that she was about to fall off the bed, put down the sauce soup, and went over to help her into the bathroom, making her vomit.

"Vomit..." As soon as I arrived at the bathroom, Wu Xuewei immediately vomited out, and she was so angry that she was dizzy that she was lying on the toilet and gasping for breath.

Feng Churui looked at it calmly and handed the cup over at the right time: "Wait."

After vomiting, she woke up a little more. She took the cup and whispered obediently. Feng Churui asked, "Do you still want to vomit?"

She shook her head weakly.

He didn't say a word and went out with her in his arms.

I was placed on the bed again, rolled around, rolled to the center of the bed, pulled the soft quilt high with both hands and was about to fall asleep.

"Get up, drink the quenching soup before going to bed." An irresistible voice came from my ears.

It was really noisy. She waved her hand impatiently and patted randomly, trying to slap the noise away, muttering in confusion: "Don't make a noise... Don't make a noise... Don't make a noise to me sleep..."

Bang-
Chapter completed!