Chapter 88

Gaze with four eyes.

Before Su opens his mouth, Jing Jihan pulls the woman who is shaking in front of the door and is almost unsteady into the door.

When Su suddenly entered the door, he staggered and fell into his arms when the door closed. His head was so close to his chest, but he immediately stepped back and stood up straight. Then he looked up at the tall man again, staring at him, staring at him.

The woman was full of alcohol, obviously she drank a lot.

Jing Jihan's eyebrows are chilly: "actually drink?"

When Su is still just staring at him, dozens of seconds later, toward his face, not polite hiccup.

In the face of the man's instant cold like black clouds pressing city like line of sight, Su just means to smile for a while, around him to go inside.

As a result, just as he was about to pass by, his arm suddenly tightened and he was pulled back by the man.

She almost did not stand firm, quickly leaned back to the door, looked up at him: "what are you doing?"

"Shoes." The man stands under the lamp, the voice is cool.

When Su was in a daze, she immediately lowered her head to see that she had not taken off her shoes. She immediately giggled, took off her shoes, put on her indoor slippers, and when she passed him again, she subconsciously raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, thanks for helping her open the door when she came back without her key.

But the hand just raised, haven't touched the man's shoulder, suddenly don't know what, Dun in the air, then put down the hand, directly to the sofa.

Jing Jihan is aware of the sudden stagnation on her hand. She stands there for a moment without moving.

When Su sat on the sofa, she leaned back as if she had taken off her strength. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. She looked at the light on the ceiling motionlessly, as if she didn't feel dazzling, and her eyes didn't blink.

Looking at, the figure of the man suddenly came and appeared in her eyes.

Then Sue blinked, only slowly, and grinned at him. After that, she rolled her eyes at him like a psycho, sat up straight on the sofa and didn't look at him any more.

Jing Jihan was too lazy to bother with a drunkard and asked, "is there any sobering tea at home?"

When Su still ignored him, he suddenly lowered his head and put his head between the back of the sofa and the pillow, as if he wanted to isolate any sound.

Jing Jihan takes up the pillow.

Su kept half lying on the sofa, raised her hand and scratched in the air: "I'm not drunk. I don't need to sober up. Give it back to me!"

Jing Jihan not only didn't give it to her, but also threw the pillow heavily on the opposite sofa. He bent down and was about to help the person sit up. But Su suddenly tried to shake off his hand. If he couldn't shake it off, he began to struggle: "go away!"

"Don't make a fool of yourself. Do you want to go out tomorrow after drinking so much wine?" Jing Jihan presses her hand of random resistance.

When Su earned a few times did not break away, suddenly raised his face, staring at him, impolitely scolded: "son of a bitch!"

Jing Jihan on her this line of sight, cold eyebrow a jump, but did not expect to be innocently scolded.

"You Shi Su couldn't shake him off. He held both hands firmly in his powerful hands and just stared at him: "you..."

Before he said anything, he suddenly felt a surge in his stomach, and instinctively vomited. He quickly tried his best to get rid of his hand, and then looked at him like asking for help with an unbearable expression.

Seeing that she wants to vomit, Jing Jihan just let go of one of her hands and is about to help her go to the bathroom, Su quickly raises her finger and points to her mouth. Seeing that her other hand hasn't been let go, she suddenly turns her head, lowers her head and bites the back of his hand.

She didn't know how to bite properly. Jing Jihan immediately let go of her wrist. Then Su quickly turned and ran into the main bathroom. When she opened the toilet lid, she felt a burst of heartbreaking nausea. What she vomited out was nothing but wine. It was all wine.

Jing Jihan looked at the sharp tooth mark on the back of his hand, and he was speechless.

When Su spits in the bathroom, Jing Jihan ignores the imprint and sporadic blood on the back of her hand, and sends a message to Lu Zhao who has been near the community.

Lu Zhao moves very fast. Five minutes later, Jiejiu tea is delivered.

"Anything else, Mr. Jing?" Lu Zhao asked before the door was closed.

Jing Jihan's action of closing the door stopped for a moment, and his tone was cold and thin. He threw down a sentence: "find out where Su went tonight, including the reason why she suddenly drank so much wine."

Just close the door.

When Su had vomited almost, drunk like this, she could still smell the bad smell on her body. With a frown on her face, she rushed into the bathroom in the master bedroom.

Jing Jihan brings in the sobering tea and goes to boil water for her to make it.

The water in the bathroom is clattering, the water has been cooked, the sobering tea has been brewed, and even with the passage of time, the water temperature is not so hot.

But Su still hasn't finished washing and hasn't come out of the bathroom yet.

After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, it was more than half an hour since she entered the bathroom.

Jing Jihan goes back to the master bedroom and hears the sound of water sprinkling inside, but there is no other movement.

He knocked on the door: "wash well, come out, drink sobering tea and then go to sleep."

The only response to him is still the sound of water.

"Shi Su?"

There is still no response.

Jing Jihan pondered for two seconds and opened the door.

As soon as I went in, I saw that Su had already taken a bath and changed her clothes. She was sitting on the dressing stool inside and fell asleep against the wall. She forgot to turn off the shower in the bathroom, and the water had already flowed out from inside.

The floor was in a mess. She sat there sleeping against the corner of the wall and smacked her mouth from time to time. Her half wet hair hung over her shoulders and some strands of it wrapped around her neck. She raised her hand and scratched it on her neck. She had just taken a hot bath for too long, which made her skin too delicate and sensitive. She was full of red marks just after grabbing it twice.

When Su was not comfortable leaning against the wall corner, she frowned and moved her head to the side. In a moment, she leaned down.

Jing Jihan goes in and closes the shower. Looking back at the moment he sees it, his long arm quickly reaches over and catches her. As soon as Su's head leans against the man's arms, he rubs his cheek against his chest. He also raises his arm around his neck, finds a more comfortable angle and continues to sleep with his eyes closed.

The humidity in the bathroom is too heavy, and Sue hasn't dried her hair yet, so it's no good to continue to sleep here.

Jing Jihan holds the man up, goes out of the bathroom and puts him on the bed in the master bedroom. Then he spins out to get her sobering tea.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, Su suddenly got up from the bed and followed him like a wandering soul with half wet hair. She followed him wherever he went.