Chapter 955： Loved thoroughly and hurt thoroughly【59】

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Wu Xuewei was about to fall asleep in the car, and Jolen patted her face from time to time, fearing she was really asleep, and could not find her home in the apartment.

The taxi stopped in front of the apartment door: "It's 76 blocks."

Qiao Lun pulled out a big bill, said that he did not need to find it, and then helped Wu Xuewei get off the bus. Wu Xuewei was almost standing unsteadily, and was dissatisfied with the help of getting off the train.

"Xuewei, stand up, how many floors do you live?" Jolen was also tired enough, and he drank a lot. At the moment, it was just using willpower to send her home.

"Don't know, don't ask me... I don't know anything... uh..." There was a burp, she covered her mouth and tried to vomit, her feet crooked, and she fell sideways.

Qiao Lun pulled her back quickly, an inertia, she ran into his arms, he hugged her tightly, fearing she could not stand up again and fell down, Wu Xuewei hugged him, murmured vaguely: " Um... so uncomfortable..."

"Not uncomfortable, not uncomfortable, bear with me. How many floors do you live in?" Jolen coaxed her in the face.

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

Qiao Lun looked embarrassed, don't know? Seeing that they were all downstairs, he couldn't go up. After thinking about it, he still thought it was fine. He couldn't bear to see her so uncomfortable. Just send her to the hotel for a night.

She was about to turn around in her arms, and a shadow came straight from the side, snatching the man in his arms.

"What are you doing..." The angry words froze when he saw the face of the coming person, Qiao Lun looked at Feng Churui, frowned and tried to open his mouth: "Are you Wei Xue's Uncle?"

Holding Wu Xuewei, who was standing on his body full of alcohol, Feng Churui looked cold and looked at Qiao Lun without a glance, 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 Wu Xuewei, who endured, "I didn't count it carefully, at least a few bottles."

"Thank you for bringing her back." Thanks, Feng Churui's rigorous voice: "Also, I don't want to see her drunk with you again in the future."

Qiaolun looked at him and Wu Xuewei, and finally asked, "Xue Wei lives with you? MYGOD! You... how can you..."

Before he finished, Feng Churui had picked up Wu Xuewei, turned around and left, leaving him yelling in shock behind.

"Um... so uncomfortable..." Wu Xuewei, who was lying on the bed, tilted her body out of the window uncomfortably, and Xiumei wrinkled tightly, covering her mouth with one hand and trying to vomit.

Feng Churui, who came in with the hangover soup, saw her fall off the bed and put down the hangover soup. In the past, she lifted her into the bathroom and let her vomit.

"Vag..." Wu Xuewei immediately vomited out in the bathroom, vomiting dimly, until the whole person gasped at the toilet.

Feng Churui looked calmly at the side and handed the cup over in time: "Gargle."

After vomiting, she became awake, and she took a sip from the cup and asked Feng Churui, "Do you still want to vomit?"

She shook her head weakly.

Without saying a word, he took her out.

He was laid on the bed again, rolled in a circle, and rolled to the center of the bed, and the soft quilt with his hands pulled up was going to sleep.

"Get up, drink the hangover soup and go to sleep." There was an irresistible voice in my ear.

It was really noisy. She waved her hands impatiently and wanted to get rid of the source of the noise. The mumbled voice in her mouth: "Don’t noisy...don’t let me sleep..."

Snapped--

Jun's face was slapped by her paws waving in the air, and there was a sudden rise of cold air pressure in the air.