Chapter 2909 This Girl Is Really Drunk (2)

The driver responded nicely and drove away.

Han Qiqing suddenly yelled in the car, asking the driver to drive the car to the moon.

Song Shijun, "..."

It seems that this girl is really drunk!

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. As he walked into the house, he counted the time and called her when she was almost home.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later, he called, and there was a formulaic female voice on the other end of the phone.

"The number you dialed is turned off, please try again later..."

Song Shijun, "..."

The Han family.

When Han Qiqing returned home, he was in a state of drunkenness.

The servant wanted to step forward to help her, but she refused.

"Don't help me, don't anyone help me, I'm not drunk! I'm fine!"

She opened her hands, with a stern face, not letting anyone help her.

The servant and the housekeeper looked at her anxiously, afraid that she would fall and knock.

At this moment, a tall and stern figure stood by the railing on the second floor, his dark eyes fixed on her downstairs.

In the living room, Han Qiqing staggered as she walked, giving people the illusion that she might fall at any time.

The servants and the butler trembled with fear.

"Miss, let us help you, you are drunk."

Han Qiqing frowned and shouted, "I'm not drunk! I've already said I'm not drunk! Don't I know if I'm drunk or not?"

She stopped suddenly, narrowed her eyes, and looked ahead.

"Why... my eyes are shaking..."

She took two steps, a little crooked.

He stood still suddenly, trying to stabilize himself.

Going forward, I wanted to tilt myself back, but instead I went to the other side.

So, I saw her silly, first she walked sideways to the right, stood still in the middle, and then walked sideways to the left, her appearance was very funny.

Someone on the second floor who watched this scene seemed to have a slight smile on his usually stern eyebrows.

Han Qiqing kept looking down at the road, fearing that she might fall.

She didn't notice at all that there was a tall figure walking towards her.

As she walked crookedly, she murmured in her heart: Why are the eyes shaking so much? Am I really drunk?

No, the world in front of me suddenly turned upside down.

Han Qiqing finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Who, who, come and help her!

When he confessed, he couldn't make a sound.

She staggered forward, thinking she was about to fall to the ground, but unexpectedly, she fell into a warm embrace.

A pair of strong arms encircled her.

In the breath, there is a familiar masculine breath.

The dull little head has not yet realized who the owner of this breath is, but the first feeling is that it feels very relieved.

In a blur, it seemed as if he was being lifted up horizontally.

Han Qiqing carefully tugged at the clothes under her hands, and then slowly opened her eyes.

In his drunken eyes, what caught his eyes was his brother's stern face.

Her eyes were dazed, she didn't know what she was thinking, and her eyes looked a little distracted.

After she was put on the bed, she came back to her senses and called out in a low voice, "Brother..."

Warm big hands covered her forehead, and slender fingers brushed the messy bangs on her forehead.

"Huh?" A cold voice came from above his head.

Han Qiqing's voice was vague, like a spoiled child, and she said wronged, "I'm uncomfortable...I'm so dizzy..."

He asked, "How much wine did you drink?"

Han Qiqing pouted and said, "I just drank a little...red wine..."

He didn't answer her, as if he turned around and told the housekeeper something.