955. Chapter 955 Love Thoroughly, Hurt Thoroughly【59】

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

The taxi stopped in front of the apartment door: "Here we go, the total is seventy-six yuan."

Qiao Lun took out a big bill and said there was no need to change it, and then helped Wu Xuewei get out of the car. Wu Xuewei could hardly stand still and muttered dissatisfiedly as she was being helped out of the car.

"Xuewei, stand up, which floor do you live on?" Qiao Lun was also very tired. He drank a lot, and 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 a wine burp, she covered her mouth and wanted to vomit. Her feet staggered and she fell straight to the side.

Qiao Lun quickly pulled her back with quick eyes and hands. With a sudden movement, she crashed into his arms. He hugged her tightly, fearing that she would lose her balance and fall again. Wu Xuewei hugged him and sobbed indistinctly: " Ugh...it feels so uncomfortable..."

"It's not uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable. Just bear with it. Which floor do you live on?" Qiao Lun patted her face and coaxed her.

"I don't know..." She rubbed her head in his arms.

Qiao Lun looked embarrassed, don’t you know? Seeing that he was already downstairs and could not go up yet, after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. He couldn't bear to see her in such pain, so he might as well send her to a hotel to stay for one night.

Holding her in his arms, she was about to turn around when a black shadow walked straight over from the side and snatched the person in his arms away.

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

Holding Wu Xuewei, who was full of alcohol and could not stand still, Feng Churui looked coldly, without even looking at Qiao Lun, and asked in a low voice: "How much did she drink?"

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

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

Qiao Lun looked at him, then at 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 walked away, leaving him behind to yell in shock.

"Well...it feels so uncomfortable..." Wu Xuewei, who was laid down on the bed, tilted her body toward the window in discomfort, frowning tightly, covering her mouth with one hand and wanting to vomit.

Feng Churui, who came in with a hangover soup, saw that she was about to fall out of bed, put down the hangover soup, and went over to help her into the bathroom to let her vomit.

"Ugh..." As soon as she got to the bathroom, Wu Xuewei immediately vomited out, and she vomited until she was lying on the edge of the toilet, gasping for air.

Feng Churui watched calmly and handed the cup over at the right time: "Rinse your mouth."

After vomiting, she regained consciousness. She took the cup and took a sip obediently. Feng Churui asked, "Do you still want to vomit?"

She shook her head weakly.

Without saying a word, he carried her out.

He was placed on the bed again, rolled around in a circle, and rolled to the center of the bed. He pulled up the soft quilt with both hands and was about to sleep.

"Get up, drink the hangover soup and then go to sleep." An irresistible voice came from my ears.

It was really noisy. She waved her hands impatiently and patted away the source of the noise. She muttered in confusion: "Don't make any noise...don't disturb my sleep..."

Snapped--

The handsome face was slapped by her paw waving in mid-air, and the cold pressure in the air suddenly rose.