Chapter 92: Not for Love
Sure enough, Jasmine chased not far before she saw Yihua who was drunk on the side of the road.
He was vomiting vigorously, a gentleman deserves to be a gentleman, even the posture of vomiting is so elegant, but his mind is paralyzed by alcohol, he is not so conscious, he vomits everywhere, he doesn't feel dirty, he touches his mouth casually with a tissue, and continues his long march.
Jasmine was stunned, she was really afraid that he would go around and make a big deal.
"Dr. Yung. Jasmine, dressed in a dark green dress, attracted everyone's side attention, did she use the road as a stage, she didn't pay attention to these surprised eyes, and continued to run on the road until she stopped him.
"Dr. Yung, you can't be masochistic like that. Jasmine leaned forward and put her hands on Yihua's arms.
Her gestures were full of power, and she supported Yihua's crumbling body in one fell swoop.
He was really drunk, his eyes were blurred, his body was weak, and he was endlessly mired in the mud of emotions for the sake of his goddess.
It took a lot of effort for Jasmine to stuff Yihua into a taxi called, and it was ten o'clock in the evening when she got home.
She washed Yihua's face with a wet towel, this handsome face, like cream, made Jasmine pity.
That time, she deliberately forced him to tell the secret, but she didn't succeed.
Well, now it's easy to get him.
It's a pity that at this moment, she doesn't have that heart, and thinks more about waiting for him to wake up and how to be his emotional guide.
Because he is still a psychological counselor, he can't solve his own psychological problems.
Jasmine pursed her lips and began to organize words in her mind, what to cherish life, love life, don't pay too much for love, and don't hurt your body because of love.
But isn't there an old saying in the world, ask what the world is like, and teach life and death to make a promise.
It's not enough to talk about these things, it's better to play with him for a while and let him forget his troubles.
It's best to cook him a few meals and go to the park with him to relax, so that he won't think about things and drink to drown his sorrows and hurt his body.
Unconsciously, Jasmine, who had taken care of Yihua all night, also felt tired, she covered Yihua with a thin blanket, and then stretched her waist, extremely sleepy, and went into the bedroom alone to sleep.
This house was Jasmine's boudoir for herself, and her parents didn't know about it, and few people had ever been here.
Now that she has the courage to take in the first man she has been in contact with in her life, it is difficult to say whether it is a blessing or a curse.
Tonight's toss made her so tired that she got off the rack, but fortunately, the taxi driver was empathetic and helped Jasmine carry Yihua home, otherwise she was a weak woman, how could she carry him home.
There are still many good people in the world.
In the morning, Jasmine personally washed her hands and made soup for Dr. Rong, who originally did not touch the spring water, she was full of interest like a housewife, and she paid attention to the heat when cooking.
After a while, the delicacy came out, two bowls of fine noodles and a bowl of egg custard.
She held it up on a tray and entered the dining room with graciousness.
Looking back, the lazy cat was still sleeping, curled up on the gray couch, his clothes unfaded, covered with crumplors.
The small thin blanket covering his body has already been covered with fine light, and the sun is not long-sighted, what are you doing on this jade man, seeing that his porcelain skin and face are about to be spotted.
Jasmine was so distressed that she closed the curtains, and the room became much darker and lighter.
She stared at him for a long time, and he still slept peacefully, his eyelashes rising and falling with even breathing, like an angel sleeping quietly.
Seeing this, she smiled knowingly, full of cunning.
Expecting that he would wake up later, Jasmine rushed over and sat down on the couch, her hands smoothing the wrinkled blanket for him.
Maybe her hand was strong, or her heart was in place, which alarmed Yihua, who was gradually waking up in her sleep.
The eyes are open, the four eyes are facing each other, and a pair of men and women are staring at each other.
This look, Yihua was not small, and looked Jasmine up and down with doubt.
Then he looked at the unfamiliar space around him in disbelief, his voice trembling nervously: "Where is this?"
"My home. Jasmine's tone was confident.
"What is your intention in pulling me in here?" Yihua quickly jumped off the sofa and tidied up his clothes at a loss, this place is gorgeous and not suitable for him to stay for a long time.
"I've got a crush on you. Jasmine jumped over for the rest of her life and clung to his chest.
This toned and firm chest is not only a delicious feast, but where can Jasmine get his hands on it, if you want to eat it, you will taste it slowly in the future.
Fatten him first, Jasmine raised her eyebrows and smiled slyly, releasing infinite warmth.
"Come, eat. She walked into the restaurant and brought a bowl of steaming white porcelain noodles, smiling like the sun and the moon.
Yihua didn't dare to look at everything in front of him, who was this jasmine, so fond of making trouble, she pulled herself into the water for no reason.
Disgust grew on his face.
How could the clever Jasmine not understand his mood, this face became longer and lifeless.
Putting down the dishes and chopsticks and sitting next to him, Jasmine was also dissatisfied.
"Why do you look at me like that? Am I not good to you? You should be nice to me, accept me, love me. Jasmine snuggled up to Yihua gently, with a happy face.
But Yihua felt extremely disgusting and silently pushed Jasmine away.
"We're not that good. Don't you think that we met in Pingshui and were together very abruptly, and we can't stand the scrutiny of time at all. It's going to be scattered. ”
"Where?" Jasmine was still extremely gentle, and went further, hugging Yihua tightly to get rid of her, her tone was slightly pampered, and she was a little lazy in her voice, almost fascinated by this relationship.
She said unabashedly, "I'm going to condemn you." ”
"But I don't accept it. Yihua categorically refused to pour a basin of cold water on Jasmine, and he once again ruthlessly pushed Jasmine away.
Jasmine's fiery heart froze, "Are you really a doctor? ”
The cold tone revealed a little disappointment, and in the position of her heart, Jasmine deeply felt the pain of rejection, and she was almost hemoptysis.
Yihua thought that he couldn't get rid of Miss Jasmine's nonsense, but even if he couldn't get rid of him, he had to make it clear to Jasmine that love is not child's play, be careful of playing with fire**.
"Yihua. Jasmine burst into tears, what did she do wrong to make Yihua hurt his heart so much. It's just that the courtship is more direct, and the emotional confession is bolder, so he rejects her straightforwardly.
Hmph, it's not that there is someone in my heart.
Jasmine immediately remembered Zhang Yuruo, if it wasn't for this goblin occupying Yihua's heart, he wouldn't have rejected himself so ruthlessly.
She had to find a good way to make it clear, since she had already followed her brother, she shouldn't provoke Dr. Yung, who was hers.
Thinking about this, a sound of the door slamming into Jasmine's head violently, and she looked back abruptly, looking hopelessly at the empty door.
He was gone, so simply and directly, treating her as dung.
Alas, I really shouldn't be attached to this man, any man is better than him.
Jasmine pondered for a few seconds, then got up resentfully and pressed the door.
I swore a poisonous oath in my heart that I would not be obsessed with love from now on.