Sometimes vomiting after drinking will make people sober, but sometimes people who vomit will be completely drunk.

Lu Xiaorong was undoubtedly in the latter situation, and after coming back and sitting down, she lay on the table.

Not making trouble after drinking certainly means that she has good wine, but what to do with her is a problem. It's obviously not okay to let her sleep on the table, who knows how long she will sleep to wake up, so let's find a suitable place to settle her.

Mo Fan sighed, called the waiter over and asked, "Has the account been settled?"

The waiter nodded and said, "Your friend has been married before." ”

This is expected, it is one of the few advantages of the pit god Liang Wenbo, and he knows that it is considered for the shy friends in the pocket.

Mo Fan helped Lu Xiaorong up, and the waiter said, "This lady is coming by car, please give me the parking sign." ”

Driving a car to buy drunk, this woman is really crazy. Mo Fan found that the people around him were not normal recently, which made him very implicated.

took out the parking sign from Lu Xiaorong's bag and handed it to the waiter, and helped her to walk out. I thought to myself, she frequents this place, and she always drinks some beer when she eats, and I'm afraid it's not once or twice that she drives drunk. Even if you don't drink too much, it's always a bad habit. Probably she was lucky that she had never been arrested by the police, and she didn't have any worries about drinking this time.

When he arrived at the door, Lu Xiaorong's silver-gray Skoda also stopped.

Mo Fan was afraid that Lu Xiaorong would vomit again when she lay down and was drunk, so he put her in the passenger seat, adjusted the tilt angle of the back of the seat a little more, and fastened her seat belt.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Mo Fan asked, "Where do you live?" Lu Xiaorong snorted in her nose, tilted her head to the side, and kept her eyes closed.

Mo Fan said again: "If you don't speak, I'll find a hotel and throw you in?" This time Lu Xiaorong didn't give a response.

"Hey, it's a nuisance for a woman to get drunk. Mo Fan muttered to himself, turned on the car navigation, rummaged through it, and found Lu Xiaorong's address record information, and he seemed to have heard her mention it, so it shouldn't be wrong.

The road is a little far, and Mo Fan tries to drive as smoothly as possible on the road to avoid sharp turns and stops, if Lu Xiaorong vomits into the car, it will be a big trouble.

When he arrived at the door of the community where the navigation record was recorded, Mo Fan opened the window and asked the doorman: "Do you know this car?"

The doorman nodded, and Mo Fan asked again: "Then do you know where she lives?" The doorman looked at Mo Fan suspiciously, did not answer his words, but walked to the other side of the car, knocked on the window and called: "Miss Lu, Miss Lu!"

Mo Fan thought to himself, his vigilance is quite high. However, there are so many people in a community, and it is unlikely that the doorman will know all of them, probably because of the beautiful women.

He opened the window on the other side of the car as well, allowing the doorman to call more directly. Helplessly, Lu Xiaorong slept very dead and did not react at all.

Mo Fan took out his work badge from Lu Xiaorong's bag, took out his own, showed it to the doorman, and said, "I'm her colleague." ”

Haitian's work badge is more elaborate, with photos and personal information printed on it, and there is also a chip inside, which is also an employee's time card.

The doorman looked at it over and over again, probably thinking that this thing was not too easy to fake, and nodded to believe Mo Fan, but still asked him to register at the door, and then said Lu Xiaorong's specific address.

Mo Fan drove into the community, parked the car under the building told by the doorman, took out the key from Lu Xiaorong's bag and opened the door, and then put one arm on her neck and walked towards the building.

It's a six-story residential building, and of course there can't be an elevator. It is very difficult to help a drunk go upstairs, even if it is a woman who is less than 100 pounds.

Maybe it was very uncomfortable to be held with her arms crossed, but when she went up to the second floor, Lu Xiaorong finally had some reaction, opened her eyes and looked around blankly, and said, "Where is this?"

Mo Fanxi said: "It's almost your house, can you go by yourself?"

Lu Xiaorong snorted, took her arm off Mo Fan's neck, walked upward, and fell backwards after only stepping one step.

Mo Fan found that he was happy in vain, and hurriedly supported her from behind, and continued to carry her upstairs with one arm.

Lu Xiaorong was a little uneasy, twisting her body to take her arm off Mo Fan's neck.

Mo Fan knew that she would feel uncomfortable like this, but if she didn't, she would have a hard time, and she couldn't help but be a little angry after coming and going a few times, raised her hand and slapped Lu Xiaorong on the buttocks, and scolded: "Be honest!"

Lu Xiaorong seemed to be sobered up a little by this blow, and her eyes looked at Mo Fan in a daze, tears appeared when she saw it, and she could burst out of her eyes at any time.

The female boss, who has always been shrewd and capable, suddenly showed such a pitiful look, Mo Fan was really a little unbearable, and said, "I'm afraid of you." He let go of her arm.

Lu Xiaorong couldn't stand on her feet softly, and half of her body leaned on Mo Fan's chest to keep it from falling. Mo Fan had no choice but to hug her waist and help her upstairs with half push and half hug.

This level of contact is quite intimate, but Mo Fan didn't have the intention of taking the opportunity to rub the oil, he only felt that it was more difficult than carrying a hundred catties of rice upstairs.

Finally reached the fifth floor, Mo Fan found the key with the matching shape and opened the door. The room was dark, and there should be no one if nothing else.

Finding the switch on the wall and turning on the light, helping Lu Xiaorong to sit down on the sofa in the living room, Mo Fan let out a long sigh of relief and moved his sore arm.

It is a two-bedroom house with one of the bedrooms used as a study. From the decoration style to the decoration arrangement, it is not difficult to see that this is a woman's single residence.

Lu Xiaorong, like Mo Fan, is also an outsider, and her working time should not exceed five years. It is indeed not easy for her to rely on her own efforts to become a family with a house and a car.

After visiting the room, Mo Fan returned to the hall and saw Lu Xiaorong lying on the sofa with one hand hanging to the ground. He picked her up horizontally, walked to the bedroom and put her on the bed.

Lu Xiaorong rolled over after lying down, curling up like a shrimp, this position made her curves more obvious. Mo Fan couldn't help but think of the time he hit it just now, and it really had an endless aftertaste.

The perfect curves, coupled with black silk heels, just the back of this lying on the side, is full of attraction for any normal man. It is no wonder that Mo Fan always thought of this body when he was doing self-help exercises in the past.

"It's good that I ran into me, otherwise I don't know which guy would be cheaper. Mo Fan whispered to himself, except for her shoes, and pulled the towel over her.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that if she didn't show up, maybe Lu Xiaorong would stop after drinking the cup. Is it a trust, or is it an opportunity to make mistakes?

He doesn't plan to think deeply about this problem, although he never demands himself to be morally perfect, but rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, and playing ONS depends on the object. Even if they are regarded as inferior animals, this matter of principle cannot be shaken.

Returned to the hall and sat down on the sofa, now that the problem of the drunkard was solved, Mo Fan began to think about his own problem.

According to the information displayed by the car navigation system, it is about 15 kilometers from here to his residence, and at this time, the taxi is still the night price, and the dozens of yuan in his pocket are not enough at all.

With my current physical condition, I am afraid that I will have to run for more than two hours, which is beyond the scope of physical exercise and is completely self-destructive.

Mo Fan gave up this unreliable idea, and he was not ready to borrow the fare from Lu Xiaorong's bag, and it was a thief to take it without telling him.

Of course, this is all an excuse he made for himself. In fact, he was still a little worried about Lu Xiaorong, and was ready to wait for her to wake up before talking about it.

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People who are drunk at night sometimes wake up very early in the morning.

When Lu Xiaorong woke up, she felt that she was covered in sweat, and she had a headache, dry mouth and tight throat, in short, she was uncomfortable.

She sat up and found that there was no air conditioning in the room, and she was wearing clothes and covered with a thin air conditioning quilt.

After getting out of bed and going to the kitchen refrigerator to get a drink, it was already relatively bright at this time, and when she passed by the living room, she saw Mo Fan asleep on the sofa.

The memory of being drunk yesterday is very vague, but she still remembers it very clearly when she met Mo Fan in the restaurant and bar, and she can guess what happened after that.

Lu Xiaorong turned on the air conditioner, took a thin quilt and gently covered Mo Fan, and after drinking half a bottle of juice, she went to the bathroom to take a bath.

When she was rinsing, she noticed that there was a palm print on the right half, although it was not too obvious, but the force was not too light when she hit it. I vaguely remembered that I seemed to have been beaten by Mo Fan when I went upstairs, and I couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in my heart, this kid is really getting more and more disagreeable.

She struggled to remember how she had gone upstairs, and because her memory was vague, there was a lot of room for imagination. And some things are afraid to reminisce, and after thinking about it, she feels a little hot on her face.

She couldn't help but ask herself, if something really happened, would she regret it?

Then I thought, nothing happened anyway, so why bother with this god.

Putting aside the clutter of thoughts, her mood was low again. After coming out of the shower, seeing that Mo Fan had already sat up, he said, "Did you make a noise?"

"A little, but I've pretty much slept enough. Mo Fan yawned and folded the thin quilt on his body and put it aside.