Text Chapter 143 A Drunken Woman
Lee Jong-hoon took out the key with some difficulty, opened the door, and helped the girl to his sister Lee Ji-eun's room. He tried to let the girl stand against the wardrobe door, and when he went to get a new futon, he just let go, and saw the girl's whole body staggering a few times, and then saw the girl fall forward all of a sudden, and the whole person was put into Lee Jong-hoon's arms, and Lee Jong-hoon subconsciously reached out and grabbed the girl's body to prevent her from falling.
He looked down at the girl in his arms, and found that the girl's face was a little wrong at this time, looking at her slightly frowning eyebrows, as if she was suppressing something. However, Lee Jong-hoon didn't think much about it, she directly picked up the girl horizontally, threw it directly on her sister's bed, and then specially found the futon.
Lee Jong-hoon was really speechless at this time, originally he thought that today was a big luck, the first time he went to the club, and tried to use the method in Li Muchen's memory to talk to the girl, but he didn't expect it to work wonders. Ben was ready to feast on tonight's prey with all his joy... Who knows, he directly got into a big trouble.
"You lie down first, don't move."
While complaining in his heart, he took out the quilt from the closet and put it over the girl's body. He was about to find sobering medicine, when he heard the woman behind him in a daze, muttering to herself:
"I... I.. I'm so uncomfortable. ”
Lee Jong-hoon turned his head and saw the girl's face at this time, and he chuckled unconsciously. Secretly:
"Something bad.."
Thinking of this, he rushed directly to the bathroom, grabbed a noodle plate and rushed towards the bedroom, but when he heard the sound from the bedroom, it made Lee Jong-hoon feel half cold.
"Gross... Vomit... Vomit..."
Lee Jong-hoon looked at the girl speechlessly, and spit on the pillow without even looking at it. He couldn't help but hold his forehead with one hand and let out a long sigh. walked forward quickly, patted the girl's back, and at the same time tore open a pack of wet towels to wipe the corners of the girl's mouth and the filth on her clothes. Seeing that the girl was almost throwing up, he carried the girl to his parents' bedroom again. Then he turned around and threw the filthy sheets and bedding into a large basin and soaked them.
While washing the sheets, Lee Jong-hoon also turned his head to look at his bedroom from time to time, for fear that the girl was making a surprise attack on him. But luckily, the girl may have vomited, so she became quiet at this time, and it seemed that she should not cause any more trouble for herself.
Thinking so, Lee Jong-hoon sped up the movement of his hand, and it was now close to three o'clock in the morning. I'll have to go back to the author's backstage later to see if there's any new news. And just as he was thinking about what to do later, a familiar voice sounded in Lee Jong-hoon's ears again.
"Gross... Vomit... Vomit..."
Hearing this familiar voice, Lee Jong-hoon immediately gave a stir, and without saying a word, he picked up the basin again and rushed towards the bedroom. And when he arrived at the bedroom, it was already late, Lee Jong-hoon looked at the messy bed with a dull face, and then looked at the little girl who was blushing and fluttering, he was about to collapse now.
"Lin Yun'er, you're still over!"
The corners of Lee Jong-hoon's mouth twitched, and he pointed to the girl who was raging on the big bed and said loudly, but the girl was about to vomit as if she hadn't heard his words, and Lee Jong-hoon hurriedly bent down and brought the basin over.
"Gross... Vomit... Vomit..."
The girl wiped her mouth with satisfaction and collapsed into Lee Jong-hoon's arms with her eyes closed, but this time he was a good learner. Sitting directly on the chair, I observed the girl for more than half an hour. After making sure that the other party would not vomit, he put the girl on the last pure land in the family.
"Come on, there's a bunch of unwashed bunches, and here's another bunch. ... I'll wash it again tomorrow. ”
Lee Jong-hoon soaked the sheets and the girl's coat in a large basin, then turned on the computer and briefly looked at the writer's area to see that there was no new news, and was about to ask for code words, but then he heard the soft sound of the girl rolling back and forth behind him, but because of the intermittent voice, Lee Jong-hoon didn't know what the girl was doing. Thinking about him, he subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to see the girl kick off the quilt covering her body.
Lee Jong-hoon is really speechless now, he doesn't know how to say the woman in front of him who is going crazy with alcohol, how old is she, why is she still like a child, and she still likes to kick the quilt?
He shook his head with a wry smile, and then walked to the side of the bed, and when he was about to help the girl re-cover the quilt, he suddenly heard the girl's confused voice like a dream, but the girl's voice was like a gnat, Li Zhongxun listened to it for a long time, and he didn't know whether the girl was talking in a dream or something else. He didn't take this seriously, and was about to sit back in front of the computer, but he heard the girl talk in a daze. So Lee Jong-hoon hesitated for a moment, and then directly attached it to the girl's lips, and heard the girl whisper that the clothes on her body were a little uncomfortable, some wet, and stuck to her body, making her feel very uncomfortable.
After understanding the girl's words again, Lee Jong-hoon's eyes subconsciously fell on the girl's black slim dress, he scratched his face, turned around a little embarrassed, and planned to pretend that nothing happened. Picked up the quilt that the girl had kicked off and helped her cover it, but she kicked it off again not long after.
“....”
Lee Jong-hoon picked at the corner of his eyes, and then covered the girl with a quilt again, but the girl in front of him seemed to be deliberately against him, which suddenly made his head as big as a fight, if it was summer, it would be okay, this little girl, love it. But it's already November. If the girl is left alone, she will have a hangover, and then she will have a cold. The next day, I had a fever.
He frowned and thought for a moment, then finally turned around and walked to his sister's bedroom, picking out a looser casual outfit from the wardrobe. He returned to the room, and found that the girl had shaved off the quilt again, he shook his head helplessly, and walked over to the girl, regardless of whether she could hear or not, and said to himself:
"Hey, I'll help you take off your skirt and stockings first..."
Although Lee Jong-hoon pretended to be a nobody, in the final analysis, he was still a young man who was only sixteen years old. Asking him to help the girl untie her clothes or something, is in itself a matter of the eldest girl's first time on the sedan chair. What's more, the object is still a big star!