Chapter 88: Mr. Jing, Is There Still Anything Else?
Four-eyed gaze.
Without waiting for Shi Su to speak, before the next-door neighbor who was noisy by Shi Su's knock on the door opened the door and came out, Jing Jihan suddenly and directly pulled the woman who was shaking in front of the door and almost unsteady into the door.
Shi Su entered the door unexpectedly, staggered and fell into his arms the moment the door closed, his head resting on his chest, but he immediately tried to step back, stood up straight, and then looked up at the tall man again, staring at him and glaring at him.
The woman was full of alcohol, and obviously drank a lot.
Jing Jihan's eyebrows were cold: "Actually drinking?" ”
Shi Su was still just staring at him, and after dozens of seconds, he burped unceremoniously in his face.
Facing the man's instantly cold gaze like a black cloud pressing down on the city, Shi Su only smiled meaninglessly, and bypassed him to walk inside.
As a result, he was just about to pass by him, and at the moment when he passed by, his arm suddenly tightened, and he was suddenly pulled back by the man.
She almost didn't stand still, and quickly leaned back against the door, looking up at him blankly: "What are you doing?" ”
"Shoes." The man stood under the lamp, his voice was cold.
Shi Su was stunned, and immediately lowered his head to look, only to find that he had not taken off his shoes, so he immediately giggled, took off his shoes, put on his indoor slippers again, and when he walked past him again, he subconsciously raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, thanking her for helping her open the door when she came back without the key.
But as soon as his hand was raised, before it touched the man's shoulder, he suddenly didn't know what he thought, paused in mid-air, then put down his hand and walked directly to the sofa.
Jing Jihan noticed the sudden stagnation in her hand, and stood in place for a moment without moving.
Shi Su sat on the sofa and leaned back as if he had lost his strength, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, looking at the lamp on the ceiling motionlessly, as if he didn't feel dazzling, and his eyes didn't blink.
Looking at it, the figure of the man suddenly walked over and appeared in her eyes.
Shi Su blinked at this time, but the blinking movement was very slow, and then grinned at him, and after laughing, he rolled his eyes at him like a nervous disorder, sat up straight on the sofa, and no longer looked at him.
Jing Jihan was too lazy to worry about a drunkard, and asked, "Is there any sobering tea at home?" ”
Shi Su still ignored him, suddenly lowered his head, burrowed his head between the back of the sofa and the pillow, and shrank there as if he wanted to isolate any sound.
Jing Jihan picked up the pillow.
Shi Su maintained the action of lying on the sofa, raised his hand and grabbed it in mid-air: "I'm not drunk, I don't need to sober up, give it back to me!" ”
Jing Jihan not only didn't give it to her, threw the pillow heavily on the sofa opposite, leaned down and was about to help the person sit up, but Shi Su suddenly tried to shake off his hand, but he couldn't shake it off and began to struggle: "Go away!" ”
"Don't mess around, drink so much and want to go out tomorrow with a headache?" Jing Jihan pressed her hand that resisted indiscriminately.
Shi Su struggled a few more times and didn't break away, suddenly raised his face, glared at him, and scolded unceremoniously: "Bastard!" ”
Jing Jihan met her gaze, and his cold eyebrows jumped, but he didn't expect to be scolded innocently.
"You!" Shi Su couldn't shake him off, both hands were held by his powerful hands, and he just stared at him: "You ......"
Before he could say anything, his stomach suddenly churned, and he vomited instinctively, and hurriedly tried desperately to break free of his hand, and then looked at him with an unbearable expression as if asking for help.
Seeing that she wanted to vomit, Jing Jihan had just let go of one of her hands and was about to help her go to the bathroom, when Shi Su quickly raised his hand and pointed to his mouth, seeing that his other hand had not been let go, he was in a hurry, so he suddenly turned his head and lowered his head and bit the back of his hand directly.
The bite she bit didn't grasp the proportions at all, the bite was extremely heavy, Jing Jihan immediately let go of her wrist, Shi Su quickly turned around and ran into the main bathroom, and when she opened the toilet lid, there was a heart-rending vomiting, and there was no food to spit out, only wine, all wine.
Jing Jihan looked at the tooth marks on the back of his hand that were clearly and clearly visible, and was speechless.
In the bathroom, Jing Jihan ignored the marks and sporadic bloodshots on the back of his hand that were ruthlessly bitten out by her, and sent a message to Lu Zhao, who had been near the community.
Lu Zhao moved quickly, and five minutes later, the hangover tea was served.
"Mr. Jing, do you need anything?" Before the door was closed, Lu Zhao asked.
Jing Jihan's action of closing the door stopped for a moment, and he threw down a sentence in a cold tone: "Find out where Shi Su has been tonight, including the reason why she suddenly drank so much wine." ”
The words fell, and the door was closed directly.
Shi Su had almost vomited, and he could still smell the unpleasant smell on his body when he was drunk like this, frowning with disgust, and rushed into the bathroom in the master bedroom.
Jing Jihan brought in the sobering tea and went to boil water for her to make the sobering tea.
The water in the bathroom was rattling, the water had been boiled, the decanting tea had been brewed, and even as time passed, the water temperature gradually became less hot.
Shi Su still hadn't finished washing and hadn't come out of the bathroom yet.
After waiting for about seven or eight minutes, it was more than half an hour since Su entered the bathroom.
Jing Jihan walked back to the master bedroom and heard the sound of water from the shower inside, but there was no other movement.
He knocked on the door: "Wash it and come out, drink the sobering tea before going to sleep." ”
In response to him, there was still only the sound of water.
"Shi Su?"
Still no response.
Jing Jihan groaned for two seconds and pulled the door open.
As soon as I walked in, I saw that Shi Su had already taken a shower and changed his clothes, and he was sitting on the changing bench inside and fell asleep against the wall, and the shower in the bathroom inside the partition forgot to turn off, and the water had flowed out a lot from the inside.
The ground was full of messes, she sat there and slept in the corner of the wall, smacking her lips from time to time, her half-wet hair hung down on her shoulders, and a few strands were wrapped around her neck, Shi Su raised her hand uncomfortably and scratched her neck, she had just taken a hot bath for too long, causing her skin to be too delicate and sensitive, and she was full of red marks after just scratching twice.
Shi Su leaned uncomfortably in the corner of the wall, frowned and moved his head to the side, and his body fell downward in an instant.
Jing Jihan walked in, turned off the shower, and the moment he looked back, his long arm quickly stretched out to catch her, Shi Su just leaned his head into the man's arms, and comfortably rubbed his cheek on his chest, and raised his arm to wrap around his neck, found a more comfortable angle, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.
The humidity in the bathroom is too heavy, and Shi Su has not yet dried his hair, so it is not good to continue to sleep here.
Jing Jihan picked the person up, walked out of the bathroom, and put him on the bed in the master bedroom, before turning around and going out to get her sobering tea.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, Shi Su suddenly got up from the bed, and followed him with half-wet hair like a wandering spirit, and she followed him wherever he went.