"I don't sleep!" Shen Ruochu writhed vigorously, trying to break free from his confinement.

Jing Yan had no choice but to tighten her arms and hold harder.

Shen Ruochu seemed to suddenly wake up at this time, "Stop!" I feel so bad I want to throw up! Stop it! ”

Zhang Yue hurriedly stepped on the brakes. Jing Yan also immediately let go of her.

The car was about to stand firm, and Shen Ruochu immediately pushed the car door and jumped out. Ran to the side of the road, bent down and retched one after another.

She ate a lot of food and drank a lot of wine that night.

But I can't spit out anything at this point. The mess of things tangled up in her stomach, turning over the river and the sea, making her uncomfortable.

Jing Yan stood behind Shen Ruochu. Seeing that she was vomiting hard, he raised his hand to pat her on the back to smooth her, but he was not sure if it would make her even more uncomfortable. So after several hesitations, he finally did not fall.

"How do you feel?"

Shen Ruochu was busy with himself, and he didn't hear him speak at all.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked again.

She still ignored him.

Jing Yan stared at her shaky back and frowned, "No, go to the hospital." ”

Shen Ruochu reacted this time, waving his hand with his back to him, "No! After saying that, he stood up straight with his hands on his stomach and stomach, and turned to face him, "I'm just going to feel good when I throw up." ”

But the crux of the matter is that she can't spit it out.

Jing Yan raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. There was obvious disapproval in his expression.

Zhang Yue took tissues and mineral water from the car at this time and sent them over, "Mrs. Jing, it should be better to drink some water." ”

"Thank you." Shen Ruochu smiled weakly at him, reached out to take the mineral water bottle, lowered his head and twisted it for a long time without unscrewing it.

A large hand appeared in her sight.

Jing Yan silently took the water bottle from her hand, easily opened the lid and screwed it back in. He turned his head and took the tissue in Zhang Yue's hand and said to him, "You go to the car and wait first." ”

"Okay, Mr. Jing has something to call me." Zhang Yue nodded and went back to the car.

After Shen Ruochu drank a small half bottle of mineral water, he did feel a little better in his stomach.

In a blink of an eye, I saw a bench on the side of the road, and I stumbled over it. Slumped back in the chair, panting with his head down.

Jing Yan slowly followed, standing in front of Shen Ruochu.

He looked at her condescendingly, and vaguely saw that her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Afraid that she would catch a cold from the wind, he took out two tissues and wiped them for her.

Shen Ruochu was a little drunk at this time, but he hadn't entered an unconscious state yet. Feeling that someone touched him, he lifted his eyelids and looked at them in confusion. He didn't say anything, then lowered his head again and continued to be confused.

The road was quiet, with only the occasional sound of a car engine in the distance.

The dim street lights shrouded in light, softening the night air.

The movements of Jing Yan's hands also became extraordinarily delicate and gentle unconsciously.

Shen Ruochu had been sitting there quietly, not moving or making a sound.

Jing Yan thought she was asleep again, and was about to carry the person back to the car.

As a result, as soon as he touched her, Shen Ruochu suddenly opened his mouth, "I want to sit for a while." ”

He lowered his eyes, looked at her long legs, which were only naked in stockings, and frowned, "Can you go home and sit down?" You're wearing too little, be careful of catching a cold. ”

"I'm uncomfortable and want to blow the wind." Shen Ruochu weakly refused.

"Okay, stay five more minutes."

Shen Ruochu shook his head, "I won't trouble you." You go back first, and leave me alone. ”