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The summer night breeze was more comfortable, and when I got out of the bar, I felt a little cool, and the damn bad guy still took me away in the most embarrassing way.

"You...... Tell me down......" I cried out weakly, and lay on his shoulder, and the road was so bumpy that my stomach began to churn, and my head was shaken drowsily.

"Let you down, what if you run away?" He still strode forward.

"I ...... I'm so uncomfortable......" I cried, resisting the urge in my chest, and said intermittently, "You ...... again If you don't let me down, I'll throw up on you......"

"You want to throw up? Why didn't you say it earlier? The wicked man stopped when he heard this, and then slowly put me down, and I gave him a blank look, thinking to myself, if I knew that this sentence was useful, I would not waste so much saliva scolding him.

"Are you feeling better now?" He slowly stroked my back, looked at me with a worried expression, and spoke softly.

"Hmm......" I shook my head deliberately, my face wrinkled.

"Can you go? My car is parked over there......" he helped me and pointed in the direction of the parking lot.

"......Well, I can't walk...... I continued to shake my head, flattened my mouth, pressed my hands to my chest from time to time, and pretended to be in pain that I wanted to vomit but couldn't, in fact, after getting off his shoulder, it was much more comfortable, and after a wine burp, I didn't want to vomit much.

"What then?" He asked.

"You're carrying me." I looked at him pitifully, but I was thinking about it.

"I'm carrying you?" He looked at me in disbelief and asked again, "Do you really want me to carry you?" ”

"yes, do you carry it?" I looked at him.

"Okay...... I'll carry ......" Seeing my aggrieved look, he nodded helplessly, then walked up to me and half-squatted, and said, "Come on." ”

I stood behind him, adjusted my breathing, put my hands on my waist triumphantly, and laughed silently in the sky, and after a while, the wicked man saw that I had not gone up, so he looked back at me and urged, "Come up quickly." ”

"Oh." I replied with a wicked smile, I just don't come forward.

"Okay, no?" He asked again.

"Squatting down a little, so high, how can I climb up?" I deliberately made it difficult for him, biting my lip to hold back my laughter, for fear that my voice would be revealed.

"......" The wicked man tilted his head, looked ahead, and immediately squatted down, this posture was like a pregnant woman practicing yoga. ――b

"Ready, I'm coming up......" I resisted the urge to laugh and tiptoed back a few steps.

"Less nonsense, hurry up." He was getting impatient.

Seeing that he was still motionless and half-squatting, I immediately ran forward with all my strength, and my heart was extremely happy, and I finally vented the fire in my stomach tonight.

After a while, a poignant male voice behind him kept shouting, "Han Yueqiao......", which made people shudder.