Chapter 215 If he opens his eyes and sees someone else’s wife, his life will be over
Jiang Jinzhou searched on the back of the front seat for a while, but couldn't find it, so he lay quietly on the back seat without saying a word, as if he had fallen asleep.
By the time Liang Xiulan sent him home, he was so drunk that he couldn't stand up.
His whole body was pressed on Liang Xiulan's small body, and she carried him back home.
Liang Xiulan threw him onto the bed, panting with exhaustion. She panted for a while beside the bed, then bent down to take off his shoes and clothes.
After taking off her pants and preparing to leave, Jiang Jinzhou grabbed her hand.
He forced himself to sit up, put his arms around her waist, pressed her into his arms, and hugged her tightly with his arms, crying.
"Xiu Lan, I can do whatever she says! I can do it for you."
"I don't want to be with you just to get married, I want to marry you just to be with you."
"I know how much you hate my family, I know...
If you don’t want to go home with me, we won’t go home. If you don’t want to marry me, we don’t have to get married.”
"I just want to be with you~~Xiu Lan... Do you understand..."
"I just want to be with you... Can't we just get along without getting married? Please... Can we just reconcile?"
"Just think of it as pity for me, even if it's just for one meal with me a day, okay... please..."
He leaned on her shoulder, his shoulders trembling, crying like an unwanted child.
Liang Xiulan felt the hot tears sliding down her shoulders, burning her heart.
He really has made many concessions for her, and this seems to have reached his limit. Now he doesn't even care about the official status, as long as they can be together.
He looked so pitiful now, she really couldn't help it.
I was cruel so many times, but in the end I still succumbed to his tears.
A crying child gets candy, and a crying man gets loved.
Liang Xiulan did not answer him, but put her arms around him, biting her lip, holding back tears, and gently stroking his back to comfort him.
The sad time did not last long.
The man was getting more and more drunk. Liang Xiulan noticed that he was about to vomit and quickly took him to the toilet.
The designer of this toilet should be a graduate of a prestigious university, so he is more familiar with the separation of wet and dry areas.
The two doors in front of the squat toilet are raised by two centimeters, so that when someone else is taking a shower, another person will not get their shoes wet.
But he didn't consider that the person living in this room might drink so much one day that he couldn't open his eyes or lift his feet.
Liang Xiulan struggled to help the man to the toilet, but before he even reached the squat toilet, he tripped over the so-called waterproof platform and rushed straight to the wall without any warning.
His shoulders and head hit the wall, and then bounced back, falling backwards onto the ground, his head just missing the squat toilet.
The collision came unexpectedly. Liang Xiulan stood at the door at a loss, sighing in her heart.
This designer is really amazing, the size and angle are just right.
Jiang Jinzhou still had a trace of consciousness. He struggled to get up, lay on the squat toilet and began to vomit, vomiting accurately into the pit, without Liang Xiulan having to worry about it at all.
But she was a little worried that he would dive in after vomiting.
I squatted on the ground with the paper in my hand, waiting quietly for him to finish vomiting.
Just as she expected, he suddenly lost his strength and his head fell into the squat toilet.
Liang Xiulan quickly grabbed his hair and lifted him up. He was almost merged with the vomit, but luckily she was quick.
She lifted his head, wiped it with paper, picked him up from the ground, pressed him against the wall, and went to flush the toilet.
Jiang Jinzhou was as soft as a puddle of mud at this time, sliding straight to the ground against the wall. As soon as Liang Xiulan turned around, he sat on the ground.
He was already naked, and Liang Xiulan had left him a pair of underwear. Now even his underwear was dirty. Sigh...
Move a stool to the toilet, let him sit down, turn on the shower and rinse him.
In this day and age, most people don’t install shower heads in their homes. Even if they do, they are iron pipes without movable shower heads.
Liang Xiulan could only hold the basin, shower him while pouring water on him, and wipe him with a towel.
When I tried to help him take off his dirty underwear, he held back and refused to let me.
He stiffened his neck and said, "Who are you? Get out of here! Can you... just take this thing off?"
He has a strong sense of vigilance. Even when he is so drunk, he still knows how to protect himself.
Liang Xiulan pulled several times but failed to pull his hand free from his underwear, so she twisted his wrist impatiently.
"Stupid B! Get out!"
He felt pain and quickly withdrew his hand, rubbing it back and forth, pouting and looking aggrieved.
Liang Xiulan ignored him, pulled off his underwear, and washed him.
After washing, let him stand up, turn around and hold on to the wall.
But he covered his important parts in front of him and refused to help.
Liang Xiulan raised her hand and slapped him on the butt: "Stupid B! Raise your hands! Help me!"
After being slapped twice in a row, he raised his hand obediently.
Finally, after washing, Liang Xiulan turned off the water, wiped his body, and sent him back to the bedroom.
I helped him sit on the bed and wiped his hair before letting him lie down.
"Hmm... I'm so thirsty... Mom... pour me some water..."
Liang Xiulan: My dear son, mom is coming!
She threw down the towel, poured him some water, helped him up to drink it, and pushed him back onto the bed.
At this time, he started crying again.
"Wuwuwuwu... Liang Xiulan... Fuck you... Wuwuwuwu..."
Liang Xiulan had just put down her teacup when she heard him say this and immediately glared at him.
She strode to the bed and twisted his face.
"Try to curse again!"
Jiang Jinzhou covered his face and cried and cursed: "Fuck your uncle..."
Liang Xiulan twisted her hand again: "If you keep swearing!"
Jiang Jinzhou: "Wuwuwuwu... Your uncle..."
Liang Xiulan grunted again.
Jiang Jinzhou covered his face with his hands and cried breathlessly.
"Wuwuwu... Why are you so cruel... Why don't you want me..."
"Liang Xiulan...tell me, why are you so cruel?"
"Fuck you..."
Still scolding!
He covered his face, and Liang Xiulan began to twist his arm, this time cursing and twisting it twice.
Jiang Jinzhou cried until midnight. It was not known whether it was because Liang Xiulan pinched him or because he felt too sad and wronged. In short, he suffered a lot.
In the morning, Jiang Jinzhou was woken up by the alarm clock.
As soon as I turned over, I smelled a familiar feminine scent.
He was startled and opened his eyes suddenly. After seeing the person next to him clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I didn’t enter the wrong door last night.
If he opened his eyes and saw someone else's wife, his life would be over.
She should have been the one who sent me back last night.
It seems that she still has some affection for him.
He curled his lips, raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek. He caught a glimpse of his arm out of the corner of his eye and was suddenly stunned.
Why are my arms all bruised? What happened last night?
He lost his memory.
He quickly looked at his other arm, which was also covered with purple scars.
He tried hard to recall, but felt a headache again. He reached out and touched it, and found a big lump.
“Hiss…ah…”
When I raise my hand, my shoulder hurts, and my face hurts too. What's going on?
Why do I wake up feeling like I've been beaten up? My butt hurts a bit too.
I reached out and touched it, but my underpants were gone.
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