But he was driving and was distracted, so he pulled her little hand away and she got in again.
And she kept lighting him on fire with her little hands without realizing it.
If it weren't for the seatbelt, she would probably climb on top of me.
In this way, Liao Yongqiang drove all the way to the hotel and was sweating profusely.
As soon as he parked the car, he hurried out, carried the person horizontally, and went upstairs.
The rooms they booked were next to each other.
At the door, Liao Yongqiang asked her, "Yingying, where is your room key?"
But she was obviously drunk and didn't say a word. She just smiled foolishly and rubbed her face against his.
Liao Yongqiang had no choice but to carry the person to his own room next door.
I took the handbag she was carrying and looked through it, but couldn't find the key.
I was just about to go downstairs to ask the front desk if I could use the spare key to help her open it.
Unexpectedly, Song Yingying suddenly covered her stomach and frowned.
His heart tightened, and he quickly squatted down and asked her: "Yingying, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
But Song Yingying only had time to nod before she heard, "Ugh!"
With a sound, she vomited, vomiting all over herself and Liao Yongqiang's pants.
Now, he couldn't get to the front desk at all.
We must deal with these two people quickly.
The vomit got on my pants, and even the underwear inside was wet.
He hurried into the bathroom, took off his clothes and put on a bathrobe.
Because he hadn't taken a shower yet, he didn't dare change into clean clothes.
The key point was that he was still thinking about Song Yingying outside, so he wiped himself quickly and came out.
But when he saw Song Yingying, he felt melancholy.
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