"Ouch." Just as she wanted to get up, she felt her headache as if it was going to crack. "It's killing me. How can I feel so bad?"
"Well, you know how hard it is." Zou Cheng black face, lazy against the door, hands crossed on the chest, the tone is not good said.
Jing Wei tries to open her eyes and looks to the door. It took a long time to see clearly that Zoucheng was standing by the door. She frowned, trying to recall what happened yesterday.
Although she has been very hard to let his brain as fast as possible to turn up, but still can only vaguely remember a little bit of fuzzy fragments.
It seems that last night, because the performance was very successful, I was very happy and celebrated with them, so I drank two more glasses. Then, what else did you say?
"What did you say?" Jing Wei shook her head in distress, but the more she shook her head, the more dizzy it was, and the more painful it was.
"It's broken." Zoucheng didn't say it well.
"Well, where is this? Why are you here?" Jing Wei later found that she was lying in a strange room, and quickly checked her clothes. Found that in addition to some messy clothes, or good to wear in their own body, just a sigh of relief.
"Well, I said if you had too many TV dramas. I don't want to look at you now. No matter how well you have a good appetite, you probably can't eat any more. " Zou Cheng looked at Jing Wei with disgust, and felt sad for her later female consciousness. "Besides, it's too late for you to make such a move now."
"I said I'm sick to death. How can your mouth be so poisonous?" Jing Wei struggling to get up, but just a stand up, head more dizzy up, almost fell to the ground.
Zoucheng quickly walked over and held the tottering Jing Wei, "I said you can't drink, don't drink. Last night, you had a good drink. Now you know the taste of hangover is not good."
"I said, can you say less. You uncle, I'm going to throw up what you said Said, Jing Wei suddenly covered his mouth, "quick, quick take me to the bathroom, I want to vomit."
"Oh, you're in trouble." Although Zou Cheng said so, he dragged Jing Wei to the bathroom, put her beside the pool, patted Jing Wei on the back, "spit, spit, spit out, it's comfortable, I have experience in this."
But after vomiting for a long time, Jing Wei still didn't spit out, but her tears were choked out a lot.
Looking at Jing Wei with tears and snot, Zou Cheng has no choice but to pat her on the back, trying to make her more comfortable.
"Well, are you trying to murder?" Jing Wei, who barely raised her head from the pool, coughed and glared at Zoucheng, blaming her.
"What?" Zoucheng didn't respond. I don't know why Jing Wei said, "what do you mean?"
"I said, you slapped me on the back so hard to kill me. You don't have to do this to me, do you, no matter how much I can bear it Jing Wei wiped her mouth and stood up straight, facing Zou Cheng.
Zoucheng was angry with Jing Wei, but he didn't get angry. He said, "I don't know how to bite LV Dongbin. I'm kind enough to help you, but you blame me. Did I make you drink? Did I make you feel bad? "
"All right, all right." Jing Wei is too lazy to say, waved, "you go, you stand here, I can't spit out."
In fact, she didn't want to let Zou Cheng see his embarrassed side, so she was so anxious to drive him out.
Zou Cheng sighed and said, "OK, OK, I'll just pat it gently. I was a little worried just now. I didn't control my hand well. "
"No matter, I feel dizzy and can't spit out. It's all sour water. Next time, if anyone drinks again, he will be a dog. " Jing Wei is also no strength to support, simply broken pot broken to the ground to sit down, head powerless hanging down, buried in the knee.
Looking at Jing Wei's behavior like a child playing tricks on her, Zou Cheng was silly and urged, "I said," look where you still have a little girl's appearance, how can you still fall to the ground. Get up quickly, the ground is cold, don't get sick again, but I don't have time to take care of another patient. "
Jing Wei didn't even lift her head, so she just answered him with the back of her head, "I'm going to die. Don't worry about me."
"You, you are enough." Zoucheng fork waist, vomit a breath, also not good, so put Jingwei no matter. Simply roll up the sleeve, set up Jing Wei's arm from the back, just pulled her up, "get up quickly, see what you look like."
In this way, Zoucheng dragged the feeble Jing Wei to the bed again. As soon as she got back to bed, Jing Wei simply collapsed on the bed and continued to wail, "it's hard, it's hard, it's hard to die."
Zoucheng looked at such Jing Wei, really angry and helpless, "I really can't think of it, I live to such a big, even encounter this kind of thing. It's never too old to learn. "
"Don't be sarcastic. I'm sick to death." Lying on the bed, Jing Wei is very dizzy, and her stomach is also upset.
"I see, you didn't eat anything yesterday, just drink. Now where there is something in the stomach that can vomit, and it is estimated that it was a little cold last night, so it is so uncomfortable. " Zoucheng saw Jing Wei's sleeping face last night. It's estimated that nine times out of ten she had a cold.
Jing Wei propped up her heavy head and raised her eyes to stare at Zou Cheng. "You're not a doctor. What's the use of saying that. Now that I'm like this, you can see my jokes. " People who have a hangover are always angry to get up. This next good, Jing Wei simply will be angry at Zoucheng's body.
Hearing the word "doctor", Zou Cheng's face changed slightly, but then he turned around and walked outside the door, saying, "I'll go out for a while. This is ADO's room. You can rest assured."
"Addo?" Jing Wei wants to ask more questions. Before she opens her mouth, she hears the door shut by Zoucheng. Jing Wei is frightened, thinking that where he is, he has provoked this cranky uncle again. How just still good, how to say angry angry ah.