Chapter 1685： Senior, I feel uncomfortable

In the process of eating, I also deliberately lowered the heat, so that it cooks slowly and takes a long time.

Wang Jiaohua kept her head down, unaware of his small movements.

I just feel like I haven't been familiar with it for so long.

They haven't been here for hot pot before, but they didn't cook it for that long.

The dishes were not yet cooked, and it was embarrassing to sit dry, so she could only divert her attention by drinking.

A hot pot, eating for nearly four hours, when they came out of the hot pot restaurant, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

It took too long, and Wang Jiaohua drank a lot of wine, and she walked a little erratic.

She suddenly wobbled in high heels.

When I walked out the door, I staggered and almost fell.

"Be careful."

Fang Jiming hurriedly supported her, Wen Xiangruan and Yu fell into his arms, and the familiar feeling made him tighten her hands.

He rolled his throat up and down a few times, reluctant to let go.

Although Wang Jiaohua was a little drunk, she still kept her sense.

Struggling to stand firm, then withdrew from his arms.

The person in his arms suddenly left, and Fang Jiming felt disappointed.

"I'm leaving now, goodbye."

Wang Jiaohua staggered to take a taxi, and Fang Jiming hurriedly followed, "I will send you back."

"No need, I just take a taxi and go home."

"It's so late, I don't worry about you alone, Jiaojiao, let me see you off."

His tone was a little humble begging, he just wanted to send her off.

Get a little more time to get along.

Wang Jiaohua was a little dizzy, and she agreed when her heart softened.

Inside the car, she was drunk, her consciousness was a little confused, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were like mist.

I looked around, then leaned on the car window and looked out, "Senior, why doesn't the car move?"

The familiar name made Fang Jiming's heart tumbling, followed by endless sourness.

It's been a long time... I haven't heard her call him like that.

"The car is moving, you just don't feel drunk."

After he finished speaking, he gently stepped on the accelerator and the car started slowly.

It's just that speed. If you race against the tortoise, Mr. tortoise will take the first place!

"Senior, why the car is so slow, I feel uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable." His voice, a little nervous, quickly stopped the car, and then unfastened the seat belt to see her.

"The head is a little dizzy and a little nauseous." Wang Jiaohua raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

After drinking too much alcohol, my head is not only dizzy, but also a little painful.

Fang Jiming felt a little distressed, "Would you like to go out and blow the air, sober and sober?"

What I thought was that if she went down to blow the hair, then they could take a walk together and get along for a while.

However, Wang Jiaohua shook her head, "No, just drive faster."

Fang Jiming pursed his lips, "The car broke down...can't drive fast..."

Wang Jiaohua, "..."

The tens of millions of luxury cars actually broke...

Don't take it to repair...

There was another burst of alcohol, and her head hurts even more, frowning, seemingly uncomfortable.

Fang Jiming rolled down the car window to let the evening breeze in.

Wang Jiaohua finally felt more comfortable.

But her head still hurts a little, she rubbed it gently.

Fang Jiming raised his hand and pressed it on her temples to help her gently massage.

The touch under his fingertips was so soft and smooth that he couldn't put it down.

At such a close distance, he could clearly see her face and smell the faint fragrance of her.

Looking down, you can vaguely see an alluring ditch.