People's emotions have a limit. Only by breaking through this limit and collapsing happily can we achieve the purpose of venting. Otherwise, drinking more wine is useless.

Qin Wanrou kept drinking, but did not put down her burden and burst into tears, which showed that the beer just now was not enough to break through her psychological limit.

Therefore, Zhao Sanjin had to use language to stab - stimulate her again.

"Villain! You big villain! Bully me! Let you bully me..." Qin Wanrou was stunned when she met Zhao Sanjin's cold eyes. Suddenly, she threw the wine bottle at Zhao Sanjin and shook her fist.

Zhao Sanjin stretched out an arm and let her fight at will.

Pop, pop, pop

She hit Zhao Sanjin's arm for about twenty or thirty punches in one breath. Qin Wanrou was tired and stopped. However, she didn't give up. She gasped for breath. Then she grabbed Zhao Sanjin's arm, opened her mouth and bit Zhao Sanjin's wrist.

Lie - trough!

When Zhao Sanjin found something wrong, there was a sharp pain in his wrist. Just for a moment, the whole arm was faintly numb.

Oh, Qin Wanrou belongs to a dog. It's biting to death.

Zhao Sanjin tried to push Qin Wanrou away several times, but as soon as he put his hand on her shoulder, he bit his teeth and chose to give up.

Obviously, Qin Wanrou's mood has been stabbed - stimulated to a node, and she is about to collapse.

I can't bear it!

Zhao Sanjin was a little moved by his kindness. Qin Wanrou usually sneered at him, often punched and kicked him, and even pulled him back again and again. But now, he can't bear to push Qin Wanrou away.

Soon, Qin Wanrou's body began to tremble slightly. Then, a hot tear fell on Zhao Sanjin's wrist.

Zhao Sankin sighed, patted Qin Wanrou on the shoulder and was about to comfort her. Unexpectedly, she suddenly loosened her mouth, fell into Zhao Sankin's arms, cried and scolded, "bite you! Bite you! Let you not me... Bad guy! You big bad guy! Sobbing..."

The fist, accompanied by tears, fell on Zhao Sanjin's strong chest.

Qin Wanrou cried very sad and happy, almost hysterical. The grievances, reluctance, complaints and even resentment repressed in the bottom of her heart were like the flood that suddenly broke the dike at this moment, which was completely vented in the form of tears.

Unfortunately, Zhao Sanjin became her vent again.

The wrist bitten by Qin Wanrou left two rows of neat crescent shaped tooth marks. The tooth marks were very deep, red and swollen, and faint blood came out.

Zhao Sanjin felt that the whole arm was slightly numb and moved. She hugged Qin Wanrou's strong trembling shaking shoulder. She was going to coax her like a child, but the big silly girl still didn't play cards according to common sense. I don't know where the strength came from. Her two arms tightly hugged Zhao Sanjin's tiger waist, and the little brain rushed forward, Directly pressed Zhao Sanjin down on the cold floor.

Lie - trough!

Zhao Sanjin was stunned and secretly said that she wouldn't really want to mess with her personality after drinking. Should she attack?

"Don't... don't move..." as Zhao Sanjin was about to struggle, Qin Wanrou closed her eyes and said angrily.

Zhao Sankin rolled his eyes and lay quietly on the floor, letting Qin Wanrou lie on him and press his face on his chest.

Qin Wanrou kept talking nonsense and sobbing: "it's all your fault! It's all your fault, you big villain, heartless man, who abandoned my mother and me. I hate you! I hate you all my life... Sobbing."

"Men don't have a good thing! You don't have to be nice to me. I won't forgive you, absolutely not, never..."

"I, I want to kill you and avenge my mother..."

“……”

Qin Wanrou lost her manners after drinking and chattered endlessly, but what she said was amazing.

Zhao Sanjin immediately understood that Qin Wanrou regarded him as Qin Liben.

Sure enough, Qin Liben had done something to hurt Qin Wanrou and her mother, and it sounded very bad, and the consequences were very serious.

Revenge?

When hearing these two words, Zhao Sankin's heart couldn't help clicking and said to himself, "has Qin Wanrou's mother gone to heaven? Her death is related to Qin Liben?"

Zhao Sanjin listened more and more curious and surprised. He pricked up his ears to find out the whole story. However, Qin Wanrou seemed too fucking comfortable lying on him. At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller. When he reached the key point, he stopped suddenly, and there was no movement at all.

Zhao Sanjin looked up, shit! Qin Wanrou has fallen asleep.

The little red faced egg was pasted on Zhao Sanjin's chest. There were bright tears at the corners of his eyes. The pink tender lips wriggled gently a few times from time to time. Not to mention, Qin Wanrou's sleeping appearance was really quiet and attractive.

"A good girl, it's a pity that she was blinded by hatred!" Zhao Sankin sighed. He was worried that Qin Wanrou would catch a cold after sleeping so long, so he sat up carefully and picked Qin Wanrou up.

Qin Wanrou put her hands around Zhao Sanjin's neck, like an injured kitten, and shrank her head in Zhao Sanjin's arms. Her amazing cooperation even made Zhao Sanjin suspect that she was pretending to sleep.

Downstairs to settle the bill. In the strange eyes of the waiter and the surrounding diners, Zhao Sanjin left the small hotel with Qin Wanrou in his arms.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark outside. It was already evening.

He stopped a taxi and carried Qin Wanrou into the back carriage. Zhao Sankin closely followed, then patted Qin Wanrou on the shoulder and asked, "officer Qin, where do you live? I'll take you home."

Qin Wanrou twisted - moved his body and changed into a more comfortable position. His head tilted and leaned against Zhao Sanjin's shoulder. His mouth smashed, but he couldn't spit a word.

"Hey, wake up, go home and sleep again." Zhao Sankin coughed.

Qin Wanrou hugged Zhao Sanjin's tiger waist, closed her eyes and whispered, "go... Go to your house, I want... To sleep with you..."

Poof!

Hearing this, Qin Wanrou hasn't vomited yet, but Zhao Sanjin almost vomited.

The driver in the front row was a middle-aged uncle in his forties. When he heard Qin Wanrou's nonsense, he looked back and smiled, glanced at Qin Wanrou's eyes, full of envy, and said, "young man, good luck."

Zhao Sanjin stared at him and said coldly, "go to Shengshi international community."

Qin Wanrou was so drunk that she couldn't wake up for a while. Zhao Sanjin didn't know where her house was. It seemed inappropriate to go to a nearby hotel and open a room. There was no way but to take her to Liu Yingying's house first.

"OK."

Envy belongs to envy. The driver's uncle is very happy to be beautiful. He promised. As soon as the soles of his feet step on the accelerator, the taxi clanked and sped away.

After about ten minutes, the taxi stopped at the gate of Shengshi international community.

Zhao Sanjin paid to get off the bus and held Qin Wanrou in his arms. He was still a standard princess.

Qin Wanrou just drank six or seven bottles of beer and bumped in the taxi for more than ten minutes. He was burping all the way. It seems that he may spit out at any time.

Seeing this, Zhao Sanjin quickened his pace.

However, this is of little use

All the way, she helped and carried her back. She finally came to the door of Liu Yingying's house. Zhao Sanjin put down Qin Wanrou and supported her slender waist and limb with one hand. With the other hand, she took out the key and was ready to open the door. At the moment when the key was inserted into the lock ass, she suddenly trembled. In the end, she couldn't resist it and vomited out.

The pungent smell filled the whole corridor in an instant.

What's more depressing is that Qin Wanrou was confused and couldn't grasp the direction of vomiting. She vomited Zhao Sanjin and herself, but didn't vomit much on the ground.

"Shit!" Zhao Sanjin opened his mouth and scolded.

Zhao Sanjin covered his nose and pushed open the door. He quickly took Qin Wanrou to the sofa in the living room, and then put two washbasins beside her to vomit whatever she wanted.

Fortunately, Liu Jiaojiao goes to school and stays at the film and Television College in the evening. Liu Yingying hasn't finished work yet, and Aunt Liu seems to have gone out to buy vegetables and is not at home. There are only Zhao Sanjin and Qin Wanrou at home.

Qin Wanrou was carefree. After vomiting, she lay on the sofa, tilted her head and slept again. Her clothes were covered with stains, and she didn't care.

Zhao Sanjin took off his clothes and put them on a blister. He frowned and looked at Qin Wanrou. He was hesitant. Grandma is a bear. Do you want to help her take off her clothes?

Qin Wanrou can't sleep with those filth, but men and women are indifferent. If you help her take off her clothes, how can you explain to her when she wakes up tomorrow?

"Stink! Stink!"

Just when Zhao Sanjin was at a loss, Qin Wanrou suddenly frowned, whispered a few times, then put her hands on her chest and began to tear her clothes.

Seeing this, Zhao Sankin was immediately dumbfounded.

I'm so fucking drunk that I still know the smell?

There was no way. Zhao Sankin sighed, so he had to walk over a few steps, hold Qin Wanrou in his waist, stride into the bathroom, and think about washing her face with cold water, which might make her sober