When they returned to the hotel, in order to avoid being recognized, Meng Junzhe and his assistant took some effort to get Zhou Chenshuang back to their room.

Zhou Chenshuang was reluctant to do it all the way, and there was a fire burning in her stomach, which was so hot. The first thing she did after opening the door was to stumble into the toilet and vomit in her arms.

It was not until her bile was almost spit out that she softened her feet and fell to the floor, her head hitting heavily on the glass door in the bathroom, and she groaned, not caring about the pain.

Meng Junzhe pulled her off the cold floor, pulled off the towel hanging on the shelf, wet it, and wiped her face.

"Not comfortable?" he asked.

Zhou Chenshuang struggled to utter two syllables, and her body fell softly in his arms, feeling uncomfortable and uncomfortable everywhere.

The stomach was overwhelming, and she spitted out again while holding the sink. She survived the clothes, but her long scattered hair was affected and some filth was splashed.

Meng Junzhe grabbed her hair and put it under the faucet to rinse it, then took a towel to wipe the corner of her mouth. Zhou Chenshuang was still unconscious, and her stomach would not be able to bear it if she vomited any more.

He turned around and said to his assistant, "Go and buy some sobering medicine."

The assistant did as he said.

When Zhou Chenshuang's condition was a little more stable, Meng Junzhe helped her to the sofa, and the drunk woman fell into the sofa, her hair was wet against her cheeks and neck.

Meng Junzhe pushed her wet and cold hair apart for her. Because she vomited too hard, Zhou Chenshuang's face was pale, but her lips were red, her eyebrows were twisted together, and her expression was painful.

Hot water may make her stomach more comfortable. Meng Junzhe stood up and looked for an electric kettle for boiling water in the room. He picked up half a pot of cold water and plugged it in.

The electric kettle was snoring, breaking the silence of the room.

Meng Junzhe stood in front of the electric kettle and was stunned for a while. He turned around and looked at the scattered figure on the sofa, and tweaked his hair in dismay.

What kind of wine did she drink?

The water boiled, Meng Junzhe found a cup, poured half a cup of boiling water, and then unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and mixed it.

The water temperature was just right, so he took it over and helped Zhou Chenshuang up with the power of his other hand.

"Come on, drink some water."

Zhou Chenshuang's consciousness was still blurred. She closed her eyes and drank a few sips of hot water. She poured warmth into her stomach, making her feel more comfortable.

"Did you feel better?"

Zhou Chenshuang leaned against the back of the sofa, nodded, and opened her eyes with great difficulty.

There were ghosts in front of me, dizzyingly spinning, and only the vague outline of the man could be seen.

She was drunk too deeply that no one could recognize her. She stretched out her hand, shook her finger at the person in front of her, and muttered: "Who are you?"

Meng Junzhe held her hand and put it down, and his tone was inaudible: "Meng Junzhe."

"Meng Junzhe, Meng Junzhe, Meng Junzhe..." Zhou Chenshuang murmured and repeated his name.

Meng Junzhe went to the bathroom to wipe her hair with a dry towel. She looked like she could fall asleep at any time, and she would easily have headaches when sleeping with wet hair.

Zhou Chenshuang let his movements, her eyes falling on his face without any focus.

"How could Meng Junzhe be here?"

He sighed, raised his eyes and asked, "Then tell me why you can drink?"

Zhou Chenshuang shook her head and replied inconsistently: "I seem to have forgotten something important. The wine is sweet, so I took a few more sips, and then..."

He was drunk and couldn't speak clearly. Meng Junzhe gave up the idea of ​​communicating with her, wiped her hair dry, and fed her another sip of water.

"You can rest here for a while, wait for your assistant to come back, take sobering medicine before going to bed."

He got up and put a towel in the bathroom. Zhou Chenshuang noticed that he was about to leave, so she suddenly got up and grabbed his arm: "You are not allowed to leave!"

However, she had no strength on her legs, and she fell forward. Meng Junzhe turned around and her head hit his chest.

Without firmly standing, he just held her shoulders and the two of them fell back together. The moment the back hit the floor, he still did not forget to protect Zhou Chenshuang's head with his hands, and he was afraid that she would be injured and would not care about supporting her with his hands.

The floor was covered with carpets, which were soft, but the strong impact still made him groan.

Zhou Chen sighed "Ouch" and then disappeared. He lay on Meng Junzhe in an extremely strange posture.

Meng Junzhe frowned and calmed down for a moment, reached out and gently pushed the person on his body: "Chenshuang, get up first."

Zhou Chenshuang hugged him tighter: "I can't afford it! If you get up, you'll leave."

"I won't leave, I'll put the towel."

"I don't believe it!"

Zhou Chen was so excited that he was so impatient that his legs were tightly wrapped around him. He fell too suddenly, and the hem of the skirt under her was climbing up irregularly, and her long white and straight legs were not covered at all.

Meng Junzhe looked up at the neck, and his throat instantly felt like a long-drought wasteland, dry and astringent.

"Get up first." He pushed her again.

Zhou Chenshuang rubbed his chest: "Oh~ I remembered that I have something big to do. Listen to me, I - Zhou Chenshuang, I like you!"

Meng Junzhe's eyes were condensed, and countless voices burst out from his head.

Does she know who she is talking to?

He couldn't pretend to hear nothing, patted her on the cheek, and asked, "Who do you like? Make it clear."

For some reason, for a moment, he was a little afraid that the name she was going to say next was not him.

Zhou Chenshuang raised her hand, couldn't find the direction, and pointed at the ceiling: "You! It's you! I liked it at first sight..."

Meng Junzhe asked: "Name, what is the name of the person you like?"

"He's called..."

The lying position was maintained for too long, his abdomen was squeezed, and his stomach began to feel uncomfortable again. Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chenshuang retwrinkled a few times, pressed his hand on his chest, and struggled to get up.

"Wait a minute, this place doesn't work, don't..."

After all, she didn't have time to get up, so she vomited on the carpet. Fortunately, she hadn't forgotten that there was someone under her and she didn't vomit on Meng Junzhe, but the smell was also choking enough.

Meng Junzhe felt his temple jump suddenly.

After vomiting, Zhou Chen leaned back to Meng Junzhe softly and fainted completely.

After the assistant bought the medicine, he happened to see this scene. Zhou Chenshuang was wearing disheveled clothes and pressed against Meng Junzhe with helpless expressions, next to her was vomiting.

With the help of his assistant, Zhou Chenshuang was helped to bed by the two of them.

Meng Junzhe's face was not very good, and his assistant didn't dare to ask anything. He stared blankly at him and locked himself in the bathroom. It took a while before he came out. His clothes were wiped with a wet towel, and there were still water drops on his face.

The assistant sighed in his heart. Even such a situation did not strangle Zhou Chenshuang to death. This man's patience is too strong, it must be true love!

Zhou Chenshuang stopped making trouble after sleeping. Meng Junzhe did not go back to his hotel, worried that if she vomited in the middle of the night and could not get up, she would be blocked by foreign objects. That was not a trivial matter.

He and his assistant discussed that the two of them took turns to take care of her at night, but in fact, the assistant went to the sofa to sleep in the second half of the night, and only he was waiting for Zhou Chen to enjoy himself.

Zhou Chenshuang got up and vomited several times at night, and there was almost nothing in her stomach to vomit, and later she was vomiting water.

Meng Junzhe kept her for a night and had to film the next day. He closed his eyes for a while when it was almost dawn. He had to rush to the set before he slept for a long time. His scenes were full that day.

He was sure that Zhou Chenshuang was not seriously injured, so he sent her a WeChat message on his mobile phone and left quietly.

Zhou Chenshuang woke up, and there was no one around her. The assistant went back to her room to change her clothes.

She had a severe headache. She wanted to get up, but she was dizzy and fell down and sniffed for a while.

The situation was getting better. She reached out to touch the phone on the bedside table. It was nine o'clock in the morning. There were several app push messages in the status bar. After pulling down, she saw the WeChat message Meng Junzhe sent her.

【have a good rest.】

Zhou Chenshuang sat up suddenly, covered her head and began to recall everything about last night.

Oh my God, she was actually drunk!!

Wait, what else happened? Who sent her back? Meng Junzhe saw her like this?

She doesn't remember anything!

The little assistant and the room waiter came in together. Zhou Chenshuang was drunk last night and the carpet was also affected. They also had to pay the hotel cleaning fee.

Zhou Chenshuang saw her assistant, rushed down from the bed with barefoot and grabbed her shoulder: "What happened last night?"

When the assistant mentioned this, she was angry and said sadly that she saw everything she saw, but she had no idea what Zhou Chenshuang did to Meng Junzhe during the time she left to buy medicine.

After hearing this, Zhou Chenshuang felt a little "splied".

It's over.

She locked herself in the bathroom and looked at the message Meng Junzhe sent her over and over again, not knowing what to do. Before they were together, he saw such a bad side of himself. It was over, it was really over, it was so embarrassing.

She called Yan Meng several times, and Yan Meng was going to film, and she didn't return to her until noon.

She told Yan Meng about what happened last night and wanted Yan Meng to help her make an idea, but Yan Meng was not reliable, so she asked her to ask Meng Junzhe directly.

Yan Meng said this and didn't say it. How dare she dare! What if she did something extraordinary!

After thinking about it, Zhou Chenshuang went back to Meng Junzhe:

[Sorry, I really didn't expect to get drunk last night. Thank you for taking care of me. If I did something out of place or said something out of place, don't mind.]

The news was sent out, and the stones were sinking into the sea. Zhou Chenshuang couldn't wait for the other party to reply until late at night.

She was upset about why she was so stupid, and that such an important thing was messed up.
To be continued...