After a while, a man came over, took a glass of wine, and asked her if she wanted to have two drinks together.

She immediately refused, and the man said several words to her. Zhimian felt that he was not a good person and had a firm attitude, so the man gave up.

She glanced at the group of boys who had been looking at her in the dark. She was afraid that something would happen, so she sent a message to Liang Zhiyi. Liang Zhiyi said she would come back soon, but before she could come back, a group of men suddenly stood up and quickly left the nightclub, just like running away.

"You didn't drink the wine they gave you?"

Liang Zhiyi and Xuan Xia came back and asked her.

"No."

"Hey, we're also blaming us for a dick, someone came to harass you, mainly because Jiujiu is so beautiful today."

The two of them stayed and never left again. Zhimian drank wine, and after a while, he felt a little uncomfortable and the alcoholic momentum was a little awkward.

She lay on the table for a while, but still got up, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Liang Zhiyi: "I'll accompany you?"

"It's okay, no need." She thought she would come back soon.

Zhimian left the noisy place and finally turned to the bathroom door.

She stood in front of the sink, her hands struggling to support her marble surface, her eyebrows frowned, and she quickly patted her chest, feeling her stomach turbulent.

The nausea feeling became more and more serious, and in the end she couldn't help but bent down.

When I felt uncomfortable, I suddenly felt my back being patted by a pair of hands.

There seemed to be a person standing next to him, and a familiar smell of mint tobacco floated between his nose.

The faucet in front of her was turned on, and when she finished, the familiar male voice fell down: "Wait."

She rinsed her mouth, and the clear water entered her mouth, and the sour taste was diluted.

A minute later, she raised her hand and turned off the faucet, and her body was picked up ungently. Duan Zhuo stuffed mineral water into her hands, and said in a deep voice: "Drink water."

She felt very uncomfortable and had no intention of resisting at this moment, so she did what she should do.

The cold mineral water rolls down from the throat, slowly relieving the dryness.

"Paper……"

She wiped the water dripping from her chin and shouted softly.

Duan Zhuo looked at her coldly, walked to her side and sucked a few pieces of paper. Zhimian took it and wiped the water from her face.

The man stood in front of her, "Have you finished vomiting?"

He noticed that she was lying on the seat just now, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw her getting up and walking out, and guessed that, he bought a bottle of water and found it, and then he encountered the scene just now.

Zhimian patted his chest and nodded in a daze.

The girl only wore a suspender skirt, with a large area of ​​her fair neck and collarbone exposed. Duan Zhuo took off her coat and wrapped it strongly on her body, wrapped it in her arms, and laughed coldly:
Chapter completed!