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- Quan Jin was completely drunk.
??Drunk to the point of almost unconsciousness.
¡°Everyone¡¯s drinking capacity has a weight and measure. When you are happy, you can drink a thousand drinks without getting drunk. When you are sad, you can drink only one glass. Even the weather will affect your drinking capacity.
Quan Jin was obviously happy that he didn¡¯t add weights and measures to his drinking capacity, and everything else was taken up.
Shen Fengnan was already extremely drunk, and even threatened to send Quan Jin away.
Quan Jin¡¯s drunken eyes were blurry, and his pair of peach blossom eyes made the women next to him feel itchy. He patted Shen Fengnan¡¯s face and said, ¡°You don¡¯t want to live, but I still want to live.¡±
Shen Fengnan was so drunk that he kept giggling. He didn't know that a woman was touching him, and he kept saying, "You're crushing me," and his expression was so funny.
There are also women on Quan Jin¡¯s side who want to get close to her, but with Tu Kuan in charge, he can throw one at a time, raise the knife and drop it with ease.
Finally, Tu Kuan came out of the bar with Quan Jin on his back.
Placing Quan Jin in the back seat, he asked: "Go back to the old house or where you live?"
No response, too drunk.
He knew that, being so drunk, he would be lucky as long as he didn't vomit in the car later.
To be on the safe side, Tu Kuan drove Quan Jin back to his residence.
There were a lot of troubles along the way, and Quan Jin was restless in the car. He was even seen and stopped by the traffic police. Fortunately, Tu Kuan didn't drink. He blew into the alcohol detector in the hands of the traffic police and passed the test, and quickly sent Quan Jin back.
Finally arrived at the residence.
After throwing Quan Jin on the bed, Tu Kuan took a deep breath. His father was exhausted.
After all, he was a tall man of 1.88 meters. He was supporting him all the way, and most of the focus was on him. It was killing him. He had never seen such a heavy body when he was helping the corpse in the hospital.
The connotation of these words is inferior to that of a corpse.
Tu Kuan crossed his arms and looked at the man lying on the bed like a dead pig. He touched the sweat on his forehead. He might not be able to leave tonight. He might be vomiting later.
As Tu Kuan expected, Quan Jin lay on the bed for only a few minutes before he stood up and quickly entered the bathroom.
The sound of vomiting came from the bathroom, making Tu Kuan frown.
Tu Kuan went to the bathroom outside to wash his hands and face, and then dried them. He opened the refrigerator to see what kind of drinks were inside. He was a little surprised when he saw that there were vegetables in the refrigerator.
Will this person live a good life?
This guy doesn¡¯t look like someone who knows how to get by at all.
He took a bottle of spezi, unscrewed the cap and took a sip. He looked carefully at what else was in the refrigerator. It seemed that there weren't many dishes. He opened the refrigerator out of curiosity, and his expression suddenly brightened: "Hey, And fish and shrimp meat!¡±
Having known each other for five months, Tu Kuan had figured out Quan Jin thoroughly. This man was a young master named Yi Kuo, and he knew nothing about household matters.
It seems that the things in this refrigerator were not bought by women, but probably by themselves.
??????????????? But those dishes are still a bit shabby. No matter how good the refrigerator is at preserving freshness, they can¡¯t withstand being stored for too long.
¡°Is he planning to learn to cook by himself?
Probably not.
Unless someone comes to supervise you, it¡¯s still pretty much the same. If you¡¯re halfway through learning, you¡¯ll either give up or blow up the kitchen.
The latter is more likely.
Tu Kuan drank half a bottle of spezi, and then went to the bathroom of the master bedroom to see people.
The drunk man was sitting on the toilet seat in a daze. Tu Kuan leaned over and took a closer look: "Hello?"
No response.
Tu Kuan shouted again, and Quan Jin raised his head to look at him, and then asked in confusion: "Who are you?"
Bad thoughts come easily. Anyway, when you are drunk, you will not be afraid even if you remember Tu Kuan tomorrow morning, he replied: "Me? I am your father!"
Who knew that Quan Jin said: "I am your grandfather."
Tu Kuan: ¡°¡¡±
Quan Jin: "Call me grandpa."
Tu Kuan: "" I call you uncle.
Are you really drunk or fake?
It looks like it¡¯s just an act.
But Tu Kuan knew exactly how much he drank, after all, he saw it with his own eyes.
The drunk Quan Jin had nothing to go crazy about, he was quite quiet, neither yelling nor making any noise, and he also had that stone statue - [Thinker].
"Tell me, why did you drink yourself like this? Even if you were drunkenly before, you never drank yourself like this. You couldn't even find your way home." Tu Kuan squatted down and wanted to try.But it didn't look like sunset at all. I guessed it would be around two or three in the afternoon, when the sun was shining brightly.
He can really sleep.
Standing up and getting out of bed, Quan Jin held a bird's nest on his head and asked, "Have you asked grandma if there was anything wrong?"
Tu Kuan looked at his hairstyle and wanted to laugh but had to hold it back. It was too hard to hold it in. He could only raise the corner of his mouth, hum, and added: "Since it is the old lady who is looking for you, how could it be so?" Let me tell you easily, and you can think about it yourself."
Think about it for yourself.
Of course
Quan Jin¡¯s eyes darkened as he remembered this reaction.
Yesterday he promised grandma that he would pick someone up at the airport, but
He covered his face with the palm of his hand, covering it for a few seconds, and then grabbed a handful of his hair. His hair, which was already like a chicken coop, looked even more messy. He got out of bed and picked up the hair that Tu Kuan had thrown on the quilt. cell phone, and then left the master bedroom.
He went to call Yu Rujin back.
A few minutes later, after tidying up the master bedroom, I saw Quan Jin¡¯s gloomy face, as if he could bite people when he left the house! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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