Chapter 129 The long-lost relaxed state of mind
"Don't earn it, it's not a lot of money..."
Jiang Manqing didn't struggle when he heard what Yang Hao said. After Yang Hao paid the bill, the two walked outside. Yang Hao saw that Jiang Manqing was shaking a little while walking, so he stretched out a hand and grabbed Jiang Manqing's arm. , holding her up.
When the two walked to the door, Yang Hao asked, "Did you come by car?"
Jiang Manqing shook his head: "I thought I might have to drink, so I didn't drive. I just take a taxi and go home."
Yang Hao let go of Jiang Manqing's arm and watched her stagger after taking a few steps forward, Yang Hao quickly chased after her, supported Jiang Manqing, and said with a smile: "If you don't worry about attracting wolves into the house, let me take you back. "
Jiang Manqing didn't seem to be afraid of attracting wolves into the house, or she wasn't worried about what Yang Hao would do. Hearing Yang Hao's words, she just turned her head and gave Yang Hao a look, and directly said an address.
Yang Hao helped Jiang Manqing to his car, let her sit in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and drove towards the place name Jiang Manqing mentioned.
In about twenty minutes, Yang Hao's car stopped downstairs at the address Jiang Manqing said, and he looked up at the building outside: "Do you live here?"
He didn't hear an answer for a long time, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Manqing drooping his head in the co-pilot's seat, but he was already asleep.
Yang Hao had no choice but to turn off the ignition, then walked around to the co-driver, helped Jiang Manqing out, shook him, and asked, "Jiang Manqing, you're home, what floor and number do you live in?"
Jiang Manqing opened his hazy eyes, looked around, and looked stunned: "I'm home, you sent me back...Thank you, I can go up by myself, don't bother you."
Jiang Manqing tried her best to stand up straight, broke free from Yang Hao's support, and walked crookedly towards the corridor, not forgetting to turn her head and wave to Yang Hao, letting Yang Hao go home, but the drunken state made people feel a little bit worried.
Considering that this is already at the door of her house, nothing should happen, so Yang Hao didn't insist on sending her up, turned his head, got in the car and started the car, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw Jiang Manqing's handbag dropped on the In the co-pilot seat, he quickly turned off the engine, picked up his handbag and chased him out.
Yang Hao rushed into the corridor, walked up the stairs, and climbed to the first floor. Just after turning around, he saw a figure sitting in the stairwell, and Yang Hao was startled by the darkness.
Yang Hao took a closer look, who was it if it wasn't Jiang Manqing sitting in the stairwell?
Jiang Manqing leaned against the wall of the corridor, squinting her eyes, as if she was already chasing her, and didn't even know that he walked in front of her, Yang Hao couldn't help but smiled wryly, this person seemed to be more drunk than he thought, luckily she Forgot to take her handbag, if she really went back, wouldn't she have to sit in this stairwell all night, if she met some bad guys and brought something in, it would be even more troublesome...
Yang Hao helped Jiang Manqing up, and asked: "Which floor do you live on, I'll take you back, here, be careful not to catch a cold."
Jiang Manqing opened her eyes dimly, looked at Yang Hao, a little surprised: "Hey, you haven't left yet?"
Yang Hao said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, which floor do you live on, and I'll take you back."
"401."
Yang Hao supported Jiang Manqing with a half hug and half hug, and came to the door 401 on the fourth floor, took out the key from her handbag, but did not rush to open the door, but turned his head to ask Jiang Manqing: "Is your daughter at home? She came to pick you up?"
Jiang Manqing reached out and rang the doorbell twice, but suddenly remembered something: "Oh, I forgot, my daughter is not at home, she went to play at a classmate's house today, and won't come back to stay."
Hearing what she said, Yang Hao directly opened the door with the key in his hand, and helped Jiang Manqing into the house. The reason why he asked like that just now was that Yang Hao was afraid of causing trouble to Jiang Manqing, especially if she was as far away as Jiang Manqing. Married single mothers are more sensitive to their children.
Jiang Manqing was quite drunk at first, and there was a lot of wind blowing all the way back, so his sanity became even more confused. He just wanted to go to bed quickly, and went directly to the bedroom.
Jiang Manqing fell headfirst on the bed, and there was no movement. Yang Hao shook his head, smiled wryly, turned his head to look at the kettle on the coffee table in the living room, walked over, first poured a large cup and drank it himself, then poured another cup, holding it In the bedroom, put it on the bedside table.
People who are drunk are usually very thirsty, especially when drinking white wine, the thirst is even more obvious.
He took off Jiang Manqing's shoes, put them on the bed, pulled the thin blanket over the bed, and put it on her body.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Manqing suddenly sat up from the bed like a corpse, and vomited twice. Yang Hao secretly thought that something was wrong, and was about to step up to help Jiang Manqing go to the bathroom, but Jiang Manqing couldn't bear it any longer. , spit it out directly.
Yang Hao's face elongated all of a sudden, with a helpless and wry smile on his face, because Jiang Manqing vomited indiscriminately, not only did she vomit all over her body, but even Yang Hao got a lot of it.
When the matter came to this point, Yang Hao could only hold his nose and bear it. He patted the back of Jiang Manqing, who was vomiting in the dark, feeling very helpless in his heart. Judging by Jiang Manqing's drinking posture, he should have a good capacity for alcohol. How could he be so drunk? Could it be because Thinking of the past, thinking of the loneliness and sadness of these years, so drunk?
It was with great difficulty that Jiang Manqing stopped vomiting, and fell back on the bed weakly.
Yang Hao suddenly had a headache, didn't he, just fell asleep like this?
"Jiang Manqing, hey, hey, wake up...don't you wash up?"
Jiang Manqing opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at the vomit dimly, frowned, raised his head, and said pitifully to Yang Hao: "I have no strength..."