Bai Xuejia called the 122 traffic police, thought about it, and called 120 again. Then he helped Wanye back to the hotel, hiding his merits and fame.

Her eyelids became heavier and her head was confused. She felt a restless hand groping on her body. She thought in disgust, is this what all men in the world are like?

She wanted to resist, but she had already used all her strength just now. At this time, the effect of medicine and alcohol came up together. As soon as Bai Xuejia let go, she couldn't stand it. What else could she resist? Her hands slightly raised and her whispered whispered, she felt like she was still waiting for her.

She didn't carry a bag, so Bai Xuejia could only find a room card from her body. Finally, she found the room card in her inner pocket of her coat and put the room card here, which made Bai Xuejia feel guilty and embarrassed. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor. If he was caught by the paparazzi, he would really not be able to wash it clearly this time.

He quickly opened the door, helped Wanye into the house, hooked his calves and closed the door.

After turning on the light, the room was a little messy, the clothes were thrown on the bed in a mess, and a few cans of beer were placed on the table, and leftover instant noodles were left. If you only look at the decorations on the table, Bai Xuejia would feel inexplicably intimate - it looked like his dormitory.

"Let me go..." I don't know when the shirt broke a hole, and the collar was open. As her body twisted around, a pair of purple-black covers were enchantingly flat and round.

"Can you stop moving? You are so embarrassed by this."

Bai Xuejia looked at Wan Ye in awkwardly, who was messy and made by herself, feeling that he had no idea how to start. He really did nothing, she did it herself, but I'm afraid that as long as anyone who saw this scene would not believe his defense.

"Okay, it's here, it's here, I'll let you go."

Bai Xuejia put Wan Ye on the bed, which was very attractive. Bai Xuejia wiped her sweat and felt that it was more tiring to bring her to the meeting than filming an action scene.

He covered the quilt on her and was about to leave, but Wan Ye kicked the quilt away. Bai Xuejia covered her again, and she kicked it away again. Her long round legs wrapped in black silk twisted around the bed, just to sleep honestly.

This bad sleeping image completely destroyed Bai Xuejia's impression of the cold and quiet goddess of her.

Just like this, whoever sleeps with her is suffering from life.

Wan Ye frowned and murmured, not understanding what he was murmuring, and seemed to be in great pain.

She was so drunk that she didn't know how much wine she had been poured. By the way, how dare she go to the bar to drink like this alone?

Bai Xuejia frowned, and was actually very disgusted with this behavior.

If you don’t believe that you go to the bustling and messy bar every day to squat in front of the door of the bustling bar, you will know why Bai Xuejia is so disgusted.

"Forget it, I'll help you to vomit, it will feel comfortable if you vomit."

Bai Xuejia helped Wan Ye up again. After all, he was so drunk and left alone, which was always uneasy. If he accidentally vomited it out and then no one took care of him, wouldn’t he be suffocated to death?

This kind of thing is not impossible, it has appeared many times in the news.

"No, don't, touch me..."

Wan Ye was very dishonest and could not resist, but he didn't know where he suddenly stole the strength and punched Bai Xuejia in the eyes. It took a lot of effort to help the drunk person up, and Bai Xuejia had to use both hands. Faced with this sudden attack without any warning, Bai Xuejia didn't talk at all, and she didn't have time to react. She punched her in the face.

Bai Xuejia felt pain, and his hands loosened. Wanye fell softly on the bed, and Bai Xuejia rubbed his eyes.

"Fuck, when you were outside, you didn't have the strength to leave. If you helped you into the room, you had the strength to hit me. Are you playing with me? Then I'm not polite."

Bai Xuejia had no mercy on the fragrance and jade, and carried Wan Ye roughly on his shoulders and walked into the bathroom.

With a touch, I felt my body on my shoulders quiet.

Bai Xuejia: "..."

It seems to hit the door frame?

Bai Xuejia turned his head to look, but as his body turned, he heard another touch, and his shoulders shook.

"I didn't take revenge on you on purpose, really."

Bai Xuejia's body was stiff and he said guiltily, not knowing whether Wan Ye could hear it.

He carefully put Wan Ye down and carefully looked at her head. It seemed that it was not too serious and he didn't even have a bag. Bai Xuejia was relieved.

He held Wan Ye and lay on the toilet, letting her hold the toilet with both hands. Bai Xuejia rubbed and pressed her abdomen and back at the same time. In the massage technique he learned, there was also a trick that induces vomiting. This was the first time he used it.

vomit.

The effect was achieved. Bai Xuejia let Wan Ye go, and Wan Ye vomited in the toilet.

He looked in the mirror with heartache, feeling that one eye frame was a little swollen... It was just a skin trauma, it wasn't very serious, it would be better if he had a few days off, but he was still filming, halfway through the filming, huh, why did the male protagonist turn into a panda eye?

How do you explain this to the audience?

Even if you design a scene where the sword heart is hit in the eye... but this is a martial arts film, it still follows the elegant style of the stream of consciousness. The LOW-burning fighting style of Panda Eye is only suitable for happening to villains and supporting characters, which can add some comedy effect to the film. If it happens to the protagonist...then this may only be a comedy film.

He felt sorry for himself in front of the mirror, and suddenly saw Wan Ye plunging into the toilet through the reflection of the mirror. Bai Xuejia was shocked and rushed forward, barely holding Wan Ye.

Drowned in his vomit... If this kind of thing really happens, Wan Ye shouldn't even let him go if he is a ghost, right?

Bai Xuejia shivered. Seeing that Wan Ye seemed to have vomited almost, he helped her up, soaked the towel, and wiped her face and hair.

He threw her onto the bed and left.

Bai Xuejia was unintentionally planting willows and became a shade. He wanted Wan Ye to spit out the alcohol in his stomach, but Wan Ye also spit out the medicine.

The spirit and body are already at their limit. Even if they want to resist, Wan Ye can't resist. His head falls asleep in chaos.

...

In the middle of the night, Wan Ye suddenly woke up.

The lights in the room were on. Wan Ye lifted the quilt and saw that although her clothes were messy, they were still on her body. She reached out and touched them... and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Only fragments of memory remained. She remembered that she met her elementary school classmates, and then had a happy chat, drank wine, and then... Then, it seemed that the classmate invited her a glass of wine, and then the memory became fragmented.

Classmate, haha.

She only knew that she kept resisting again and then lost consciousness, and then woke up.

By the way, she vaguely remembered that she was rescued by a person when she was about to be taken away by her elementary school classmates... It seemed that it was Bai Xuejia?

She doesn't remember it very clearly.

The room was empty, she was the only one, without any trace.

On the table, she remembered that the empty beer cans and unsold instant noodle buckets that she should have left were cleaned up.

On the bedside table, there was a glass of water.

Wanye held the water, leaned against the head of the bed, looked at the ceiling, staring blankly.

...

The next day, the shooting plan will be adjusted and other scenes will be given priority.

Bai Xuejia was unwell and asked for leave.
Chapter completed!