Private customization, wife, love you to the bone

But now, tonight?

No, it's today. It's more than 2 a.m.

After a few hours, he slept too much in her bed?

Watching an Chengyuan drunk in bed, Jing knows that she can't tell whether she is sad or happy, but she is a little tangled.

It was the first time I saw him drunk. In my memory, he was a very disciplined person, as if he had never been drunk.

At least, she had never been drunk in front of her, so she didn't know his drunkenness before.

An Chengyuan's face was dead gray. Jing knew she was afraid. She walked forward carefully and gently touched his face with her hand. It was cold and there was almost no temperature.

If you let him lie like this all the time, it will not work. The wine must be very uncomfortable in his stomach. If it goes on for a long time, maybe he will die drunk.

At least, sober him up!

Thinking like this, Jingzhi quickly ran downstairs and flashed a picture in his brain, which was some sobering methods seen in movies and TV.

Salt water is said to be the most effective. It is said that when a drunk goes to the hospital, he is actually injected with salt water to sober him up.

When I think of salt water, I want at least salt. She usually cooks occasionally when she is free, so there is still salt.

She found the half bag of salt in the kitchen and casually brought the bottle of vinegar. She took these to the second floor, and then quickly went to the living room on the third floor to find an Chengyuan's cup.

Fortunately, there was always boiling water in the water dispenser. She quickly prepared salt water with salt and boiling water, and then poured vinegar into a small bowl.

Looking at an Chengyuan on the bed, she gritted her teeth, climbed into the bed, dragged him to sit up, then let him lean against the head of the bed and stuffed him with two pillows behind him.

Ann is as drunk as a dead man. Jing knows what he is like.

Pick up the salt water, sit by the bed, hold his mouth with his hand, and then slowly pour the warm salt water into his mouth.

Fortunately, although an Chengyuan was drunk and unconscious, he still knew how to swallow water. Jing knew that he kept swallowing the water.

Finally, a large bowl of salt water and a small bowl of vinegar were poured into an Chengyuan's mouth.

Perhaps salt water and vinegar in his stomach made an Chengyuan more uncomfortable. He finally vomited and vomited in a mess.

Fortunately, Jing knew she was ready and asked him to lie on the bed with his head facing out of the bed, and she took the basin and followed it there long ago.

An Chengyuan vomited for about ten minutes and finally stopped vomitting. Jing knew that smelling the vomited dirt, she almost turned her stomach over.

After vomiting, an Chengyuan's face was a little better. His face was no longer black and blue, but as white as paper, but his breathing was stable.

Jingzhi poured out the dirt and looked at him on the bed. He smelled of wine and sweat, and he didn't know what to get on his clothes. He was dirty.

You can't let him sleep in a suit and tie, can you? Why, do you have to help him change his clothes?

Thinking of this, Jingzhi boldly came forward, then stretched out his hand and began to unbutton his clothes.

An Chengyuan was a big man, but Jing knew he was petite. It took a lot of effort to take off his coat and trousers.

Looking at an Chengyuan wearing only one pair of underwear, Jing knew that he didn't intend to change his underwear. However, after taking off his pants, he smelled a smell of urine. Now looking at the quadrangle pants he was wearing, sure enough, a large piece in front was wet.