C16 Drunk(2)

The drunk Jee Yuanzhi's face was filled with abnormal red clouds. His legs felt like they were stepping on cotton, and his legs were soft.

Soong Han could not stand it any longer. He went over and carried him onto the bed.

He watched Jee Yuanzhi for a long time. He went to the toilet to wash his hands. He wiped his fingers clean before coming out. After tidying up everything in the room that had been messed up by Jee Yuanzhi, he straightened his back and sat in front of the computer. He was busy looking at Weibo's Wind-Up Review.

Jee Yuanzhi slept for about two hours. Along with his stuttering sound of "En," he staggered to the ground from the big bed. With a thud, his butt hurt from the fall.

"It hurts," Jee Yuanzhi said. Jee Yuanzhi wailed.

In front of him was a pair of leather shoes. Jee Yuanzhi rubbed his little butt and looked up, feeling wronged. He suddenly broke into Soong Han's unsmiling face. He was so scared that he took a step back, as if he had been wronged.

"Are you going to be mean to me?"

It was not a fever, it was not a cold. Why did he talk nonsense all day long? Soong Han's thousand-year-old cold face could not stop. He couldn't figure it out. He was no different from a hedgehog. Jee Yuanzhi, who only knew how to stab others and didn't let others get close to him, was a completely different person in private.

In fact, the hedgehog also wanted people to get close to him. They also wanted to show their round bellies and trust whoever they trusted without holding anything back.

"I won't anger you, I won't anger you."

After Jee Yuanzhi finished speaking, he tilted his head and leaned against the bedside table. He was holding the empty bottle of fruit wine that he had just taken from the top. He closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Soong Han took out the bottle from his hand, shook his head and threw it into the rubbish bin.

After being in the entertainment industry for so many years, Jee Yuanzhi's rule was not to touch the rules and never drink. He would not drink anyone's face. It was not because he wanted to get out of the mud and remain untainted. It was just that he really could not drink. When he was young, he had secretly drunk his father's yellow wine at his grandmother's house. The bottle cap was the size of a bottle, and the alcohol poisoning caused him to die young. Thus, when he grew up and became an adult, there was a large amount of it - the chopsticks were stained with white wine.

After that, he had an extraordinary sensitivity towards alcohol. Today, he accidentally drank the fruit wine. Although his consciousness remained, his grievance and worry were not groundless.

The alcohol content in the fruit wine was not very accurate. At the same time, there was a dilution of liquid, which could not cause any damage to the body. It was disgusting. If he vomited it out, his body would feel good.

In the afternoon, Jee Yuanzhi opened his eyes. His body was half curled up in the corner of the bedside table. His left side was numb. He supported himself on the bed and stood up. The director knocked on the door.

"Ji, how is it? Are you ready?"

He looked at his watch and was about to start filming. Ben was worried about the messy room. Looking carefully, it was clean and neat. It must have been done by that guy.

He lazily kicked the cat's pink flip-flop to open the door for him. "Okay, I can do it."

The director looked puzzled and worried. "If you're not in a good state, we can delay the time."

Jee Yuanzhi's face was red the whole day after he drank the wine. The foundation of the powder could not cover it. When he walked, it was like stepping on cotton. His legs were weak from time to time. When he was young, he scared his family.

The director repeatedly confirmed that he was fine, so he called cameraman in. Facing the camera, Jee Yuanzhi had a few experiences of being out of shape.

"Now I'm going out." Jee Yuanzhi came out of the changing room with a red face and a smile. He was wearing a pure white T-shirt, Nike sweatpants, and a pair of shoes designated by Program Group. "Next, Soong Han and I are going to pick oranges."