After the world of Ke Xue is full of bad luck

Under the warmer lighting of the izakaya, the clear and transparent wine gave off a slightly yellowish feeling, as if the setting sun was thrown into it.

Amamiya Qianxue blinked her eyes, not understanding why the other party took her cup away, and she looked so fierce that she subconsciously moved back a few steps.

"Snapped"

The cup in Matsuda Jinpei's hand hit the tatami, making a dull sound, and the amber liquid spilled out.

Will she not recognize the people around her when she is drunk?

Matsuda Jinping was so surprised that he couldn't even speak, but Natalie came to her senses and asked softly, "Qianxue, do you still know me? Do you still know them?"

Amamiya Qianxue had drunken eyes and shook her head in confusion, "What?"

"Should I be taken to the hospital?" Zhu Fu Jingguang asked, ready to call a taxi.

Rei Fuguya began to check if there was any problem with the wine, and Kenji Hagiwara and Date Said to go to the store to find out.

Matsuda Jinpei took a deep breath and said softly, "Qianxue, what's wrong with you now?"

"I want to go home," she muttered, trying to brace herself to stand up.

Matsuda Zhenping's heart trembled, and he hurried over to hold him in his arms, so as not to fall down in a while.

"Don't, don't touch me, you're so fierce, don't, don't come here." Amamiya Qianxue struggled, her alcohol-smelling voice intermittent.

Jiang Gu Ling frowned, "It's nothing special, it's just ordinary wine, it seems that Yugong is not suitable for drinking."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's face was also full of worry, it was too abnormal to be drunk like this.

Matsuda Jinpei was worried that the other party would hurt herself due to excessive struggle, so he could only let go obediently. He took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Saiki's house. He dialed the number and said, "I'll ask her former friends."

"This is Saiki's house." After the call was connected, it was Saiki Kusuo's voice.

"Saiki Kusuo? It's me, Matsuda Jinpei. I'm calling to ask if you know what happened to Qian Renxue when she was drunk?" No matter how much she doesn't like the other party, at this time, he is probably the only one who knows.

Saiki Kusuo frowned, the drunken Amamiya Chiyuki, this, he did know, had seen her once or twice in the many reincarnations of her parents' death, she seemed to be unable to remember the people around her, and then hid alone in the corner.

But this state will not last long, one to three hours, and then I will slowly fall asleep, and the rest is nothing special.

While thinking, Saiki Kusuo told the other party the important points.

"Don't you need to be sent to the hospital?" Matsuda Jinpei was a little worried after hearing this.

"Qianxue, the hospital is the place I hate the most, I'll die if nothing happens."

Looking at the hung up communication, Matsuda Jinping felt a little uncomfortable. He hoped that the other party knew, but also hoped that the other party did not know. The contradictory emotions pulled him a little uncomfortable.

"I've asked, and said it happened before. It's not a big problem. You can continue talking for a while. I'll take her home first." Matsuda Jinhei explained a few words.

Let the other people's hanging hearts be relieved.

"Go home, Qianxue." He squatted down and looked at the person leaning in the corner.

Amamiya Qianxue felt dizzy, and couldn't distinguish the person in front of her, so she murmured, "Who are you?"

"Matsuda Jinpei."

She turned her face sideways, the ends of her eyes were stained with drunken blush, which looked like the color of a camellia, and then she smiled softly. In the vague laughter, she reached out and touched the tip of the other's nose, "I seem to have seen you .”

"Do you want to go back?" Matsuda Jinping asked patiently.

She withdrew her fingertips, her eyes still a little blurred, "Going home?"

"Yes."

"I don't have a home." She turned sideways, her eyes seemed to be glistening because of the drunkenness and the light.

"Yes, that's where we live now."

"..., I'm sleepy, I have to go back."

Amamiya Qianxue took a few steps forward, rubbed against the opponent's arms, and then blinked her eyes when she saw that the opponent did not move, with a little doubt.

Matsuda Jinpei tentatively held him in his arms, and was relieved to see that he was not struggling. After saying goodbye to his friends, he carried him into the taxi that had been hailed earlier.

Amamiya Qianxue's drunkenness can be said to be extremely quiet, except for the occasional murmur of a few hot words, she just swept the floating light outside the window without saying a word.

It might not even look like a drunk person to outsiders.

However, from Matsuda Jinpei's point of view, it was very different. He would rather Qianxue mess around like an ordinary drunk, and he didn't want to see her so quiet, so ignorant of himself.

The car made a sharp turn, and after speeding up, Matsuda Jinhei felt something was wrong with the hand that had been holding the opponent's fingertips.

Not to mention hard and cold, even a little bit of cold sweat, still trembling slightly.

He hurriedly broke away from the girlfriend who had been facing sideways, his pupils shrank suddenly, because the skin touched by his hands was wet and cold, and the tears on his face were dripping with brilliant neon colors.

"Ah, what's the matter?" she murmured, pressing her fingertips against the leather back seat to make a wet mark.

Matsuda Jinpei quickly stopped the taxi, gave the other party a few banknotes, and immediately got out of the car with the person in his arms without changing the change.

It may be that the shadow related to her parents has surfaced again in the drunken situation.

This was his first reaction.

The trembling of the person in her arms finally stopped, but there was still some kind of trance light in her eyes, she muttered: "...I, have seen, seen you?"

"Of course, I'll be home in a while."

He tore off his windbreaker and covered the opponent's sweaty body.

"I remember, don't we, we have a child?" She asked vaguely, and her words were a little confusing.

Matsuda Jinpei is a little confused, kid?What's the matter, have you started talking nonsense?

"I remember, I remember, it's called Yue?" She spoke intermittently, and then laughed to herself, "Well, but I, I, am only 18 years old."

This is totally confused thinking.

"Are you not afraid, are you not afraid of bad luck? Matsuda, Matsuda Jinpei."

"Don't be afraid."

"You, why do you want to be by my side?"

"Because I love you."

The other party struggled to raise his head, his eyes widened, and he looked frightened, "I don't believe it."

"real."

"If you don't believe me, don't stay with me, you will be in bad luck." She held his face, advised him very seriously, and then bit her lower lip, "But, then, Yue will be a single parent."

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help laughing, Qianxue's unconscious appearance is too cute.

Fortunately, he also arrived at the door of the house at this moment, and he glanced at Saiki Kusuo who was at the door of the next door, and nodded to him.

The girlfriend in his arms also blinked and looked over, and was about to wave her hand when Matsuda Jinhei pressed her into his chest.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Saiki Kusuo pushed open the door and walked back without saying a word.

After entering the house, Amamiya Qianxue pursed her lips as she struggled out of the opponent's chest, "Why, don't let me and Nan..."

In the middle of speaking, he was stopped by a passionate and uncomfortable kiss.

Don't remember yourself, but remember You Xingran?

He bit the tip of the other's tongue, causing the words to become fragmented, and the faint smell of alcohol in his mouth melted into a deeper kiss.

The fascinated and dazed kiss made the person who was already confused by drunkenness even more dizzy.

After her body collapsed limply on the bed in the bedroom, she instinctively resisted contact with the person in front of her, because that would make her body feel weird.

But he couldn't bear to see the other party hurt.

In the eyes under the influence of drunkenness, everything was slightly distorted, and she reached out to touch the other person's eyebrows.

Although the confused consciousness can't distinguish clearly, it always feels very familiar and familiar.

Matsuda Jinpei felt mixed feelings now, rational thinking told him that Qian Renxue was drunk and confused.Emotional thinking is extremely uncomfortable, very special and especially uncomfortable, forget about yourself, but can you still remember that guy?

He sat on the edge of the bed, frowning tightly, with a complicated look on his face.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the other party was slowly approaching, blinking his eyes cautiously, like a cat testing.

He stretched out his hand, and after a few seconds of hesitation, the other party took the initiative to stick it.

"Can't you really remember?"

Matsuda Jinpei lowered his eyes and looked at his girlfriend who was gently rubbing her neck.

You can only see the other party blinking in confusion, "What?"

He sighed, and decided not to care about the drunk person. Just as he was about to let go, he felt the warm and greasy touch of the Adam's apple, like a superficial touch, and then the heat along the jawline all the way up, and then Then he bit his earlobe.

"Don't move around." He straightened the person in a hoarse voice.

But got an ambiguous sentence, "Is it not possible?"

Matsuda Jinhei's hand holding the opponent's slender waist was slightly tightened, his eyes were dark, and the soft touch made him reluctant to let go, but the bottom line of morality still told him that this was not allowed.

He couldn't continue with his girlfriend who couldn't recognize him.

He simply took the quilt and wrapped him up, and said: "I'll put hot water for you, you're sweating, you have to wipe it off if you don't wash it, don't mess around."

"Oh~~"

The other party made a long voice, rolling around wrapped in a quilt.

Putting the person wrapped in a bath towel into the steaming bathtub, Matsuda Jinpei warned himself ten thousand words to be calm, but when he saw his girlfriend lying on the edge of the bathtub and staring at him wetly, he covered his eyes. Sighing, a flame sprang up in his heart and burned him.

The reason was repeatedly scorched by the fire.

The damp curly hair was scattered in the water like seaweed, the blush swayed all over her cheeks, and stretched out at the end of her eyes, the hair sticking to her bright red lips coupled with her drunken haze made her young and charming.

The mist accumulated in the bathroom, in the puzzled eyes staring at him.

Matsuda tremblingly kissed each other's eyebrows, and complained in a low voice: "Hurry up and wake up."

However, the other party didn't understand what he meant at all, and after staring at him, he shrank into the corner of the bathtub by himself.

Maybe it was because the hot water was too warm, and Amamiya Chiyuki, whose brain had been eroded by alcohol, was finally relaxed. She leaned against the wall and fell asleep bit by bit. .

When he got closer to the bathtub, he saw his sleeping girlfriend sliding into the water little by little, and he didn't know anything about it.

Matsuda Jinpei quickly picked him up, pulled two or three bath towels to wrap him tightly, and he was about to have an accident if he didn't look at it for a while, "Are you going to create the achievement of drowning yourself in the bathroom?"

"Thirsty, I want to drink water." She murmured vaguely.

Torture, it was real torture, Matsuda Jinpei told himself secretly that she would never be allowed to drink so much alcohol in the future.

However, compared to when I deliberately did not cooperate at the beginning, the other party was much more obedient, and obediently held the cup to drink water by herself, and asked her to take medicine and did as well.

Thinking about it this way, Matsuda Jinping couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

The sound of the hair dryer rang, and Matsuda Jinhei lowered his gaze, picked up his wet long hair, and dried it meticulously from top to bottom.

Amidst the buzzing sound, there was a slight sound coming from the chest of the person in his arms, causing Matsuda Jinpei to turn off the hair dryer directly.

"what's up?"

"Zhen Ping?? Why are you at home?" She rubbed her dizzy forehead, not understanding why she was at home.

Shouldn't you be at an izakaya before?Is she drunk?Did anything happen when you came home from the izakaya?

"Awake?"

Yugong Qianxue turned around while supporting the bath towel on her body, "I'm sorry, my mind is in a mess now, and I can't remember what happened before. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did I? Didn't I scare Natalie? What happened to you? All wet?"

Matsuda Jinhei patted the other party's hair, "Blow it clean first."

"oh oh."

Still a little dizzy, she half-closed her eyes and felt a slight pull at the roots of her hair.

Sure enough, it must be causing trouble. Could it be that Kusuo said that she had better not get drunk before, was it really noisy?

Ah, I wanted to use Jiu Jin to explain everything to him, but now it seems that I can't talk about it.

"I'm going to change my clothes, and I'll tell you what happened later."

Amamiya Qianxue immediately sat upright, a vigilant drum beating in her heart.

After the sound of pattering water, the other party quickly took a shower and came back, with a burst of hot air, and the weight of the mattress sinking around her woke up the hazy Amamiya Qianxue instantly.

"Have you finished washing?"

"Well, do you know that you can't recognize people when you're drunk?"

"I don't know." Amamiya Qianxue shook her head.

Matsuda Jinpei chuckled, "I don't remember at all, and more importantly, I don't remember the name of my fiancé, but I do remember the name of You Xunran very clearly."

Amamiya Qianxue's eyes widened, and the drunkenness that was still a little bit completely disappeared at this moment.

Drinking is wrong, refuse to drink.

These big words jumped out in the blank mind.

"I'm sorry." A voice as thin as a mosquito came out of her mouth.

"Okay, I didn't mean to blame you, anyway, I'm not allowed to drink so much in the future." He pulled the person into his arms, held the other person's face and continued: "Also, did you tell the squad leader? what happened?"

"Well, it's about your overprotection."

"Sorry for giving you such an uneasy feeling, I will pay attention to it in the future."

The wet eyes trembled slightly, she didn't expect it to be so smooth, her fingertips slid across the jaw line, and gently moved up, kissing hot and soft, followed by vague words, "Thank you."

The strands of hair were sucked into her mouth along with her words, reminding Matsuda Jinpei of the scene in the bathroom again, and the trembling and hot longing emerged again.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as self-control in her body.

He lowered his eyes, showing obvious desire, and then made the irrational request, "Can I go to the bathroom?"