I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 363 Don't Drink Alcohol
This girl is kind of haunted.

I turned around patiently, and the girl was standing under the steps behind me, she was looking at me, still looking pitiful.

"Why should I help you?"

"I beg you, my friend is dying, please save her."

Her tears flowed out, and the injuries all over her body looked shocking.

I was about to ask her where her friend was when the door opened.

"You still know to come back?" Ming Si's cold voice came from behind, and at the same time, the girl's figure disappeared without a trace again.

Girls should be afraid of the underworld.

I scratched my head helplessly, and turned to look at Ming Si.

He stood inside the door, leaning on the door frame with one hand, staring at me sternly.

"Remember what I said?" He said coldly.

I sighed and walked sideways into the house.

He closed the door and chased after him.

"Check the time yourself." He grabbed my arm and pointed to the wall clock on the wall.

It happened to be exactly midnight at this time.

He frowned, suddenly approached, and said coldly, "Are you still drinking?"

"Well, a little bit."

I smiled awkwardly at him, but he still had a sullen face, serious like a little old man.

"I told you to be home by eight o'clock at the latest."

I nodded heavily, at first I remembered what he said, but once the wine started, the matter was thrown out of the blue.

"Gathering with friends, happy, forget the time, don't worry about it."

I tugged at his sleeve, and he looked at me with rounded eyes, "Am I fussing over everything?"

"Now you are fussy and talkative."

Presumably, I said these words while drinking, but I blurted out, and I regretted it, and found that his face was slightly gloomy, and I quickly joked: "I'm kidding you, don't be so serious."

"Are you itchy?" He asked back.

I smiled, pretended to be stupid and said in a daze: "It's getting late, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

I wobbled towards the stairs, and he followed closely behind, grabbing my arm, lest I might lose my stability and fall.

"I haven't said sleep yet, are you embarrassed to sleep?" He pulled me back, picked me up involuntarily, and walked steadily towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

I put my arms around his neck and leaned my head on his shoulder. He glanced at me and complained in a low voice: "You stink of alcohol, you are not allowed to drink in the future."

"I'm happy today."

"Isn't it just seeing a few classmates?"

"Of course I'm happy to see my classmates. I haven't seen you for so long. Wouldn't it be great to get together?"

"Hey, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." He frowned, showing a trace of impatience.

I shut up, he walked into the bedroom and went straight to the bed, his hands were neither light nor heavy, he threw me on the bed with a flick of his hand, I bumped on the bed a few times, my stomach turned upside down, and I couldn't help vomiting before I got up.

There was a puddle of vomit, and the smell was pungent and unpleasant.

I touched my aching stomach and sat up slowly.

The contents of his stomach were vomited clean, and he was instantly sober from the drunkenness. Looking at Ming Si standing still in front of the bed, that handsome face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He helped his forehead helplessly, "Ji Sixi, you are really enough."

"Hahahaha..." I smiled dryly, scratching the back of my head, not knowing what to do.

Seeing him standing still, I quickly got out of bed and started pulling the sheets.

"Don't worry about it, I'll change the sheets myself."

As I said that, I tore off the entire sheet.

He strode forward, grabbed the bed sheet and threw it aside, lightly grasped my shoulders with both hands, and sat me down on the sofa, telling me with a serious face, "Sit here and don't move."

"that……"

"keep quiet."

"..."

I shut up completely, he gave me a blank look, then turned around to get a new sheet and put it on, and then threw the replaced sheet into the washing machine in the bathroom.

The bathroom door was open, watching him clumsily add water and laundry detergent to the washing machine, a wave of drowsiness gradually struck.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, the sun burned my eyes, and I slept on the bed, wrapped tightly in the blanket.

I must have been rolling in bed last night, and my sleep was extremely restless. Seeing a pillow and a neatly folded thin blanket on the sofa, I guessed that Ming Si should have been squeezed onto the sofa by me to sleep all night.

I pulled the blanket off my body and sat up, with a severe headache, and acid reflux in my stomach.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, took a good shower, and then washed away the unpleasant smell of alcohol on his body.

Putting on a loose T-shirt and a pair of jeans, I went downstairs.

There is no one in the living room, and the bed sheets that I soiled last night are hanging on the balcony. The sheets are white, and they are hung flat on the drying rack by Ming Si. The pure white is swaying slightly with the wind at this moment.

"Come and eat when you wake up." A cold voice came from the direction of the restaurant.

I searched for fame, and saw Ming Si standing at the door of the restaurant. He was dressed in black, with an apron around his waist, and was holding a glass of milk in his hand.

He glanced at me lightly, he didn't say much, turned around and pulled a chair to sit down, and put the milk in his hand in front of Qinxue who was opposite him.

"Thank you, Dad." Qinxue had a smile on her face, the little girl looked very good, looked at me with big eyes flickering, and said with a small mouth: "Mom, I heard from Dad that you are like me from today, and you have to report to school every day from now on."

I touched my head in embarrassment.

Ming Si said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come over?"

"Oh."

"Oh what, come over for dinner."

"Oh."

"..."

Breakfast was prepared by Mingshi, bread, fried eggs and milk, very simple, but because of simplicity, Mingshi did not have the opportunity to "show his talents".

Qinxue quickly finished off the bread and fried eggs, then took the milk and gulped it down, and said to Ming Si with a small mouth: "Father, I'm going to be late."

"Let's go out together after mom has finished eating."

Hearing this, Qinxue turned her small eyes to me, and said gently, "Mom, don't worry, we'll wait for you."

I nodded, but my stomach still felt a little uncomfortable. After taking a few mouthfuls of bread, I didn't want to eat any more. I took a sip of milk, got up and said, "Let's go!"

"Drink the milk." Ming Si sat still, his tone non-negotiable.

"I don't drink anymore."

"Finish!" He looked at me, his eyes were dim, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of displeasure.

He doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Is it because I came back late last night and smelled of alcohol?
I swallowed my throat, picked up the milk obediently, and drank it all with some reluctance, then he got up and took off his apron, and beckoned to Qinxue.

Qinxue jumped off the chair, ran to him, smiled and held his hand hanging by his side, tilted her head and asked, "Dad, why are your hands always so cold?"

(End of this chapter)