148 A Perfect Cold Weapon (8) 5yr

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He drank the wine very quickly, but when he was done with half of it, he suddenly put the bottle on the table and bent down, coughing fiercely.
Qin Zhi'ai got up from her chair all of a sudden. She gradually calmed down after she had her handbag in her hand.
I'm the last person he would be willing to see... He's in such a bad mood, if I just walk over to him, will I annoy him?
Qin Zhi'ai paused in the middle of walking toward Gu Yusheng. She stared at him dully, then she saw him raise the bottle again, drinking the last half of the wine. Then supporting himself on the table, standing up slowly, her staggered to the bathroom.
Due to his wobbly steps, he hit the corner of a table from time to time, but he seemed like he couldn't feel the pain, and every time, he would reach out to hold the chair next to him, then stumble forward.
Qin Zhi'ai moved her lips, then followed him secretly, because she still worried about him.
When she got to the bathroom, Gu Yusheng was vomiting intensel