The sun gradually sets down to the horizon. The night covers the earth.

"Crash..." A sound of glassware breaking sounded in the living room.

Fang Yichen, who was drinking by himself, heard the sound and looked down. He saw that Zhang Qianqian, who was originally sitting on a chair, was lying under the table. Next to her was a pile of pieces of wine jars. The remaining wine in the jar also spilled to the ground, scattered and flowed under Zhang Qianqian.

"Fortunately, the person landed first. Otherwise, he would have been scratched by the fragments of the wine jar, this girl could have synthesized this way by drinking herself." Seeing this scene, Fang Yichen muttered in a low voice.

Seeing that the wine could be left under Zhang Qianqian, she was still lying on the ground without any reaction. Fang Yichen shook his head helplessly, stood up, and planned to help her up. It was still very cold in the evening in March, so she had to get sick on the ground.

Fang Yichen walked to Zhang Qianqian, hesitated for a moment, but still bent down to help Zhang Qianqian up. At this moment, I can't estimate the difference between men and women. Besides, I have been reciting my back. It's nothing to support me.

"Drink...drink, I...I want to continue...drink...drink..." Fang Yichen just helped Zhang Qianqian up, and the one in his arms shouted intermittently. The voice became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no sound.

Fang Yichen reported Zhang Qianqian to the sofa and then began to clean the living room. Fang Yichen did not use magic to do these things. He would develop a habit after doing them for a long time. Now Zhang Qianqian is at her own house, although she is drunk now, it is better to be careful. After all, there are some things that she can’t tell her about now.

"Vomit...Vomit..." Fang Yichen, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, suddenly heard a sound of vomiting from the living room. He rushed to start and walked back to the living room.

Zhang Qianqian was half lying on the sofa, vomiting in pain. On the floor, on the sofa, and her own clothes were vomited everywhere. When Fang Yichen walked to the living room, Zhang Qianqian had already vomited. At this moment, she was lying on the sofa as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring that the sofa had been spitting dirty by her.

Seeing all this, Fang Yichen was speechless. He thought to himself, "If this scene is taken down, she should want to commit suicide tomorrow, and it is possible that she will kill me!"

But soon, Fang Yichen felt helpless. He really couldn't think of a way to sort out this mess. It was easy to talk about on the ground and on the sofa. But this girl was vomited all over her body. It was difficult to deal with it. Just leave it alone, it doesn't work. It doesn't work. It doesn't work, it doesn't work, it doesn't work, after all, there is a difference between men and women.

Looking at Zhang Qianqian who was sleeping well on the sofa, Fang Yichen was so angry that his teeth were clattering. He growled in his heart, "Why are the problems always left to me to solve? Isn't you leaving me a way out?" Fang Yichen was helpless. Now, if she was told to sleep like this, she would die tomorrow. Or she would help her take off her dirty clothes, then she would be dead. In short, it would be hard to escape the fate of both sides.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Yichen decided to help Zhang Qianqian take off her dirty clothes. The weather has not yet warmed up, so people should wear more clothes. Even if they take off her clothes outside, it will not have much impact. Maybe they will be fine by then. If they don’t care, they will definitely be dead. So he decided to take a gamble like this. This is the best choice.

After making up his mind, Fang Yichen walked to Zhang Qianqian. He moved Zhang Qianqian to a clean place on the side. His hands trembled and stretched towards Zhang Qianqian's top. He began to take off her top nervously.

After taking off Zhang Qianqian's coat, Fang Yichen was depressed again. Why did this girl vomit so much? The sweater inside was also covered in filth, obviously not spared. Fang Yichen was so sad. Should he continue to take it off or not?

"Go ahead!" Fang Yichen whispered. After hesitating for a long time, Fang Yichen finally decided to help Zhang Qianqian take it off. Otherwise, I really couldn't rest. Just get out of here and there will be everywhere again.

Gripping his teeth, Fang Yichen stretched his trembling hands to the hem of Zhang Qianqian's sweater. He closed his eyes and lifted them up tremblingly.

It was originally something that was done quickly. However, because of the nervousness, my hands kept shaking, and the places I should touch and the places I should not touch were also touched. This time, I became even more nervous. As a result, my hands trembled even more violently. I could have done it in one go. As a result, it took three or five minutes before Fang Yichen took off Zhang Qianqian's sweater.

"It's finally done." After taking off Zhang Qianqian's sweater, Fang Yichen sighed in a low voice. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Then he opened his closed eyes. But as soon as his eyes opened, he immediately closed it again. Zhang Qianqian, whose sweater was taken off, was now tight on her upper body.

The misunderstanding was really big. Fang Yichen's forehead sweat came out again. He never thought that there was nothing under the sweater. This was much different from his estimate. In his opinion, he must have to wear something under the sweater. It would be too uncomfortable. But he is not a woman, and he will never understand why women wear it so much.

Now that things are like this, there is no way. I have taken it off. Is it possible to wear it back? Then isn't I sick? When things go to this point, I can only continue. Now, Fang Yichen dared not think that Zhang Qianqian must have clothes under her pants. But there is no way, so she can only take it off with her teeth. Is that going so far? Anyway, the ending is the same.

After helping Zhang Qianqian take off her pants, Fang Yichen was already sweating profusely. It wasn’t tired, but anxious. These pants were jeans or tights. It was difficult for no one to cooperate to take them off, let alone now that Zhang Qianqian is slumped on the sofa like a dead pig. She almost lifted Zhang Qianqian up and shook like a sack. Then she helped her take off her pants.

After a while, he made a lot of moves. But even so, Zhang Qianqian didn't react at all. After taking off her pants, she also confirmed that there was nothing under her pants except underwear. However, there was time for the sweater in front to prepare the preview. I was not that surprised this time. Of course, it was necessary to quickly put aside my eyes. It was too dazzling.

Now there is no time to think so much. Only a little bit left for others to take off. It's still so cold this day. If you put it here for a while, you will definitely catch a cold. Fang Yichen quickly picked up Zhang Qianqian. When he touched Zhang Qianqian's smooth skin, Fang Yichen's nerves all over his body became tense. His mind was blank and his face turned red. There was only one thought in his mind, that was to touch and continue to touch deeply. For Brother Fang Yichen, the first time he came into contact with the body of the opposite sex, this was inevitable. At this moment, Fang Yichen only felt that the cells in his body were not controlled by him.

At this time, anything can happen. One thought is Buddha and another thought is a demon.

"Ah snee..." Zhang Qianqian, who was still sleeping at this time, might have felt the cold and sneeze.

And the sneeze just woke Fang Yichen up. Fang Yichen was a little embarrassed and secretly blamed himself in his heart, "What am I doing? I almost did something to take advantage of others."

(Today's third update)
Chapter completed!