99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear novel Chapter 109

My rationality was taken over by alcohol, and without thinking, the words came out.

So I didn’t notice Tristan’s stiff action for a moment, and could only hear his voice, which became slightly husky, say indifferently: “Stop messing around.”

I finally calmed down.

When we got to the guest room, Tristan put me on the bed and pulled the covers over me.

At that moment, Joy also brought the prepared sobering soup over.

“Put it here,” Tristan said, sitting on the side of the bed and lifting his chin.

Joy was stunned for a moment, quickly responded, put down the sobering soup, and left.

Tristan saw that I was about to fall asleep in a daze, and said: “Drink this first, then go to sleep. You won’t have a headache when you wake up.”

I lay in bed, feeling uncomfortable all over.

I sat up in a daze, but as soon as I lifted the quilt, I was about to get out of bed. Tristan stopped me: “Where are you going?”

“I

to take a bath.” Although I was drunk, my subconscious habit was still there.

I couldn’t sleep without taking a bath, it just didn’t feel clean.

Tristan paused for a moment, handed me the bowl, and said: “Drink this first, then you can take a bath.”

I looked at him, and it was obvious that there was no room for negotiation, so I had to drink the sobering soup, and then went to take a bath.

But after just a few steps, my stomach turned upside down, and my vision became dizzy. I quickly rushed into the bathroom and vomited everything in my stomach over the washbasin.

“Are you okay?”

Tristan’s figure stood at the door, his voice calm but with a hint of concern. I shook my head and said I was fine.

The next moment, I looked up at the mirror and saw my disheveled hair and smeared makeup from the tears that had been forced out by vomiting. I looked like a mess.

And the questioning look from Tristan standing not far away.

I suddenly had something to do.

Even the alcohol was half–awake.

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“I’m fine, you… I’m going to take a bath.” I quickly pushed him away and closed the door with a bang, leaning against the door and sitting on the ground.

My image in front of Tristan was completely ruined tonight…

I came to my senses, quickly took the clothes, and said thank you in a low voice.

After closing the door, I spread out the clothes. It was a simple white short–sleeved top and a pair of sports shorts.

It seemed to be the clothes Tristan bought for sports.

The style was simple, but the fabric was very comfortable, and the workmanship and logo were obviously expensive, but Tristan gave them to me as pajamas.

I shook my head to get rid of some random thoughts, quickly changed into the clothes and walked out. I saw Tristan sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed, sitting casually and elegantly, holding a book and reading with his eyes lowered.

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“Haven’t you gone to sleep yet?” I asked subconsciously when I saw he hadn’t gone back to his room.

Upon hearing the question, Tristan didn’t lift his head: “I was afraid you would fall asleep in the bathroom again, and if you slept there for a whole night, no one would go to get you

I choked, not knowing whether to be annoyed or embarrassed, or whether the alcohol was still in effect. The words I usually only complained about in my heart came out: “Mr. Franco, if you always speak like this, do you really have friends?”

Such a handsome mouth, it would be better if it couldn’t speak.

Tristan finally looked up, and when his eyes met mine, he paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly.