Chapter 525: A Passionate Night (9)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Song Qingchun accepted the room card from the waiter and took several deep breaths before swiping the card on the door and pushing it open .
Qin Yinan had booked a suite, and only the lights in the living room were on . The doors to the other rooms were open, but they were completely dark .
Su Zhinian was leaning against the sofa before the windows with his eyes closed .
Probably due to the over drinking, his face was startlingly white . The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sturdy collarbones that glistened under the lights .
Song Qingchun stood at the door, studying Su Zhinian, before she closed the door quietly behind her and tip-toed toward the sleeping Su Zhinian .
As she got close, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, causing Song Qingchun to jump back instinctively in shock . Then, she stood there as Su Zhinian staggered all the way toward the bathroom .
The door to the bathroom was open, and soon, a series of vomiting sound came out from it . Song Qingchun gripped the purse and medicine in her hands tightly before she placed them on the coffee table and wandered into the bathroom .
He did not switch on the lights, but using the lights from the living room, she could see the man bent over the sink, coughing and vomiting furiously .
She dashed forward to stand beside him and reached out to pat his back lightly .
The sound of his coughing gradually dwindled . Eventually, he raised his head to look at the mirror before them . Due to the lack of lighting, Song Qingchun could not catch a good look of his face, and she had no idea whether the man in his state was able to recognize her or not .
He reached out to seek out the faucet . His fingers searched the surface for a long time, but he could not find it . Song Qingchun immediately helped him with it .
He cupped his palms under the faucet, trying to scoop up the water to gargle his mouth . However, due to his incessant shivering from excessive drinking, the water splashed out of his hands the moment the liquid touched his skin .
Song Qingchun turned around to switch on the lights in the bathroom . She grabbed the plastic mug on the counter, rinsed it twice, filled it with water, and passed it to Su Zhinian .
In his daze, Su Zhinian accepted the mug, but before he could pull it to his lips, the mug slipped from his grip and landed in the sink . Thankfully, the mug was plastic or else they would have had another emergency to deal with .
Song Qingchun fetched the mug from the sink and filled it with water again . This time, she personally put the mug to his lips . After she made sure he had cleaned his mouth, she dragged him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom .
Song Qingchun placed Su Zhinian on the bed and gave him the medicine before pulling his dirtied shoes and clothes off .
Even though he was drunk beyond belief and there were no other people in the room, when Song Qingchun saw his muscular chest and abs, her face still blushed shyly . She could not help herself from taking a few extra glances before pulling the blanket over him .
His hand was dangling from the bed . When she reached over to pull it back under the cover, she noticed the wrist was exceptionally red like it was scalded . In fact, when she looked closer, it had started to blister at several places .
Song Qingchun stared at his wrist for a moment before grabbing her purse and leaving the room .
When she returned, Su Zhinian was already asleep . She knelt beside the bed and tenderly used the disinfectant and bandage she just bought from the convenience store to take care of Su Zhinian's wound .
The room was quiet . Song Qingchun, who had finished applying the bandage, did not get up from the floor . She stared at his hand for a long time before slowly turning her head up to look toward his face .
Chapter 525 A Passionate Night 9 Translator Lonelytree Editor Millman97Song Qingchun accepted the room card from the waiter and took several deep breaths before swiping the card on the door and pushing it open . Qin Yinan had booked a suite, and only the lights in the living room were on . The doors to the other rooms were open, but they were completely dark . Su Zhinian was leaning against the sofa before the windows with his eyes closed . Probably due to the over drinking, his face was startlingly white . The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sturdy collarbones that glistened under the lights . Song Qingchun stood at the door, studying Su Zhinian, before she closed the door quietly behind her and tip toed toward the sleeping Su Zhinian . As she got close, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, causing Song Qingchun to jump back instinctively in shock . Then, she stood there as Su Zhinian staggered all the way toward the bathroom . The door to the bathroom was open, and soon, a series of vomiting sound came out from it . Song Qingchun gripped the purse and medicine in her hands tightly before she placed them on the coffee table and wandered into the bathroom . He did not switch on the lights, but using the lights from the living room, she could see the man bent over the sink, coughing and vomiting furiously . She dashed forward to stand beside him and reached out to pat his back lightly . The sound of his coughing gradually dwindled . Eventually, he raised his head to look at the mirror before them . Due to the lack of lighting, Song Qingchun could not catch a good look of his face, and she had no idea whether the man in his state was able to recognize her or not . He reached out to seek out the faucet . His fingers searched the surface for a long time, but he could not find it . Song Qingchun immediately helped him with it . He cupped his palms under the faucet, trying to scoop up the water to gargle his mouth . However, due to his incessant shivering from excessive drinking, the water splashed out of his hands the moment the liquid touched his skin . Song Qingchun turned around to switch on the lights in the bathroom . She grabbed the plastic mug on the counter, rinsed it twice, filled it with water, and passed it to Su Zhinian . In his daze, Su Zhinian accepted the mug, but before he could pull it to his lips, the mug slipped from his grip and landed in the sink . Thankfully, the mug was plastic or else they would have had another emergency to deal with . Song Qingchun fetched the mug from the sink and filled it with water again . This time, she personally put the mug to his lips . After she made sure he had cleaned his mouth, she dragged him out of the bathroom and into the bedroom . Song Qingchun placed Su Zhinian on the bed and gave him the medicine before pulling his dirtied shoes and clothes off . Even though he was drunk beyond belief and there were no other people in the room, when Song Qingchun saw his muscular chest and abs, her face still blushed shyly . She could not help herself from taking a few extra glances before pulling the blanket over him . His hand was dangling from the bed . When she reached over to pull it back under the cover, she noticed the wrist was exceptionally red like it was scalded . In fact, when she looked closer, it had started to blister at several places . Song Qingchun stared at his wrist for a moment before grabbing her purse and leaving the room . When she returned, Su Zhinian was already asleep . She knelt beside the bed and tenderly used the disinfectant and bandage she just bought from the convenience store to take care of Su Zhinian s wound . The room was quiet . Song Qingchun, who had finished applying the bandage, did not get up from the floor . She stared at his hand for a long time before slowly turning her head up to look toward his face .