After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

    Amamiya Qianxue frowned, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to Google what the process of taking care of drunk people was.

    But before she could find it, the other party struggled to get up and almost fell off the sofa.

    Amamiya Qianxue was startled, she quickly dropped her phone and helped Matsuda Jinhei to lie down again.

    "Hot..."

    The gray-blue eyes were still hazy.

    No sign of clarity.

    I can't feed the medicine, so I can only think of other ways.

    The temperature of the air conditioner is already very low and cannot be lowered any more.

     Staring at the vinegar on the kitchen counter, Amamiya Qianxue was in a tangle, in this state, would he drink the vinegar obediently? ? ?

    The acetic acid in the vinegar can produce a good chemical reaction with the ethanol in the wine to reduce the damage of alcohol to the human body.

    The second is to add a lot of water to avoid headaches caused by drunkenness and dehydration.

    Pour a small cup of vinegar and a large cup of warm water and set it aside.

    Amamiya Qianxue half-squatted and held the other's face and asked, "The formation is flat? The formation is flat?"

    "Huh?"

    However, in exchange, the other party just rubbed and murmured like a spoiled child.

    The capsule is definitely not mouth-to-mouth, it will just stick to the tongue and it is difficult to push it down.

    But liquid vinegar is easy to handle.

    It's just so sour! !

    The confused Matsuda Jinhei was very submissive at first, but when the warm liquid poured in from the other party's mouth, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked irritable.

    Seeing that she was about to be struggled away by the other party, she could only use some strength to press the other party's face directly and forcefully, the whole person was almost sitting astride.

    The long mouth-to-mouth feeding was finally over, Amamiya Qianxue was about to get ready, when Matsuda Jinping pressed the back of her head and hugged her in her arms, the whole person fell on the sofa cushion with the other party.

    The following is the temperature that is hot due to drunkenness, which makes it difficult for her to ignore it. She just wants to get up quickly, but the other party is too hard to hold her.

    "Wake up, relax..."

    I don't know if the numbness is the cause of the other party or because of the sour vinegar.

    Is this in revenge for feeding him such a sour thing? ?

    Amamiya Qianxue couldn't help but think so when she was struggling.

    The wine and the rising enthusiasm dyed her whole face crimson, she held her face and squatted aside to calm herself down.

    The water below should be ok.

    She muttered, dragging the other person to sit down, "Matsuda Jinping? Wake up?"

    "What?"

    He wanted to hug the person in front of him almost instinctively, his tone was vague and a little sticky.

    "Be obedient and drink water." She had a stiff face and a somewhat tough attitude.

    Maybe the taste in his mouth was too strange, Matsuda Jinhei opened his mouth obediently and drank most of the water in the cup.

    And then no matter how I feed, I dodge and stop drinking.

    The exhausted Amamiya Chiyuki sighed, and after rinsing her mouth, she sat on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

     Matsuda Jinpei first leaned on the other person's shoulders, and after half asleep, the whole person was not very reliable, and the helpless Amamiya Chiyuki put the other person's head on her knees.

    However, compared to the swaying state before, the other party finally stopped tossing around, the whole person was quiet, and the frowning eyebrows gradually eased.

    "It's safe."

    Amamiya Qianxue rubbed her eyebrows, feeling tired.

    Is it so tiring to take care of a drunk person? ?

    Considering the other party's situation, she put her hand on the other party's forehead and massaged it gently to relieve his drunkenness.

    In the extremely quiet room, in addition to the whirring of the central air conditioner, it is the long breathing sound of the people around you.

    Thinking about waiting for Matsuda Jinhei to wake up and teach her a lesson, Chiyuki Amamiya also dozed off in the silence.

    Knock on his head, which was still in a mushy state, he finally got his consciousness back.

    It is impossible to say that he has no consciousness and is completely drunk. His alcohol intake is not as good as Hagi, but it is not that bad.

    At least before entering the house, Matsuda Jinhei still retained a bit of consciousness, but saw the distress and entanglement on the face of the girl he liked.

    So I started to play a rogue with a bit of alcohol, and I refused to take medicine well, and I wanted the people I liked to coax me more.

    It wasn't until the indescribable sour taste poured into his mouth with the soft lips and tongue that his brain reacted clearly.

    But just now when she was leaning on Amamiya Qianxue's shoulder, she was distracted by alcohol, and her thinking became confused. Now she is sober a lot. It seems that vinegar is still useful? ?

    With slightly dark circles under the eyes, I added a little tiredness.

    Matsuda Jinhei couldn't bear to wake the other party, but she closed her eyes half-closed and rested. Another point was that she was awake now, so she probably knew that she was pretending before.

    For various unspeakable reasons, Matsuda Jinhei continued to act drunk.

    Half a sound, Amamiya Qianxue suddenly woke up, "Why did I fall asleep, it's a little cold, the air conditioner is really too low."

    She hurriedly reached out and touched the skin of the person on her leg, it was really cold, this is the rhythm of getting sick with a cold.

    Amamiya Chiyuki, who had no experience in caring for people, was a little crazy at the moment. Hagihara said that he was taken care of, don't worry, she was better, and took care of people directly in the direction of cold and sickness.

    After covering her forehead and sighing, Amamiya Chiyuki placed Matsuda on the sofa and patted her numb legs. She first turned the air conditioner on high, and then took it Blankets are placed over each other.

    Amamiya Chiyuki first went to the room to change into a set of clothes, and then went into the bathroom.

    In the heat, she dragged out the non-slip mat from the cabinet and spread it on the ground. After putting the bathing agent in the small bathtub, the originally clear and transparent water took on a verdant color. Smells of lime and citrus.

    This bathing agent was brought by Matsuda Jinhei from there, and was stuffed into the bathroom extremely forcefully.

    After finishing the bathroom preparation, she came to the living room, first patted the sleepy face of Matsuda Jinhei, "Wake up, wake up, don't sleep here, otherwise I'm going to catch a cold."

    The sky-like eyes blinked in confusion, and asked dully: "Go to bed?"

    He propped up his upper body, pulled the collar loose, and wanted to get up.

    "No, don't move around. You're sweating a lot, and there's a smell of alcohol. Go take a bath first, warm up your body before going to bed, or you'll definitely get sick."

    The pupils of Matsuda Jinping, who were still a little hazy, suddenly shrank, and the consciousness that had been distracted by alcohol was reunited at this moment.

    Because Amamiya Chiyuki, who was talking, was unbuttoning his shirt.

    No, wait, things seem to be going in an unexpected direction now...

    What would happen if I said I was awake now? ? Will you be beaten? Will it make each other angry?

    Besides, should this scene be forced to stop now? ?

    The brain that is encouraged by alcohol is almost shut down, can anyone refuse at this time?

    Matsuda Jinhei doesn't know, but he doesn't seem to be good.

    "Ah, wrinkled shirt, I don't have the ability to clean it up. It seems that this set of clothes has to be sent to a special store. How do I untie the belt?" She Muttering, tossing the belt buckle.

    The body of Matsuda Jinplain, which had been blown cold by the air conditioner, was now hot again, and it was unbearably hot.

    When she touched the other's skin, Amamiya Qianxue's heart trembled, she wouldn't have a fever so soon...

    Amamiya Chiyuki, who couldn't untie the belt at all, was very anxious, "I'll go get the scissors and cut it directly."

    "What's wrong?" He raised his eyes and asked in a trance.

    "I feel your body temperature is very high, but I can't solve it. If not, I will take you to the hospital directly."

    After weighing it several times, she felt that it was more appropriate to send it to the hospital.

    "No, I don't want to go." He put his arms around the person in front of him and muttered.

    Amamiya Qianxue patted the other person's face, "Be awake, why don't you go to the hospital when you are sick."

     With a click, the buckle is released.

    "Can you not go now?" He rubbed against the other person's neck and whispered.

    Amamiya Chiyuki frowned, was Matsuda Jinhei really drunk? An inexplicable conjecture appeared in her mind.

    Or is that what drunk people are like?

    Amamiya Chiyuki, who has never dealt with drunkenness, is in a bit of a situation.

    Black suit trousers hang between the well-trained waist and abdominal muscles, and down are smooth lines hidden by gray fabrics.

    When she took off her pants and only her underwear was left, Chiyuki Amamiya put her hands on the edge of the gray fabric for a few seconds, but she still didn't take it off.

    To look down on people without the other party's knowledge, this kind of behavior is too shameless, she can't do it.

    "Can you stand up? I'll take you to the bathroom. If you can't stand up, you can only hold it."

    "Where are you going?" With half of his body resting on the thin girl, Matsuda Jinping was stiff.

    Although it's been almost a month, this is definitely the first time. In order to maintain his good image in each other's hearts, he never shows too much at home, and even wears home clothes when he sleeps.

    The other party is similar, and after the first time, the excess skin is rarely exposed.

    It's basically a loose-fitting home wear that doesn't show the body's curves.

    However, after getting on the other party's body, he felt that Amamiya Qianxue's nightdress that was so wide that it was almost knee-length did not seem to be wearing an extra vest or anything.

    The messy thoughts and distractions were superimposed in layers in his brain, and he felt that he could no longer pretend.

    Is this a punishment from the gods? ?

    Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help but think so.

    Unfortunately, Qianxue Amamiya can't read minds, and she can't guess the various psychological activities in the other person's brain. After throwing the person directly into the bathtub, she wiped a handful of water that splashed on her face .

    She bent her arms and took off the nightdress.

    Matsuda Jinhei was stunned, his mind went blank, and it seemed that a bottle of strong wine mixed with ice was poured directly from the top of his head.

    "Are you really drunk?" Amamiya Chiyuki, who had taken off her nightgown, squatted in front of the bathtub and waved at Matsuda Jinping, who was already down.

    Amamiya Qianxue, who couldn't get a response, sighed, pulled the bathroom door closed, and tiptoed to rummage from the cabinet.

    In fact, under the nightdress is a black swimsuit.

    Thinking of bathing a guy who is not very cooperative must be a lot of effort, Amamiya Qianxue changed into her swimsuit ahead of time.

    In this way, you will not be afraid of getting your clothes wet, and there will be no embarrassing scenes.

    She thought so.

    But it seems that this seems to be counterproductive for Matsuda Jinhei.

    No matter how she blurred her vision, it was difficult to hide the black swimsuit on her snow-white skin. The sharp contrast made her skin soft like snow.

    Very, very ordinary one-piece swimsuit.

    It can be said that there is no bright spot in that style.

    Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help but start to compare with the swimsuit magazines he read before, although he knew that this kind of behavior was bad, but he couldn't help it.

    Or should I say that I don't want to order miscellaneous things at this time, my mind will be completely messed up.

    The strap hanging from the slender neck was tied into a bow behind her, and a few strands of the hastily pulled hair fell on the slender shoulders and neck, fluttering gently with her movements.

    The waist is soft and smooth, and the black strap hangs on the bulge at the hip bone, creating a thin red mark.

    He always knew that she had a good figure, as can be seen from the clothes she wore to the casino before.

    But when I saw the swimsuit today, I realized that it turned out to be this level...

    Matsuda Jinhei turned around, stared at the water without saying a word, and couldn't look any longer.

    "Found!"

    A light voice came through the mist.

    Then Matsuda Jinping, who hadn't reacted yet, was put on a blindfold, "To prevent water from getting into your eyes when washing your hair, just use it soon."

    The field of vision was suddenly dark, and the water was pouring down from the top of the head. When you couldn't see it, those tiny feelings became more and more obvious.

    For example, the shallow breathing under the sound of water from the nozzle…

    He felt stiff and unable to move.

     "Sure enough, I guessed right, you are not very drunk at all..."

    The faint voice rang in my ears.

    "Sorry."

    His slightly darker voice startled him.

    Amamiya Qianxue frowned, threw the nozzle into the other's arms, and sat on the edge of the bathtub with her legs crossed.

    "If you're sober, then wash yourself."

    As for how she knew, it was probably because of some strange phenomenon.

    Normally, a man who is not sober will not have this phenomenon at all.

      Transmitter transmission to the sacral cord, and of course neuronal contributions, such as peptide neurotransmitters and vasopressin working together."

    She folded her hands on her chest and explained the essence of this behavior indifferently, "To put it bluntly, it is a series of neurovascular activities, the parasympathetic nerve makes it successful, and the sympathetic nerve makes it It subsided, do you need me to help you stimulate the sympathetic nerve??”

    His guilty conscience at this moment is almost as fast as the water in this bathtub.

    So terrifying, is it that Amamiya Qianxue is really angry? ?

    "I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you." A sandy voice echoed in the bathroom.

    The touch that she didn't touch much made her heart skip a beat.

    "When did you wake up, is it fun to watch me make a joke?" she asked with a cold face.

    The hand that wanted to reach out was frightened back by the expressionless face, "It's not completely awake, it's all confused, and then wake up for a while."

    "Did you wake up when you fed your medicine?"

    "Not at first, but then I wake up if I don't eat."

    "When feeding you vinegar?"

    "Awakened by acid."

    "When I gave you a lap pillow?"

    "At that time, I was confused. After you fell asleep, I was basically completely awake."

    "When undressing?"

    "Awake."

    "What's next?"

    "All sober."

    "So it's fun to watch me make a joke for you?"

    "Not fun, I was wrong."

    Amamiya Qianxue glared at the other party, only to feel that there was a burst of anger that could not be vented, it was like punching cotton.

    However, due to the crimson cheeks, the eyes and pupils are wet due to the fog, even if the eyebrows are raised, the expression is pretending to be fierce, but there is no deterrent, but it makes Matsuda Jinping feel cute Extremely.

    "Sorry, but you look really cute."

    The other party lowered his voice and apologized, then stretched out his hand to clasp Qianxue Amamiya's waist, and carried the person directly into the bathtub.

     "Crash"

    With the sound of the water flowing out, Matsuda Jinhei hugged the person, patted the back and apologized softly.

    Jinping Matsuda laughed helplessly, "Okay, I see."

    In the steamy and narrow bathtub, listening to the sound of water splashing in their ears, the two did not continue to speak for a while.

    "I'm sorry tonight for your hard work."

    He apologized again, but this time, Chiyuki Amamiya felt a little embarrassed.

    For Matsuda Jinhei, in fact, tonight is in a good mood. The kite string in his hand is finally no longer a light existence. It is not that it will be broken when the wind blows, but Really in my own hands.

    Heavy, as heavy as a world.

    The hug that has nothing to do with love is long and long.

    Amamiya Qianxue half-closed her eyes and asked softly, "Am I really being selfish?"

    "What happened?"

    This is the second time she has asked this question today.

    "I'm reflecting on myself, whether I'm too determined and imposing my ideas on others every time." She was silent for a few seconds and then said, "I still want to save her."

     Matsuda Jinhei understood what she meant, and she still planned to carry out that plan.

    "I know I will get myself into trouble, I know you will be angry, I know it is dangerous, but I have a reason to do it, I was enlightened by the valley today, I probably understand the problem."

     Matsuda Jinhei listened to what she said, and turned over while hugging the person, sitting in the bathtub with his arms around the other's waist, and by the way turned on the constant temperature mode in the bathtub.

    Buried her head on top of the other person's hair, stared at the warm light hitting the sparkling water, the soft, broken light that looked like broken gold.

    "Then what?" He continued.

    The warm water wraps the body, and the warm satisfaction overflows the whole body.

    "Will you agree after a good discussion with you?" After a few seconds of silence, she asked.

    Matsuda Jinhei sighed, "I really want to say that I don't agree, but to a certain extent we are the same. I stand in your position and will make the same choice."

    From an equivalent exchange perspective, this is a no-loss trade.

    Exchanging a person's safety for quite rich benefits.

    If Matsuda Jinhei chooses himself, even if the person being exchanged is himself, he will not hesitate, without hesitation.

    And it just so happens that the person who is going to exchange is the person he puts on the top of his heart.

    "Thank you."

    Amamiya Qianxue muttered softly.

    The next second, she was forced to raise her chin, raised her head and looked at Matsuda Jin, who lowered her eyes.

    "Second time."

    "But you **** me off today too."

    The corners of Matsuda Jinping's raised mouth stiffened, "Okay, that's even."

    "Do you want to kiss?" she asked with a dazed expression.

    Only see the other party's eyes dark, desire seems to be dripping from it in the next second.

    He kissed each other's forehead in a soothing way, "No, you will be hurt in this case."

    "Huh?" Amamiya Qianxue was a little confused.

    Then Matsuda Jinhei hugged her waist and put her out of the bathtub.

      He opened the door and instructed: "By the way, don't take a cold shower. Taking a cold shower while drunk may cause shock. Remember to drink more water after soaking."

    "Yes, you go out."

    "Okay, Mr. Jinhei Matsuda who pretended to be drunk on purpose."