When he brought the hangover soup back to the room from the kitchen, he saw that the little one was already asleep, hugging a pillow.

He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

This little thing has him in a really awkward situation.

They finally managed to get home to just the two of them.

He had originally hoped to try out a different kind of Qingqing.

He put down the hangover soup, gently sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully helped the little girl take off her outer clothes and trousers, changing her into a comfortable nightgown.

While she was changing, I quickly wiped her body to make sure she wouldn't feel uncomfortable after waking up.

Despite all this commotion, the little one was still breathing heavily and sleeping soundly.

He couldn't resist pinching the little girl's soft, smooth cheeks.

"What a little pig..."

…

Wen Qinghe slept until the sun was high in the sky before waking up.

She raised her hand and rubbed her throbbing temples.

That's the downside of being drunk.

The thought of being drunk brought back her memories.

Suddenly, I remembered the nonsense I had talked about at the dinner table last night.

Wen Qinghe belatedly realized her embarrassment and raised her hand to cover her face; she was truly speechless.

She never acted like this when she drank at home before, how come she still has the potential to go crazy when drunk?

It's one thing to be crazy, but couldn't you at least let her black out?

But the scene of how I teased people last night is still vividly etched in my mind.

She even made a bold statement in front of Lingling and her husband, saying that she would snatch Yan Xiao back to be her husband in the 108th house.

Wen Qinghe suffered a heart attack.

Yan Xiao shouldn't be angry, right?

It seems they later said they would make her a hangover soup.

I don't remember whether I drank it or not.

She vaguely remembered that the man fed her something.

Aside from a slight discomfort in her temples, she doesn't feel unwell overall.

Wen Qinghe slowly washed up, changed her clothes, and went out, constantly trying to convince herself otherwise.

"I don't know anything, I have a blackout, I don't remember anything."

While encouraging himself, he prepared to carry out the blackout to the very end.