After the people walked away, everyone in the room looked at each other in confusion.

Li Qiuhe helped clean up the kitchen, and then the family slowly went home.

As soon as she entered the room, Yang Liu locked the door. She looked at Chu Yue and said, "Tell me, what happened to you today? Why did you force me to drink just now?"

Although Zhou Huatao himself lacked self-control, when he poured wine for others, his words and actions were meant to provoke them, and he was clearly using the method of provoking them.

Chu Yue lay directly on the bed. He rubbed his forehead and mumbled, "My head hurts."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be pretending, Yang Liu kicked him twice, but he didn't react.

I had never heard that he could drink before. Just now, in order to get others drunk, he seemed to have drunk a few glasses himself.

I had no choice but to get some hot water and scrub him clean. Then I made him a cup of brown sugar water and shook him awake: "Wake up, drink this first, so you won't have a headache tomorrow morning."

Chu Yue was not drunk at all at this moment. He sat up from the bed in an instant, his eyes full of smiles: "Liu Liu, you are so good to me."

Just now, she wiped his hands and face with great care and tenderness, as if she was treating a rare treasure. He could feel it.

I was also worried that he would have a headache when he woke up tomorrow, so I made him some honey water.

Well, my wife finally started to care about him.

Seeing him drink the entire glass of water, Yang Liu took the cup and asked with a bitter face, "If you don't explain it to me clearly, I won't be able to face Big Sister in the future. Look at what happened today."