I wanted to get up, but my head felt very dizzy, and I felt dizzy when I sat up.
Finally, he listened to the man beside the bed and lay back.
"Feng Yuhua..." She frowned and rubbed her eyes.
Why did Feng Yuhua's face become so strange? He didn't even look like her anymore.
But she couldn't see clearly the lines of the other person's face, it was all blurry.
Qingge blinked again, still unable to see clearly, so she simply stopped looking.
"Feng Yuhua, I'll drink with you another day, get lost, I'm going to bed."
She turned over and wanted to pull the quilt up to cover herself.
However, I don’t know where the quilt has gone, and I can’t catch it no matter how hard I try.
Finally, I grabbed a hand.
The palm of my hand is a little cold, but it is very comfortable to hold.
"Who are you?" Qingge muttered, such a big hand did not look like Feng Yuhua's.
Mu Yuan?
"Mu Yuan, I want to drink water." He rubbed "Mu Yuan's" cold hand and was a little reluctant to let go.
She chuckled: "Mu Yuan, from now on, you can make some wine for me and bury it under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for many years."
Mu Bai picked up the sobering soup prepared by Mu Yuan, helped Qingge sit up, and let her drink it slowly.
"It doesn't taste good..." After just two sips, he suddenly looked disgusted.
"Drink more." Mu Bai coaxed softly, "Drink it, and your head will not hurt when you wake up tomorrow."
"I don't want to drink..."
"Be good and drink it."
Chu Qingge reluctantly drank the bowl of hangover soup after a long time.
This was the first time that Mu Bai saw such a willful side of her.
I'm afraid I won't have a chance to see this side even on a windy night.
Is it only in front of Mu Yuan that she would be so wanton and willful?
Mu Yuan is the most special existence to her.
Maybe it has nothing to do with love, but this feeling may not be inferior to love.
That's why she was in such pain when Mu Yuan died.
Mu Bai didn't want to admit that he was really jealous. In the end, jealousy just turned into envy.
He really envied Mu Yuan...
"Mu Yuan..."
Just as she was thinking about it, Chu Qingge called out softly.
Mu Bai felt sour in his heart, but he could only respond: "What do you want?"
"Go to sleep, you haven't even had a good rest."
"When you fall asleep, I will go back and rest." He said.
Qingge said no more and closed her eyes, as if she really wanted to sleep.
Her head hurt so much that she felt dizzy and sore, and the hangover soup had not yet begun to take effect.
My stomach is also very uncomfortable.
But she did obediently close her eyes and go to sleep.
There was a man in the room, but she didn't feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable.
She didn't have the slightest bit of defense against Mu Yuan.
Mu Bai sighed lightly, feeling extremely complicated.
Unable to bear it, he gently held her hand.
Chu Qingge didn't even have the slightest intention of struggling. It was obvious that her relationship with Mu Yuan was so close that no one could compare.
These little hands are soft and waxy, and the feel is indescribably good.
"I will set off with Master tomorrow and return to Southern Jin first."
Looking at Qingge's blushing face, a slight ripple surged in his heart.
But in her heart, there were only Feng Liye and Mu Yuan, and even if he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
"If you don't like me, I will stay with Master from now on and I won't bother you anymore, okay?"
Naturally, Qingge didn't respond.
Mu Bai took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.
This may be their last close encounter.
Even if it’s just a kiss on the back of your hand!
Mu Bai put down her hand and covered her with a quilt.
After giving her one last look, he stood up and turned to leave.
From now on, I won't embarrass her again.
Even he himself doesn't know what's going on with the two Gu worms on his body. Maybe they will attack at any time.
This is fine, it saves her trouble.
"Qing'er, take care."
Mu Bai walked to the door and was about to open it when a girl's slight call came from the bed behind him: "Mu Bai..."
