Baozi responded the fastest, "I'll go to bed right away."
The three ran away in a hurry, and the glutinous rice balls were not far behind, to see who could rush first.
Yuan Qingling's head was buzzing, and she didn't feel dizzy just now. At the moment, she was dizzy, and her temples were still aching. She fell on the bed and could hardly think. The heavy feeling came again, as if she was about to faint general.
She patted her head, trying to stay awake as much as possible, hoping that the fifth child will come back soon, and talk about it when she meets the previous one.
However, after losing to the darkness, his eyes slowly closed, and he didn't know if he fell asleep or passed out in a coma.
Yu Wenhao and Xu Yi returned to the mansion at the time of Hai. Tang Yang did not sleep and was guarding outside. Seeing Xu Yi helping Yu Wenhao come back, he knew that he was drunk again, and couldn't help complaining, "How can I get drunk tonight? Xu Yi Don’t you look at it a little bit?"
"Can you see it? How many people came to toast, but General Gu Si and Hu Dawei blocked a lot, otherwise he would be even more drunk." Xu Yi was also top-heavy, and he also drank a lot.
"Hey, help back first, I'll ask someone to cook sober soup." Tang Yang went quickly.
Xu Yi helped Yu Wenhao back to Xiaoyue Pavilion, and threw it on the Luohan bed, "Master, you sleep by yourself, and your subordinates are going to vomit..."
He rushed out like an arrow, and it didn't take long for him to say something miserable.
Yu Wenhao was not completely drunk and confused, but his head was dizzy, and he barely struggled, "Oh, I'm going to help Lao Yuan wash his hair tonight."
Lu Ya and Man'er came in and waited on him. After hearing these words, Qi Luo said hurriedly: "No need, it's washed, Lord, you stand firm... Man'er, take the spittoon quickly, Lord is going to throw up."
Man'er ran over immediately, took the spittoon, and Yu Wenhao took it and held it in his arms. The uncomfortable energy in his stomach was so irritating that it was about to rush up, and he couldn't vomit it out.
"Go all... Don't wait!" he murmured.
"The slave maid will pour you a glass of water!" Man'er ran over and poured a cup of hot water in a hurry. Yu Wenhao took it and held Man'er's shoulder with one hand, blushing like Guan Gong, drunk and dizzy, "You stand for this king Set, don't shake it, the king's eyes are dazzled."
Man'er couldn't laugh or cry, "Sister Qiluo, or help him to sleep in the next room first."
"Also, I don't have to quarrel with the princess!" Qi Luo said.
Yu Wenhao dropped the cup with a clatter, and walked over to the bed staggeringly, "No... all go out, this king is going to sleep."
He flew off his shoes, lay down, and opened the quilt indiscriminately, muttering, "Be careful, don't hurt the child."
He turned his head and stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Qingling. With this movement, Yuan Qingling naturally woke up, staring at him, "Drunk?"
This sudden sound made Yu Wenhao scream in fright, jumped up on the bed, jumped onto the table in the volley, slipped, he fell to the ground with the split fork, the table fell over and smashed into the chair. When the chair came up, the chair rolled over and fell directly on his body.
He waved his hands and feet, like a shackled hairy crab, trying hard to get up, his dark eyes kept looking at the bed, but his sight was blocked by the table, and he was so angry that he kicked hard.
After Man'er and Qiluo were stunned for a while, they sighed and convinced, and came over to help move away. He jumped up, and Yuan Qingling was already barefoot and standing in front of him.
With long hair hanging down, a plain loose robe covering the body with a big belly, bare feet slightly apart, suddenly appeared in front of Yu Wenhao like a bulky penguin.
Yu Wenhao slapped herself on her head, looked at her intently, blinked, and muttered: "Oh my God, I'm really drunk tonight."
Yuan Qingling sighed and stretched out her hand to help him, "Is it a skill to drink? Do you want to die?"
Yu Wenhao looked at the slender five fingers on his arm, and then at Yuan Qingling’s pale and clean face. The light and shadow were constantly beating and spinning in front of his eyes. He murmured and followed Yuan Qingling to the bed and looked back suddenly. Looking at Man'er and Qiluo, "Can you see her?"
Man'er and Qiluo were fed up with the dementia of the drunkard, and said in unison: "Master, we are not blind!"
Yuan Qingling's wrist was suddenly grasped by his iron-like fingers. When his eyes were dark, the person was pushed into his arms. The solid chest hit her nose and the pain caused her tears to flow out. No matter that, he was strangled, not at all loose, she couldn't even pant for breath, and her stomach was tender. The drunk manpower was very strong, and the brain was still dull. She could only beat him vigorously. Struggling back.
Yu Wenhao's reason and nerves that had been anesthetized by alcohol finally came back. Only when he held her did he gain a sense of reality. The vacancy in his heart these days was suddenly filled.
His lips fell to her ears, hair and forehead, hot with tears, sobbed, "If you don't wake up, I will go crazy."
Yuan Qingling grabbed his hair and tugged, and finally got a gap to breathe in, gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't let it go, I will be suffocated by you."
Yu Wenhao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately let go, looking at Yuan Qing’s red face and gasping for breath, only to realize that he had just used a lot of energy under excitement, and he was distressed and guilty. He was busy apologizing and stroking. Yuan Qingling's back helped her smoothly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I saw you wake up so excited."
"Lao Jiu didn't tell you that I woke up?" Yuan Qing Ling felt the pain in her chest disappeared, staring at him with round eyes, really, this man is very defeated and romantic, I thought she experienced the coma after he went out. The first time I met, it must have been full of affection, and I didn't want to almost die in his hands.
Yu Wenhao turned his head, no wonder Old Jiu kept yelling at him tonight, but there was a lot of covetous voices, who knows what ball he yelled at? Won't you come over to talk privately
His face suddenly became stern, and he yelled at him with anger, "Old Jiu knew that? Why didn't he tell this king? This kid is ungrateful. If I had known it, why would he still drink? I'll be back soon."
Tang Yang just came in with the sober soup, and he was full of anger and clarity when he heard the curse, and said, "Master, it seems that you don't need to drink this sober soup. I'm sober."
He put the hangover soup on the table and raised his hand, "Girls, let's withdraw, we don't have to wait here anymore."
Qi Luo and Man'er covered their mouths and smiled and walked out with Tang Yang, closing the door thoughtfully.
Yu Wenhao squatted down in front of Yuan Qingling and looked at her quietly. Most of the time he woke up, his head was still a little dizzy. The soul may not be in the body, at least part of it was floating in the air, because he still had too many problems. Reality, everything is dreamy.
He clings to her hands on his face, her hands are very warm, pressed against his cold face, his heart is sour, "Are you really awake?"
Yuan Qing looked at him tenderly with eyes, and gently rubbed his fingers on his face, wiping the moist corners of his eyes without a trace. Her separation stayed before he set off for nearly half a year.
This man has become a bond between her heart and soul, taking root in her heart domineeringly.
Lips fell on his handsome eyes, his eyelashes quivered, his head slightly lifted his lips along his cheeks and gently bit her chin, then he said: "The only thing I am grateful for during this time of separation is, Avoided the first trimester of your pregnancy."