Traveling through the troubled world

Waking up with a headache, Zhang Wuan managed to open his eyes. Although it was pitch black, he could vaguely see that this was his own room.

It was evening when I drank with Wantong, and it was already night.He didn't forget the absurdity after drinking, but he couldn't remember what happened in the end, let alone how he got back to the room.

Sitting on the head of the bed, a sigh pierced the silence of the room.What happened to him?Is it really difficult to hold oneself after drinking?This reason can't convince him, the green plum wine has not been brewed for a long time, and it will not have such alcoholic strength at all.Moreover, even if he drank half of the wine in his pavilion that had been brewed for two or three years, he would not be unable to control his behavior.

And last night, why was he unable to hold back just looking at that person's face close at hand, and into the eyes that reflected his figure?Are you willing to be the one to bear?

If Wan Teng sent him back, what is he doing now?Are you regretting the absurd move in the evening?Thinking about how to tell myself to make him forget about it?Maybe he just needs to say that the two of them drank too much to do such absurd thing, and no one needs to care about it, just pretend it never happened.

Laughing at himself, Zhang Wu'an felt that he was really a kind person, and he had thought up all the excuses for the other party so quickly, where could he find such a sensible one-night passion object like him.No, they haven't had a night yet.

"Pavilion Master, are you awake?" It was the voice of Shen Yuwei.

Zhang Wu'an responded, and there was no movement outside.

After a while, someone pushed the door open without saying hello, Kami Mio would not do such a rude thing, and he knew who it was without even thinking about it.

"You'd better not get out of bed," the cold tone had a touch of gentleness that was different from the past, it was so soft that you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.

"What? The host still wants to restrict people's freedom?" In less than one night, this "buli" became "the host" again, and even though there was still a burning pain somewhere behind him, Zhang Wu'an still shouted loudly.In fact, he could feel that the back had been drugged, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to sit up now with the intensity that would make him faint.

"I brought you dinner. You were sleeping all the time, and Kamiyuo was watching at the door. I told him to let me know when you wake up." Wan Teng touched the food brought by the black handle Put it on the table and go to light the lamp again.The room was lit up, making both of their faces flush.

Zhang Wu'an said in a disgusted tone, "Wait until I wake up, the dinner will be completely cold by now?"

Wan Teng smiled nonchalantly, "It can only be said that you are lucky. You woke up not long after the porridge was made. In view of the injury behind you, eat something light tonight, with green onions mixed with tofu, green vegetables and white porridge. Tomorrow Then I will make some delicious supplements for you."

"Tofu mixed with shallots?" Zhang Wu'an sneered, "What do you mean by the host? Is this dish used to remind you that nothing happened between me and we are clean?"

"What are you thinking about in your head every day?" Wan Cheng frowned slightly, "I asked Aunt Lin what is better for reducing swelling and blood stasis, and Aunt Lin said tofu. I just want to cut tofu slices and stick them on your place. You Would you like to?"

Zhang Wu'an's face turned red immediately, and he put tofu on...what are you kidding?

"Looking at your expression, you are unwilling, so you have to eat this tofu mixed with shallots. You have to eat a big plate, and there is also green vegetable porridge, which is boiled with herbs. It is good for your health. I will give you medicine again after eating , this medicine has a miraculous effect, and the pain will completely disappear tomorrow morning."

Zhang Wu'an really wanted to say "I'm in so much pain because of your intemperance", but considering that he might bite his tongue and kill himself after saying this, he could only swallow it forcefully.