With a determination to die, Tang Buhua picked up the bowl of sobering soup that looked not very good and drank it in big gulp.

Eh?!

The taste...it's actually pretty good.

It's not the kind of bitter tea or something you imagined, it's a strange taste.

Sweet, with a hint of bitterness, but just like the bitterness in dark chocolate, it is not difficult to accept.

Although it quickly reminds people of their minds and becomes clear all of a sudden, their heads don’t seem to hurt so much anymore.

Could it be...or is it a sobering soup specially made by Murong Jinyan?

"It tastes good?" Murong Jinyan walked out of the kitchen, holding two plates of fried snacks in his hand.

When he was at home, he dressed casually, but not casually. He wore a white shirt with sleeves rolled to his elbows, revealing his fleshy arms.

It's not the kind of particularly thick, but you can tell at a glance that they are all hard muscles, absolutely powerful.

Looking at his waist... you will know what is a standard inverted triangle figure, which makes you look thin and undressed. It is probably described as Murong Jinyan.

Murong Jinyan looks very much like Murong Yanxing in terms of figure, and is tall and slender, not like that kind of strong man.

His skin is not particularly dark, and the light wheat color is just right, so it won't look too white or too dark...

I heard that when I was a soldier in the past, I had to be a little darker. Now I don’t have to go to the playground to train every day, and the sun and rain are so my skin color has also come back.

It seems that Tang Buhuai is just right for Murong Jinyan.

"What are you stupid?" Murong Jinyan saw that Tang Buhuai was stupid, and he didn't know why the little girl was taller.

"Ah... no! Nothing happened." Tang Buhua waved his hands repeatedly, and in order to cover up the embarrassment, he moved the sober soup in his hand to say something, "I think this sober soup is delicious. Brother Jinyan, you have taken care of it!"

"What's wrong with you? Could it be... Is it because I traveled through time after getting drunk overnight? I just said thank you to me, but now I'm saying what to do with my heart." Murong Jinyan looked at her and said.

"Oh... it's not because... last night... last night... I got drunk..." Tang Buhua said slowly and his voice became smaller and smaller. She looked at Murong Jinyan carefully, trying to find something unique in his face.

But none of them...

This Murong Jinyan is really a master at concealing his emotions!

Tang Buhuai doesn't believe that he really doesn't have any thoughts about what happened last night...!

"It's okay, it's not a big deal." Murong Jinyan actually said that.

Well, instead of hiding it so much, she might as well ask directly: "That... Brother Jinyan, I heard that drunk people will be crazy about drinking... That... did I... do anything that makes you unhappy?"

"I won't care about you if you have it or not." Murong Jinyan looked at Tang Buhua deeply and continued to explain, "I mean, no matter whether you are drunk or not, I won't care about you, and I think you are not doing well."

Tang Buhuan couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard Murong Jinyan's words...

He, what does he mean...

She swallowed subconsciously...

Why, I always feel a little ambiguous.
Chapter completed!