Xia Chunyu was carried back by Song Qi.
As soon as he came back, he fell down on the bed, full of the ascent of alcohol, and Ye Jiayao dared not open the window and ventilate. Drunken people had all their pores open and were easy to suffer from the cold.
She had to order people to prepare hot water, sober soup and then she changed his clothes herself.
But this guy was too uncooperative and moved around. He grabbed her with his both hands and giggled with his eyes closed: "Yaoyao, I'm so happy, I haven't been so happy for a long time ..."
Ye Jiayao had a helpless wry smile. She knew Chunyu's mood because Chunfeng's happiness had always been a knot in Chunyu's heart. He always felt that Chunfeng's misfortune was his fault. She didn't think so. It was because she had a guilty feeling towards Chunfeng that she was able to tolerate Liuli again and again.