In the huge room, there was no light, only the dim light outside the window came in, the door opened, Song Xuan helped him, and stumbled to the bed.

Next to the big bed, she stumbled and fell into the bed by the person next to her.

The scorching breath with the smell of wine sprinkled in her ears unhurriedly, and she was about to get up, when Yang Haitao clasped her wrist: "Don't move, let me hold it for a while, okay?"

Song Xuan felt the heat coming from his body: "You...... Do you have a fever?"

Yang Haitao muttered: "There shouldn't be." ”

Song Xuan was a little distressed: "Why do you still go to drink when you are not feeling well?" Didn't you say that Huang Jianjun was allowed to go to those dinners?"

Yang Haitao moved, and his voice was very hoarse: "I thought I was going to sign a contract, but when I got to the dinner, the leader said that if we didn't finish drinking those bottles of wine, we wouldn't be able to take down this piece of land. ”

Wine table culture has always been like this.

Song Xuan's hand came to his back: "You have worked hard." ”

Yang Haitao held his arm and looked at her condescendingly: "I have never felt hard, I want to bring you the best life, you are the biggest motivation for me to work hard." ”

Before Song Xuan could be moved, he saw Yang Haitao's painful expression, suddenly got up, and stumbled into the bathroom.

Song Xuan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, blinking, his face full of astonishment, huh?

Immediately afterwards, the sound of Yang Haitao vomiting was heard.

She hurriedly ran to the bathroom, Yang Haitao was vomiting in pain while holding the pool, Song Xuan hurriedly walked over and patted him on the back: "Look at you, you said you vomited." ”

Yang Haitao was about to explain, but there was another upside down in his stomach, and another burst of vomiting.

It's over, the good image that has been accumulated with great difficulty has been subverted in an instant, and he should be very embarrassed like this.

Hey, my stomach was so uncomfortable that I was cramping for a while, and I vomited until the end, and only acid water remained.

He rinsed his mouth with water, then straightened up with difficulty and turned to look at her: "What I said was true. ”

His stomach was churning again, and Yang Haitao was so frightened that he quickly swallowed his saliva and suppressed the urge to vomit.

Song Xuan ripped off the towel on the shelf and got some warm water to wipe his face: "Okay, I'll get some milk for you to relieve your hangover." ”

Yang Haitao grabbed her again: "Can you cook some porridge? I just drank wine at night, I didn't care about eating, and now I'm very hungry." ”

Song Xuan shook his head: "Are these leaders trying to force people to death?"

After saying that, he helped him into the room, and then went downstairs to cook porridge for him.

Yang Haitao had a terrible headache and an uncomfortable stomach, so he fell asleep groggily with a quilt.

Half an hour later, Song Xuan brought a small tray of sticky white porridge, a stack of small pickles, and a cup of hot milk.

I really can't take care of myself.

Song Xuan put the tray down, reached out to pat his face, and when he touched it, he found that it was hot.

He had a fever.

Song Xuan frowned and called him softly: "Yang Haitao, wake up......"

Yang Haitao opened his eyes in a daze, Song Xuan sat on the edge of the bed, and helped him to do it: "Let's go change into pajamas first, sit in the quilt, you have a cold and a fever." ”

Yang Haitao sat up with difficulty and muttered, "I don't have the strength, you can bring my pajamas." ”

"Where's the pajamas?"

"In the closet behind you, hanging, a set of dark gray plaid pajamas. ”

Song Xuan opened the wardrobe and saw that it was neat and orderly, a set of dark gray plaid pajamas made it difficult to think of the second ancestor Yang Haitao with oily hair and powdery briefcase, his taste is really good and stable now.

She walked to the side of the bed with the set of pajamas, gently put it on the quilt, and saw Yang Haitao began to reach out to unbutton his shirt, Song Xuan didn't react, he was about to untie his abdomen, his chest was looming, and his figure was really good, Song Xuan hurriedly shouted: "You, you, you...... What are you doing?"