In the midst of conversation,
the hangover soup laid out to cool for Wang Meng on the table had gotten quite cold.
Su Ningxiu took a sip.
It was warm.
It was now completely suitable to feed to Wang Meng.
Su Ningxiu went to feed Wang Meng the soup.
Su Yunjin brought over another brush, and together with the one her sister had just used, there were two in total—one for her brother-in-law and one for her sister.
Wang Meng had been lying on the bed for a while.
Gradually, he began to sober up.
Feeling someone pouring something into his mouth, Wang Meng frowned and then opened his eyes, surprised to see it was his little wife. Wang Meng was stunned.
"Xiuxiu," his head hurt terribly.
And he was still somewhat dizzy.
Wang Meng rubbed his temples with his hand.
Su Ningxiu was delighted, "Husband, have you woken up?" Wang Meng had been passed out for so long, and finally, he had come to. Seeing Wang Meng awake, Su Ningxiu's tone was filled with excitement.
