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Chapter 1938 Are you angry again?

This time Lin Zhaoxia is quite obedient.

He probably fell asleep on the way back, so the drunken torture did not happen again.

In order not to wake up the young man, Yang Moyan felt that he simply washed his face and changed into his pajamas, and then put him to sleep.

Wait until the next morning.

As soon as Lin Zhaoxia opened her eyes, she felt a headache that was about to explode.

This is the aftermath of a hangover.

Misty stepping out of bed to wash, Lin Zhaoxia, who smelled heavily of alcohol, almost choked herself when she opened it.

On the way to the bathroom, I almost stepped on the flat ground and fell down.

Lin Zhaoxia's legs were weak, and when she walked to the bathroom at such a short distance, she gasped heavily.

Grinding her teeth, Lin Zhaoxia straightened her face first, and then she felt refreshed.

After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and just came out of the bathroom when Yang Moyan pushed the door in, holding a glass of green liquid in his hand.

Lin Zhaoxia's movement of pulling the door stopped suddenly.

In the next moment, she was going to pull the sliding door back again.

Of course Yang Moyan saw the situation in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows, "What are you hiding from? Come here."

Lin Zhaoxia twitched the corners of her lips, "What is that in your hand?"

"Want to know? Come and see for yourself."

"..."

Lin Zhaoxia thought it was a trap, and she wouldn't take it if she was killed.

It won't be some kind of medicine...

But 5 minutes later, Lin Zhaoxia held the cup of green liquid that Yang Moyan brought in, and she hated herself, "Well, the law of true fragrance."

It hit him in the face, it was really loud.

Who knew it was mung bean soup?

Yang Moyan didn't say anything either.

Lin Zhaoxia is absolutely curious again, the stalemate between the two, this time Young Master Yang was extraordinarily patient, just waiting for her to pass by.

No matter how much Lin Zhaoxia tried to dawdle, she still couldn't resist her curiosity in the end.

Mung bean soup is fragrant and delicious.

After drinking one cup, I still felt a bit burning in my stomach, and my mouth still had a bitter taste, all of which were cured.

"Sleep longer?" Yang Moyan looked at the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

Lin Zhaoxia shook her head.

Yang Moyan raised his hand to touch her forehead again, the temperature was normal, which reassured him a lot, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It hurts..." Lin Zhaoxia puffed her cheeks, her hair was still messed up, and there were a few stupid hairs on the top of her head. That appearance was really cute and cute.

Yang Moyan raised his hand, and poked the boy's forehead unceremoniously with his fingertips, "Did I let you drink? Or did I give you a headache?"

The boy raised his hand and went to shoot, "Hey!"

Yang Moyan snorted, "Longer memory, don't be sold by others and count money for others."

It's really poisonous to say that.

She was grinding her teeth with youthful anger, but it was a pity that she was the one to blame. She wanted to go back, but she had a terrible headache and didn't even have the mood to organize words.

She simply leaned her head on Young Master Yang in front of her in a paralyzed state.

"Are you going to piss me off again? Go on...I drink it every day, even in front of you!"

Yang Moyan: "..."

Seeing that Yang Moyan was speechless, Lin Zhaoxia raised her lips with a naughty smile, and in the next moment, warm fingers fell on her temples, and Yang Moyan was gently massaging the boy's head.

"Is there any work today?"

Yang Moyan didn't argue with her about the last topic, but directly changed the topic.

Lin Zhaoxia closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around Young Master Yang's waist in front of her, "No, not recently, I gave myself and Yun Luoli a few days off."

(End of this chapter)