When she woke, Xiao Qian found her head hurting terribly.
She had drunk too much last night.
It seemed like Yu Minglang had caught her gaze and turned to look at her, smiling as brightly as a flower.
Xiao Qian would no longer be deceived by his husky-like loyal-dog facade; even if he tried to smile like a morning glory, she wouldnât believe himâ¦
âQian Bao, youâre awake ~â He approached her tenderly, as if he was a super considerate and nice guy.
âMy head hurtsâ¦Yu Minglang, so youâve always been good at drinking, always fooling me by saying that you canât drink?â How naive she was to believe him.
Such a naive girl!
âWell, this is because ââ Yu Minglang wanted to explain his gentlemanly virtue of honesty but failed to convince her.
He had indeed deceived the girl, pretending to be a pig to eat a tigerâ¦
Seeing Xiao Qian didnât plan to forgive him, Yu Minglang clutched his head and screamed.
âOuch!â
Xiao Qian hurried over to check, only to see him clutching his head, pityingly exclaiming, âMy head hurts.â
âDo you have a cold?â Filled with worry, Xiao Qian quickly dismissed the thoughts of his lies.
âNo, this is a hangover, yes, itâs the after-effect of being drunk!â
He made a regretful expression, âAlcohol is a poison that harms both body and mind. I canât remember anything about last night because of it, and all these after-effects are the fault of alcohol. All mistakes are the alcoholâs fault.â
Yu Minglang had brilliantly found a plausible reason as a defense for his thick-skinned deceit.
Xiao Qian initially didnât want to call out his shameless excuses, but seeing his cunning face, she couldnât help but say something.
âI donât believe you got drunk to a headache, and by the way, was your reaction yesterday that of someone witha blackout? Are you really that good at drinking?â
She now seriously suspected that the Yu Minglang in her past life was just pretending weakness to seize an advantage, his drinking capacity was definitely not as little as he had demonstrated.
Judging from the situation of drinking yesterday, it was hard to say who had the better capacity, her or him. Xiao Qian feels that heâs not affected by more drinking, but as for herself, it seemed like she would blackout if she kept drinking.
In fact, yesterday when he took her back, Xiao Qianâs head was dizzy, but he was unaffected, like nothing had happened.
âI was drunk, and Iâm still drunk now â â As her clear eyes look at him, his soul almost left him, âNot because of the alcohol, but because you make my heart drunk.â
âGet out!â
Xiao Qian decided that she would never believe him again. Yu Minglangâs drinking ability was definitely better than she had imagined.
So, his poor tolerance to alcohol in his past life was all a deception.
Haha.
The gloomy day, with its chilly winds, did not affect the people inside the house. Having not yet recovered from her hangover, Xiao Qian received a head massage from Yu Minglang.
After a while, Xiao Qian found it quite nice, and with her eyes closed, was about to fall asleep.
Yu Minglang got up, hesitated before leaving, and planted a kiss beneath her closed eyes only to be brushed away by her hand.
âGo awayâ¦Iâm tired!â
Yu Minglang pursed his lips, âIâve found that women really are ruthless, discard after using!â
Know what turning oneâs back on old debts means? Just look at her!
She was still clinging to him for a massage just now, he was trying his best to serve her, look at how fast this little one turned her back on him!
âIf you keep nagging, I wonât even use you in the futureâ¦â She said lazily with her eyes closed, not sure whether it was a reaction or sleep talk.
Yu Minglang felt that fairy tales were all lies.
The advice in the books said that one should take care of their girlfriend conscientiously, so she would love him more. In the end, all he had was a disdainful figure.
She couldnât be bothered to utter a single word to him anymore.