After my ex-husband found out that I was going to fall in love with Zong, it was officially announce

Chapter 213

When Song Yin woke up, it was just dawn, and she suddenly sat up and felt a splitting headache, and her whole body was not well.

After sitting for a long time, he finally stabilized his dizziness. After taking a look at the unfamiliar environment, he immediately became vigilant.

"You're awake, are you feeling better?"

Song Yin looked sideways, and saw a sofa not far from her, and a man was sitting on the sofa.

He should have been woken up by himself, and the man's face was a bit tired.

Song Yin recognized the person opposite by the light, and her tense body relaxed a little for a moment.

"Why am I here?"

"You were drunk yesterday. I happened to pass by and saw you, so I brought you back."

Huo Yunchen briefly mentioned all the details, including Song Yin's clamor to go hunting after returning, including her insistence on dragging him to recite the teacher's list, and insisting on going to the roof to look at the stars without mentioning a word.

Song Yin tried her best to recall what happened yesterday, but she only remembered that she felt bad after having a drink with Director Guan, and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, but then she seemed to be stopped by someone, and then she felt bad. remembered.

"Thank you."

Can't think of it and don't bother to think about it, Song Yin said lightly, and was about to get out of bed.

"You go to rest first, I'll get you some food, after you eat, you're going to sleep, and you wake up when you're completely drunk."

Song Yin frowned, obviously not used to living here.

"I am fine."

"The wound on your arm hasn't healed yet. The wound was bleeding again yesterday. Rest a little longer. I still have business to deal with. You can sleep on your own. Let them call me if you need anything."

Song Yin was still about to say something, but Huo Yunchen had already got up and strode away.

She also wanted to get out of bed, but as soon as she moved, her head hurt like hell. In the end, she didn't bother herself anymore and lay back on the bed.

Soon there will be someone knocking on the door. It is a little girl holding a tray with two porcelain bowls on it.

"Miss Song, you are awake, eat something quickly."

Song Yin nodded, and said lightly, "Thank you, you put it here, I'll get up right away."

When the little girl heard this, she hurriedly stopped her, "Don't move, just lie here and I'll take it over and over again. You're just a little bit better, and you'll definitely feel uncomfortable after tossing around."

Song Yin was really uncomfortable when she moved, so she didn't insist on it.

The little girl set up a table on the bed and put all the food on it. She just said it was for food, but it was just a bowl of white porridge and a bowl of dark soup that she didn't know what it was.

Song Yin felt sick to her stomach when she smelled the bad smell, and her brows became more and more wrinkled.

"what is this?"

The little girl hurriedly explained, "This is the toast medicine prescribed by the doctor. The taste of those sold outside is not bad, but the effect is not good. This effect is very good. You will not have a headache when you drink it tomorrow morning."

Song Yin's face was full of resistance, and she tactfully refused, "I'm much better now, I don't need this, I'll just drink some porridge."

"How can it be done? Don't be afraid. Take a sip and it won't hurt you. It's not as bitter as you think."

She thought that Song Yin was afraid of taking medicine. After all, many girls were like this, especially the young ladies who were spoiled and spoiled since childhood.

She had an empathetic look on her face, and she broke Song Yin's strength with a single word, "Yesterday you yelled not to take the medicine, because the medicine is too bitter, no matter how much you fed him, you didn't take it in, and in the end you bit him and said He wants to kill you, oh, ha..."

After finishing speaking, I realized that I was so happy that I even forgot what my husband explained, so I quickly stopped talking and changed the topic.

"You'd better drink it while it's hot. This medicine is not bitter. If you don't like it, I'll bring you some sugar. You'll be fine after you drink it."

Not daring to look at Song Yin, she set the bowl and ran out in a hurry, leaving Song Yin sitting there alone with a face full of embarrassment.

So she went crazy drinking yesterday?

She tried her best to recall all kinds of yesterday, and the fragmented fragments also reminded her of some things.

She... She seems to be pulling Huo Yunchen to see the stars?

Song Yin's face became darker and darker, and finally she wished she could cover herself with the quilt.

Is she crazy to do such a thing?
No, no, it must be the ghost of the original owner, otherwise it wouldn't be so crazy.

In her last life, she didn't drink too much, and she also saw those drunk people embarrassing in various ways. At that time, she laughed at those people, how could they be so unprofessional, just have a drink, and they were full of embarrassment.

She also brazenly said that if she drank too much, she would definitely fall asleep at the end of the day.

Who would have thought...

Song Yin blushed hot and felt restless.

Perhaps because of thinking about these things, he completely ignored the headache and only thought about how to face Huo Yunchen tomorrow morning.

What a shame to throw it home.

Song Yin patted herself on the head hard, raised her hand only to find that her arm had been bandaged again, and sighed helplessly.

Why can this wound be stretched open? It's not because of her drunkenness.

It should be more than the two things of biting people and looking at the stars. I really can't think of the others, and Song Yin doesn't want to think about it anymore.

Otherwise, she would jump out of the window and die now, and she would never live to see the sun tomorrow with a cheeky face.

He drank the hangover soup in one gulp, swore in his heart that he would never drink a drop of alcohol, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun had already penetrated through the curtains. Although the room was still dark, it was the sunlight that shone in that made it possible to guess that the weather outside was fine.

Song Yin sat up, only to realize where she was, and pressed her temple, only to find that it really didn't hurt at all.

The medicine really worked, as powerful as the sobering soups she drank in her previous life.

He got up and got out of bed, hesitantly turned around to fold the quilt, but just as he unfolded the quilt, the door behind him was pushed open.

Song Yin turned her head and was caught off guard by someone's gaze.

Huo Yunchen looked at her movements, first he was puzzled, then he understood, and said.

"Leave it alone, someone will clean it up, wake up, wash up and go downstairs to eat."

Song Yin changed her usual indifference, and nodded obediently, probably because she was too embarrassed yesterday, and she was a little guilty, so that she didn't dare to look at Huo Yunchen more, and this answer also brought a little bit of guilt.

Huo Yunchen was puzzled, didn't you drink a bar this morning?

What's the matter, the hangover soup doesn't work well, the wine hasn't woken up yet?

Before he could think clearly, Song Yin had already passed by him, and walked out sullenly.

Being pulled by him, she suddenly raised her head to meet his gaze, with panic in her eyes.

Huo Yunchen was slightly stunned, this was the first time Song Yin showed such an expression in front of him, writing all the emotions clearly on his face.

And why is she blushing?
Song Yin only felt that the moment she was held by him, the world collapsed, and she was afraid that he would say something she didn't want to hear.

I don't know if it's because my head is not sober after drinking, or something is causing trouble, so that when Huo Yunchen was about to speak, Song Yin had already covered his mouth.

The warm breath made both of them startled, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle.

(End of this chapter)