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When Gu Lingling woke up, she felt pain all over her body.

Her legs were weak, and her hands were weak too.

She felt exhausted and her head hurt terribly.

Aiya, from now on, she’s determined never to drink again; waking up after drinking is just too uncomfortable.

Just as she sat up from the bed, some snippets suddenly emerged in her mind.

They were scenes from last night.

Oh my God!

Gu Lingling held her head.

Was the person in these images really her?

She couldn’t quite believe it.

Oh my, she actually knocked Yang Yunhai over, and that wasn’t even the worst part—she even tried to flirt with him.

Gu Lingling lay back down in bed, not wanting to get up.

This is truly what they mean by alcohol making cowards bold.

Last night she did so many... so many things she wouldn’t even dare to think about.

Including those embarrassing words and postures.

No wonder she’s feeling weak all over today.

It felt like battling for three hundred rounds; how could she not be exhausted?

Luckily, Yang Yunhai is not home; otherwise, she really wouldn’t know how to face him.

Gu Lingling thought to herself.

But just as she thought that, the next second, the room door was pushed open, and Yang Yunhai walked in holding a bowl, "Awake? Get up and drink something first; your head won’t hurt as much."

Gu Lingling, "..."

Buried her head in the blanket.

I’m not here... I’m not here... I’m still asleep... I’m still asleep...

Yang Yunhai’s mouth curled up slightly, "Then I’ll put the sobering soup on the table for you, you can drink it when you get up."

"I’ve already made breakfast, it’s on the dining table outside; you can eat it when you’re up." As he said this, he picked up his jacket and put it on, "I have something to do, so I need to go to the team first; I’ll come back for dinner tonight."

The lump under the blanket nodded.

Yang Yunhai chuckled.

He walked over, lifted the lump, rubbed her head, and kissed her, "Be good, wait for me to come back."

Gu Lingling, "..."

With her head down, "Got it, hurry up and go."

Too embarrassed.

"Don’t worry, tomorrow you can flaunt it to them," Yang Yunhai’s deep voice sounded in her ear, "Seven times in one night."

Gu Lingling only felt like her head was about to explode.

Did... did she say that last night too?

Gu Lingling buried her head, determined not to admit she said that last night.

Yang Yunhai, however, wasn’t kind enough to let her off like that, "Does my wife find her husband’s performance last night satisfactory or not?"

"If not satisfied, I’ll keep trying tonight, making sure my wife isn’t disappointed, so you can have plenty of chances to flaunt to them later, how about that?"

Gu Lingling pushed him, "... Hurry up and go..."

Yang Yunhai knew that if he continued, she would be so embarrassed she’d ignore him, so he wisely stopped while ahead, chuckled twice softly, kissed her hair again, watched her bury herself in the blanket like an ostrich, and then left with a satisfied smile.

"So bad!"

After he left, a long time later, Gu Lingling slowly crawled out from under the blanket, "Never drinking again."

It’s just too embarrassing.

Also, never to believe Mo Hongying’s words anymore, what is "drinking a little won’t matter"?

She didn’t drink much, but what happened?

Utterly embarrassing.

Another person equally embarrassed is Fan Cuiling.

The little girl drank for the first time, and Political Commissar Liang couldn’t keep an eye on her and let her drink too much.

Once she drank too much, things got out of hand.

She danced all night at home.

Luckily, Political Commissar Liang’s home is on the ground floor, and it has a separate yard, so the embarrassment didn’t spread too far.

But even so, it was enough to give Political Commissar Liang a headache.

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