"Dad, I'm dizzy, am I sick?" Jiang Xiaowai felt the whole world spinning around, this unfamiliar feeling terrified him.
"You're just drunk." Jiang Jinsang wiped his hair dry and let him lie down.
"I'm so thirsty."
He still felt his throat burning, unbearably uncomfortable.
"I'll make you a cup of honey water." When Jiang Jinsang went to the living room, everyone had already left gradually, only the old lady was still there with Tang Wan and Fan Mingyu, showing off the qipao Si Qingxiao had gifted her today.
"How is Mutang?" Tang Wan looked at him.
"Drunk, I'll pour him a glass of water and coax him to sleep."
When Tang Wan returned to the room, passing by the doorway, "...Sun Wukong used his fiery eyes to recognize at a glance that this person was a demon transformed, pulled out the Jingu Bang from his ear, and shouted at the demon."
She didn't push the door in, tidied up a bit after returning to the room, and lay down. Shortly after, Jiang Jinsang came back.
