Pei Mojing carried the half-drunk, half-awake Mu Zixuan back to the room, and just as he closed the door, Mu Zixuan began struggling in his arms, covering her mouth.
Without a word, Pei Mojing immediately carried her towards the bathroom with a brisk pace.
In the bathroom, as soon as Pei Mojing set her down, she pushed him away, leaned over the toilet, and dry heaved. Even though she felt like throwing up, nothing came out, which was the most uncomfortable feeling.
Pei Mojing quickly squatted down and gently patted her back. "How did you drink so much in such a short time..." he said with concern.
Mu Zixuan ran back and forth to the bathroom several times before she finally calmed down completely.
"Wait a moment, I'll get you a cup of water..." Pei Mojing said softly as he comforted her and then left to get Mu Zixuan some water.
