Song Bingyun was fast asleep when she vaguely heard Tang Yi's voice but did not fully wake.
Tang Yi, smelling a faint scent of red wine in the air, said in a low laugh, "Sweetheart, did you drink?"
Song Bingyun squinted her eyes, not fully awake, and said, "Liu Qingqing's agent can really hold her liquor."
"Yi Xue and I almost got knocked out..."
"Ugh, it's so hot!"
Feeling hot all over, she stretched out a long leg impatiently and kicked the covers away.
Seeing this, Tang Yi instantly smiled with understanding.
The feeling that the world was ending, that he was about to lose everything, suddenly disappeared.
At that moment, as long as you were fine, it was a clear day.
Suddenly, his eyes reddened, almost spilling over with tears.
He said softly, "Wife, do you know? This time, I really have to thank that Yang Siling."
"Because of her, I've already taken people to Shen City and wiped them all out."
"Wife, don't be reckless, be careful not to catch a cold."
