West Room.
Yao Cui was still massaging his head.
Dong Xuebin was still sneaking glances down her collar.
One minute...
Two minutes...
Three minutes...
The pressure from Yao Cui's hands was very gentle, and Dong Xuebin felt incredibly comfortable under her kneading. It was ticklish, as though he were floating in the sky and could fall asleep at any moment.
Yao Cui asked, "Feeling better?"
Dong Xuebin gave a grunt. "Much better."
"You really know how to enjoy yourself." Yao Cui said irritably, "I've never even waited on my mother like this."
Dong Xuebin immediately said, "Uh, then next time you drink too much, I'll massage your head too. I've studied traditional Chinese medicine—I guarantee I'm good."
"Keep bragging." Yao Cui laughed. "Traditional Chinese medicine? Don't I know what you majored in?" They had been in the same class, and Yao Cui had studied computer science too, so she obviously knew him inside out.
"Come on, what am I bragging about?"
"You watched a couple episodes of Health Preservation Hall and now you know traditional Chinese medicine?"
"I really do know it. I know Western medicine and surgery too. You still don't believe me?"
"Mm, keep bragging. I won't expose you, hehe."
Dong Xuebin: "..."
Yao Cui said, "Done? County Chief Jiang and the others haven't finished eating yet."
Dong Xuebin stretched. "I'm good. My head feels much better now. Thanks, old classmate."
After resting like this, much of the alcohol had worn off again. Dong Xuebin got down from the bed, his steps much steadier, and the two of them went out into the north room.
Inside.
The dishes had been reheated.
"How are you, County Chief Dong?"
"I'm fine. A little better."
"Then sit down and have some tea."
Dong Xuebin was full, so he did not touch