Second day, noon.
"Mr. You, the Saintess invites you to join her for luncheon."
Yo Meng gracefully bowed, her voice like smooth honey.
You Su shook his head while opening his eyes, recalling everything before he got drunk. Fortunately, he held his liquor well and didn't do anything out of line.
That Flower Wine was truly a rare quality brew; even after a hangover, it didn't leave him feeling dizzy, but rather allowed him to quickly regain clarity.
"I was drunk last night. Who brought me back?"
"My sister and I did." Yo Meng respectfully replied.
You Su stood up. The dark robe on him was made of expensive silk, smooth like flowing water, now draping askew and revealing a solid chest. Yo Meng glanced at it, her charming face blushing as she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look further.
At this moment, You Su's stomach inconveniently rumbled. Having slept till noon, he was also quite hungry.
"What if I say I'm unwell and prefer to eat a bit in my chamber myself?"
