Xiaonuan's cheeks were pinched painfully. She looked around. "Is this a hotel?"
"Yes, a hotel!"
Xiaonuan extended her hand, rubbed her intermittently aching head, then stretched out her hand to hold her stomach.
"My head hurts, and I want to go to the bathroom. I couldn't get up just now..." Feeling like I'm about to burst...
Nangong Yaoling looked at her discomfort, finding it both funny and exasperating.
He bent over, picked her up horizontally, and walked toward the bathroom while saying, "If I didn't come, would you have held it till morning? Drinking with a headache? Xia Xiaonuan, when will you let me worry a bit less?"
As he spoke, he kicked open the bathroom door, freeing one hand to turn on the light at the bathroom entrance, then entered and placed her down, bending over to help her take off her pants.
Xia Xiaonuan, her brain foggy, still remembered to grab his hand to stop him and said, "You... what are you doing... I can do it myself..."
