After finishing the rice wine, Yang Bairao had no idea how he had made it back home; he only knew that when he woke up, Third Sister was sitting at the head of his bed, holding back her laughter for a long time.
Yang Bairao got up, checked that his clothes were intact, and then felt his messy long hair. Just as he was about to lose his temper, Third Sister handed him a bronze mirror and held it up to his face.
Right then, there was still a footprint on Yang Bairao's face. Third Sister could finally hold it in no longer; with a snort, she burst out laughing, clutching her sides.
Chapter 116