The door wasn't shut tightly, and outside, the faint sounds of Old Mrs. Meng and Mrs. Feng talking could be heard, apparently thanking her for her help today and graciously inviting her to stay for a meal.
Meng Yuhuai was amused by Hua Xiaomai's impudent behavior, saying, "Are you still young?" but without any delay, he truly wrapped her up in his arms and bundled her tightly in the bedding.
Hua Xiaomai had been sleeping for most of the day and finally broke out in a sweat. Her neck was sticky, and her hair was a tangled mess, clinging to her cheeks and ears. She wasn't fussy about it and just rubbed all the beads of sweat onto Meng Yuhuai's clothes, drank down the entire bowl of warm water with his help, and felt somewhat relieved in her throat, but her head was still a bit groggy and she was too lazy to talk. Regardless of what Meng Yuhuai asked her, she would just respond vaguely with "Mhm, ah."
