C177 Who Is This Brother

Zhao Chanqiu didn't think too much about it. He scooped up a small bowl of porridge and brought it into the room. He saw that Zhao Qinghe wasn't sleeping to comfort him, so he woke him up. Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable to have a hangover.

"Chanqiu. . . Why is there a taste of ginger?" Zhao Qinghe said in a daze, "Did you make ginger tea?"

"No. " Zhao Chanqiu denied it subconsciously