Huo Yuan sat down on the armrest of the sofa near Xu Qinghuan's end, his arm draped over the back of the sofa, leaning towards Xu Qinghuan's side. Visually, it looked like Xu Qinghuan was encircled in his embrace.
"Xiao Yuan, did Huanhuan sister make you take those pills?" Jiang Xingye suddenly asked.
"Yes, Xiao Ye brother, have you taken these pills before?" In comparison, Huo Yuan felt he could communicate better with Xiao Ye brother.
He had heard from his grandfather and father that Xiao Ye brother was more formidable than any battalion soldiers; his lifelong ambition had been to join the army and become the most powerful soldier.
"I have." Jiang Xingye replied, "But for it to be effective, you need to sleep. Once you wake up, you'll see how well it works."
Huo Yuan quickly asked, "Does sleeping longer make it more effective?"
"Pretty much, the longer you sleep, the more the medicine can maximize its effect." Jiang Xingye bullshitted.
