Chapter 877

Migs took her back to her room. Then she asked everyone to leave, because Maria had booked a room for them in advance, and they all had a place to stay. .... They had a good night's sleep. When Maria woke up, there was still no one beside her. She knew that Migs must be busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen again. Looking around the simple wedding room and the jubilant decoration, she was immersed in the honey jar, sweet and sweet. "Good morning, Maria." When Migs went back to his room and opened the door, he found Maria lying on the bed, lost in thought. He walked over, put his hands on her side, bent over and kissed her. "Have you a headache? You drank so much yesterday, so you must be very uncomfortable." "Nothing." Maria wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, "why did you get up so early? Yesterday is our wedding day. You shouldn't have stayed in bed." "I was afraid that you would have a headache when you got up, so I made you some hangover soup." He reached out