Chapter 1299 (1/2)

”So far, everything has gone well.”

Li Qing typed such a sentence on the mobile phone record book and pressed the button to extinguish the screen.

The coffee level in the cup shook, and he looked up around the rest room. Fan Huilan is still lying quietly on the bed with her face facing inside. She should be asleep. Fang Yong was huddled in the corner, holding a plastic bucket in his arms, as if he wanted to vomit out his intestines and stomach.

The sour smell of vomit ran rampant in the narrow rest room, making people have an impulse to escape from here from the bottom of their heart.

Li Qing frowned slightly: ”since you are seasick, why didn't you say it earlier.”

Fang Yong's face was very ugly: ”I don't know.”

”Haven't you been on a boat before?”

”I've sat twice, but I don't feel dizzy... Vomit!”

”It's probably too tight.” Li Qing frowned slightly, shook her head and stood up from the chair. ”Come on, go out with me and get some air outside.”

”HMM.” Fang Yong replied stiffly, put down the bucket in his arms, stood up shakily, and walked towards the door with his hand on the wall.

At this time, the cabin suddenly shook violently, and the coffee cup on the table immediately fell and rolled out all the way on the ground.

”Ah.” Fang Yong couldn't stand steadily, screamed, fell on the spot, and hit his head on the bed in the lounge.

At this moment, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to find support, but one hand pressed on the small suitcase that fan Huilan put by the bed, and even the suitcase overturned out.

Fan Huilan was very alert and sat up straight from her bed. The body shape suddenly flashed to Fang Yong, stretched out his hand and grabbed the old suitcase back, staring at him coldly.

Fang Yong stood firm, took a deep breath and gently waved his hand: ”right... Right... Vomit!”

He covered his mouth, stumbled to the corner of the wall, knelt on the ground with the bucket in his arms, and vomited continuously. He looked pitiful, as if he wanted to insert his whole head for refuge.

Fan Huilan held the suitcase in her hand. Her tight cheeks suddenly looked relieved.

She seemed to feel something and couldn't help frowning. Leaning over to look, I saw Li Qing standing at the door, one hand on the wall, staring at himself without blinking, with an inexplicable look at the bottom of his eyes.

”What's the matter?” fan Huilan asked with a slight movement in her heart.

”Nothing.” Li Qing gently shook his head, then opened his mouth and said, ”I'm going to go out with Fang Yong. Do you want to go together?”

”No need,” replied fan Huilan lightly. ”I can see that the weather is terrible now. I'm not interested in going to the deck to endure the wind and rain.”

Then fan Huilan glanced at Fang Yong not far away: ”but if you can take him away, I really thank you. It's disgusting to hear him vomit for so long.”

How can you be so familiar with such a mean voice

Li Qing stared at fan Huilan and was stunned.

”Mr. Li?” fan Huilan shouted. Seeing that Li Qing had no reaction, she cleared her throat and raised her voice again. ”Mr. Li!”

”Ah.” Li Qing replied and nodded, ”OK, I'll take him out to get some air.”

The voice fell. Li Qing walked a few steps to Fang Yong, grabbed his back collar and pulled him out of the lounge.

The two men were walking in a hurry in the narrow corridor. Fang Yong couldn't help shouting: ”brother Qing, brother Qing! Slow down! I'm out of breath! I'm going to vomit, I'm going to vomit...”

Li Qing had to let go. Fang Yong leaned softly against the corridor and gasped: ”I'm really dying...”

”Alas.” Li Qing sighed, ”I thought I could use it with you. Now it's good. It's just asking for trouble.”

Fang Yong rested for a long time, and his pale cheeks gradually eased: ”brother Qing, I think fan Huilan seems to care about her suitcase.”

”Well, I also found it.” Li Qing looked around the corridor and said in a low voice, ”I think she has a problem.”

”What did you find?”

”Just now you didn't notice that she was too fast when she grabbed the suitcase from you. It can even be said that it was a little too fast.”

”Eh, I just remembered when you said that.” Fang Yong blinked and nodded again and again. ”She's not young. How can she have such a sensitive skill.”

”Things are not as simple as you think.” Li Qing's eyes slowly showed a dignified look. ”I said that her speed was outrageous, which was not the result of comparing an old man of the same age with her.”

Fang Yong looked surprised and uncertain: ”brother Qing, what do you mean by this?”

”Her shooting speed, even compared with me, is not much worse.”