Chatper 239 (1/2)

"vomit!"

Su Ziyue vomited out holding the toilet.

Qin Muchen followed closely behind and came in: "Su Ziyue!"

"Don't come here...I still want to vomit!" Su Ziyue finished speaking quickly, and then began to vomit again.

Although the public toilet on the first floor was not small, once the sour smell of vomiting came out, it didn't dissipate so quickly.

After listening to her words, Qin Muchen turned around and went out.

Su Ziyue was stunned for a moment, and a feeling of sadness suddenly rose in her heart.

But Qin Muchen came back soon, holding a glass of water in his hand.

Walking up to Su Ziyue, he knelt down and wiped off the liquid residue on her lips, then gave her water to drink.

"Drink a little first."

Su Ziyue spit out tears just now, and now there are still teardrops on her eyelashes.

She thought he had really gone out just now.

After taking the water glass and taking a sip, she felt strangely much more comfortable.

"Still want to throw up?" Qin Muchen frowned tightly with his beautiful eyebrows.

Su Ziyue shook his head feebly.

With a cold face, Qin Mu reached out to her armpits with both hands, and lifted her up: "Go and change clothes, let's go to the hospital."

Su Ziyue repeated: "Go to the hospital?"

Impatient, Qin Mu directly yelled at her, "Go!"

"Just go, what's the matter!" Su Ziyue was not to be outdone.

Qin Mu took a deep breath, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, his voice softened a lot: "Be obedient, go and change clothes, let's go to the hospital, I'm worried."

Su Ziyue blinked at him, nodded, turned and left.

When she walked outside the bathroom, she looked back and saw Qin Muchen cleaning up the things she had just vomited.

My heart trembled suddenly, and my eye sockets were slightly wet.

She has never been in a relationship before, so she doesn't know how other couples get along with each other, but she has a faint certainty in her heart. In this world, except for her father, there is no one who treats her better than Qin Muchen .

...

When Su Ziyue got off her clothes, Qin Muchen had already driven the car out of the garage and was waiting for her.

Before she got close, Qin Muchen had already opened the car door, and bent over to buckle her seat belt when she got in the car.

"I'm fine, maybe it's because I ate a few ice creams yesterday, which caused stomach discomfort..."

The further Su Ziyue spoke, the lower her voice became.

She originally wanted Qin Muchen not to worry so much, but who knows, as soon as she said this, she exposed her behavior of secretly eating ice cream behind Qin Muchen's back.

Qin Muchen supported his leg with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the back of the chair where Su Ziyue was sitting to support his body.

He looked at Su Ziyue expressionlessly, his eyes were deep and calm, and his voice was cold: "How many are there?"

Su Ziyue glanced over her head, not daring to look directly into his eyes, and compared two fingers.

Qin Muchen's voice became a little deeper, and he increased the volume: "How many!"

"Five, five..." Su Ziyue stretched out a hand, dodging her eyes left and right.

She also didn't want to eat so much, she was idle at home and had nothing to do, watching TV and browsing the web... she ate so much.

"Five?" Qin Muchen repeated.

Su Ziyue shrank back, and defended herself in a low voice: "I also ate beef."

"Beef has a weak stomach, how much did you feed it?" Qin Muchen's movements remained unchanged, and his tone became more gloomy.

"It just ate a little bit." It was only a small spoonful, and she also remembered that beef has a weak stomach.

"Humph!"

Qin Mu snorted coldly, straightened up, started the car, and said: "Don't expect to see ice cream at home in the future, and there will be no spicy food on the dining table."