C90 (2/2)

However, since she hadn't eaten as much as she usually did in ten days, she couldn't spit anything out. The left and right side of her body was simply tormenting her stomach.

This time, it was the same. She retched for more than ten minutes and nothing came out of her mouth. However, she managed to get up after the slight discomfort in her stomach disappeared.

She had been squatting for too long. Her legs were already numb.

Leng Yi stood up and looked at her face in the mirror. Her face was pale and her hair was a mess. Her originally somewhat fleshy face had now become very thin.

This person was not human, nor did he look like a ghost. Even Leng Yi herself felt disgust for him!

After hurriedly washing her hands, she ran out of the bathroom and laid on the bed.

However, even so, he still couldn't suppress the disgusting feeling that kept appearing in his stomach.

Recently, her mental state was not very good, and she was often sleepy. Perhaps, this was the result of her staying in her room all day to wear down her consciousness.

After all, even good people would fall asleep during the day.

But other than that, she had no other choice.

She didn't dare to leave the bedroom. She wasn't sure what kind of eyes she would be treated with when she walked out!

She didn't believe that her family didn't know about what happened that night!

But how long would he have to wait like this?

”Ugh …”

F * ck, this feeling came again!

Leng Yi hurriedly got up from the bed, rushed to the bathroom, and threw up again.

After calming down again, half an hour had passed. This time, Leng Yi was too lazy to return to her bedroom. Even if she went back to her bedroom, she would still be driven to the bathroom by this feeling.

In the beginning, he would just stay in the bathroom and wait for the moment when he felt like vomiting. Then, he would lie on the toilet and vomit.

At this moment, Leng Yi had already decided to give up on herself.

When Aunt Li knocked on the door and came in, Le Liangyi had already started a new round of combat.

When she opened the door, Aunt Li had already heard the earth-shattering sounds of vomiting coming from the bathroom.

He quickly put the dishes on the table and ran into the bathroom.

”Young Mistress!” What's wrong with you? Get up quickly, the ground is very cold! ” Although it was still summer, the temperature on the ground was still freezing cold. It was good to stay here for a while, but if time went on for too long, he would get sick.

Liu Yi waved her hand to stop Aunt Li from supporting her. She staggered up and walked back to her bedroom.

Looking at her appearance, Aunt Li slightly frowned.

Carefully walking forward, he supported her with his arm as he asked with concern: ”Young Mistress, did you drink wine this time?”

Otherwise, why would he look like he had a hangover?

Aunt Li's words caused Yi Liang to be stunned.

Drink?

She wanted to, but in this room, not to mention drinking, she didn't even have a glass. Where would she go to drink?

He waved his hand, indicating that he didn't.

She didn't want to talk. The discomfort in her stomach had just been suppressed. The feeling was too unbearable. She really didn't want to repeat it.

Aunt Li looked at Leng Yi's happy expression. Since she wasn't drinking, then it was probably just her stomach that wasn't feeling well, so she wasn't that worried.

Besides, Young Mistress has always had irregular meals these days and she eats very little. She must have had some stomach problems, so she sat at the small table with Cool Breeze, and said quickly, ”Then it must be malnutrition! Young Mistress should eat more. No matter what, she shouldn't joke about her stomach, right? Eat your food. ”

He brought a bowl of rice, a bowl of oatmeal, and some side dishes for her. Because she was afraid that Liang Huyi wouldn't be able to keep up with her nutrition, she specially bought a chicken yesterday. She got up very early in the morning to stew it, and now the temperature was just right!

”Young Mistress, you go ahead and eat first. I'll cook some chicken soup for you downstairs. I'll go bring it up now.” After he had finished speaking, he did not care about whether or not Leng Yi liked to drink it. He quickly went down.

Leng Yi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she closed it.

She had not spoken for a long time, she could not seem to find her own voice.

Moreover, Aunt Li was doing this for her own good. She couldn't be so tactless.

It was just a bowl of chicken soup. There shouldn't be any problems.

He picked up the porridge on the table and started eating.

The feeling was not bad. After all, the discomfort in his stomach had been successfully suppressed.