"Let me go down, Ye Wuge, you are kidnapping, if you don't let me go down, I will shout." Jiayin was put on his shoulders, kicking his hands and feet vigorously and shouting.

Ye Wuge raised his hand and slapped her ass, "You can be honest with me."

Jiayin felt uncomfortable in his stomach, gritted his teeth and pulled his hair dangling.

Ye Wuge was staggered, almost unable to see the way, and couldn't really hit her.

Fortunately, the taxi stopped a short distance to wait for him, and finally squeezed her into the car.

"Help, this man is playing a gangster, he wants to kidnap me." Jia Yin immediately shouted to the taxi driver.

The driver immediately turned back vigilantly, holding the phone in his hand and looking at Ye Wuge, "Please let this girl get out of the car, otherwise I will call the police immediately."

Ye Wuge's forehead dropped a black line, "This is my wife."

"Who is your wife? Don't talk nonsense." Kayin immediately exploded and shouted at him with staring eyes, but the tips of his ears were instantly red.

"Who has vowed to marry me since the age of seven, and has been crawling the bed unremittingly for more than ten years?" Ye Wuge raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"That was before. Who couldn't have a first love. I have changed my mind now." Jiayin was not to be outdone.

"It's late." Ye Wuge continued indifferently.

Jiayin gritted his teeth and stared at him with peachy eyes, "It's not too late."

...

The taxi driver in the front row saw the naive quarrel between the two, knowing that it was probably the young couple who was really awkward, and turned to drive silently.

After the car, Ye Wuge and Jiayin stared at each other.

The taxi stopped outside the hotel, Jiayin pulled the door open, turned around and got off to run.

She was a little uncomfortable when she was resisted by Ye Wuge on her shoulders and her stomach. After sitting in the taxi all the way, she kept resisting the nausea surging in her stomach.

At this moment, I got off the car, and before I had time to run, a burst of nausea rushed up again.

I was busy covering my mouth to the side, wanting to vomit but I couldn't vomit anything, but after a while, a layer of sweat broke out on my uncomfortable forehead.

Seeing her uncomfortable, Ye Wuge walked forward quickly, stretched out his hand behind her back and gently patted her back, curled her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Motion sickness?"

She had been flying around before, and running around again, but she didn't feel uncomfortable.

"You go away, it's not all to blame you." Jiayin stretched out his hand and pushed him weakly.

"Let you let me go, if you don't let go, you treat me as a pig."

Seeing her face is really ugly right now, Ye Wuge stepped forward, hugged her sideways, and walked in toward the hotel.

Jiayin felt uncomfortable at the moment, and didn't bother to make trouble with him anymore, letting him take him back to the room.

Ye Wuge put the person on the bed, poured a glass of water on the other side, then lifted Jiayin from the bed and brought the water glass to her lips.

Jiayin took a few sips, feeling a little more comfortable in his stomach, and went back to bed with the quilt rolled up to sleep.

The little face exposed outside the quilt was pale, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Ye Wuge reached out and touched her forehead. She didn't have a fever. After thinking about it, she was in a car motion sickness just now, pulling the quilt for her, and then turning around and leaving the room.

Jiayin opened his eyes and took a look, clutching his stomach and turning over under the covers.

Nausea was still faintly surging in his stomach, and he scolded Ye Wuge several times angrily.

If it were not for him to carry her, her stomach would not be sick, and she would not be so uncomfortable now.

Dare to say that she is motion sickness, Bai is ten years older than her, idiot!