C1315

Although the soup was oily, Liu Liu still felt greasy after drinking a few mouthfuls. Moreover, she didn't know what kind of medicine she was using today. She was not used to the taste.

Forced to drink half a bowl, the feeling of nausea hit, followed by a spasm of the stomach.

She got up in a flash, covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom.

"Vomit, vomit --"

I vomited everything I ate in the morning.

In the mouth, a burst of bitterness spread.

Xiang Qing worried to follow up, while for her Shun back, asked, "Miss Liu, are you ok?"

Liu Liu has no energy to answer her.

Xiang Qing whispered in a low voice, "the things in the kitchen are very clean. How can you eat and vomit?"

Liu Liu's back is stiff, but Xiang Qing doesn't notice it. Liu Liu recovers as usual in a blink of an eye. She vomits and begins to think quickly in her head.

Her period of pregnancy and vomiting is not long. She has not vomited very much recently. She is just a tonic for making soup today. She can't bear the smell, so she can't help it.

Of course, pregnant this matter, she wants to conceal, cannot let Xiang Qing know.

How to say, Xiang Qing is also Sheng You Ting's person, let her know, not equal to let Sheng and Ting also know??

Thinking of this, she tried to resist the nausea in her heart and said, "it's not about the kitchen. I'm just sick of my stomach."

"Is the stomach upset?"

Hearing this, Xiang Qing became nervous, "no, no, I have to call a doctor."

Liu Liu in Xiangqing to go out to call a doctor, eye sore hand quickly grasped her wrist, "no, but a little problem, don't call a doctor."

Xiang Qing wanted to say that stomach discomfort is not a small problem. However, he opened his mouth and before he finished speaking, he was robbed first, "don't worry, I know my body best, and..."

The woman stopped, looked at her eyes, with a little begging, but also stained with a little pity, the voice is even worse, "please, don't call a doctor, the medicine is so bitter, I don't want to take medicine..."

Xiang Qing is in a dilemma. The woman holds her hand and shakes it gently. "Please, Xiang Qing, my good Xiang Qing, the medicine is really bitter..."

Xiang Qing saw the woman's poor appearance, and his heart was already soft. He said, "well, Miss Liu, if you are really uncomfortable and can't help it, you must tell me that you can't hold on to it."

The haze on the woman's face swept away, and her eyebrows and eyes bent, "I promise."

Xiang Qing is a little helpless

At night, the lights are full of wine and wine.

In the huge space of a VIP room in Tiangong, the man is alone on the sofa drinking. In the colorful light, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to find someone in it.

The huge projection screen is dark, and no content is played. The sound insulation effect of the private room is so good that there is no sound except for the sound of drinking water and the sound of lighters.

There was something strange about the silence.

Finally do not know how long, a cell phone ring, broke the silence.

The man bit the cigarette, opened the drunk hazy eyes, connected the phone.

He didn't speak, but the voice on the other end of the phone rang first. "Young master, Miss Liu is still very good today. Every meal is delicious. In the afternoon, she walks and reads books. Now she just falls asleep."

He listened carefully, listening to every word about her in his ears, in his heart, engraved in his bones, "what's abnormal?"

"No..."

After two seconds of silence, she said, "Miss Liu has a bad stomach in the morning. She vomited very badly. I wanted to call the doctor, but Miss Liu refused. Miss Liu said that she didn't want to take medicine. The medicine was too bitter."

The man's voice, a little hoarse, "if she vomit again, don't call a doctor."

Xiang Qing didn't quite understand, "why?"

"Don't know why, just do it."

Talk, he did not wait to answer to Qing, put off the phone.

He bit the cigarette, looked up at the color laser lamp in the private room, only felt strange, like a lingering nightmare.

I don't know how long he looked. He buried his head and hit the wine table with his head.

"Bang, bang, Bang --"

again and again, dull and powerful.

It wasn't until the phone rang several times that he barely lifted his head from his desk and answered the phone.

Just sliding past the unlock key, there they quickly said, "young master, B City International Airport over there surveillance video, we found out who moved the hands and feet!"