Mo Xi'er gently screwed his eyebrows, and his body was very stiff in his arms.

Raising her arm, she had been struggling at the beginning, but when she thought that they were married in front of so many people, it seemed unnecessary to resist now.

Raised hand hang down, Mo Xi son simply let him.

It's just that she's obviously absent-minded.

When he was kissing her, her eyes were fixed on the bottle, and her head was full of how many glasses he would get drunk.

Qingmuchen has never been a patient person.

Kisses kisses wants to hold her to walk toward the bed, Mo Xi son facial expression slightly changes, the hand pushes him, as if some nervous, "wait a minute!"

Qing Mu Chen eyebrow tip a pick, quiet waiting for her next words.

"When I'm done with the food!" Mo Xi'er shrunk down from his arms, grabbed all the food on the table, and pushed the bottle to him.

She didn't give him any food to fill his stomach, as if she was afraid that he would sober up after eating.

From the beginning to the end, she has been pouring wine for him.

Qing Mu Chen this time originally head already not clear, stomach also very uncomfortable.

She poured a few more cups one after another, and the effect that Mo Xi'er wanted didn't come true. He wasn't drunk.

It's just stomach trouble!

Qing Mu Chen's stomach is not good. When he is busy dealing with Jueye and Qing's company, he forgets that three meals a day are common.

In the long run, the stomach is getting worse and worse. If you are not careful, you will get sick.

Mo Xi'er doesn't know this. She hasn't observed it since she came to Qing's house for such a long time.

If you know, maybe she will be kind to him.

Qingmu Chen wring eyebrows, slumped in a chair, cold sweat on his forehead, it seems that the taste is not good.

"Are you all right?" Mo Xi'er didn't know what the situation was at the beginning. He stood up and walked in his direction. He explored his forehead with his hand and checked his condition secretly.

Qing Mu Chen eyes light close, breathing some heavy, also don't know to hear her words.

"Speak Mo Xi'er nudged him.

Qing Mu Chen's head slants to the other side of the chair, still have no reaction.

Suddenly, Mo Xi'er was stunned.

Just at a loss, several bodyguards outside the room suddenly rushed in.

"How are you, young master?"

Very nervous voice, a few big men around, check the view, in the room rummage, it seems that this situation has long been strange.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xi'er stood aside to make room for a few people.

"The young master has a stomach problem. Maybe he has drunk too much tonight." One of the bodyguards explained.

Mo Xi'er, "he has stomach trouble?"

"A long time ago." The bodyguard said.

Mo Xi'er was stunned.

Her expression was a little dull, as if she could not accept the fact.

Qing Mu Chen this kind is just the air field to kill the dint so strong man, how can have this kind of disease?

Stomach disease is actually a very common disease, which can be seen everywhere in our life.

However, this kind of thing is associated with qingmuchen, and Mo Xi'er still can't accept it.

The bodyguard is busy in the room for a while, find the medicine for qingmuchen, let him take it, and then back out.

Wai Wai Wai Wai's footsteps disappeared, and once again only Mo Xi'er and he were left in the room.

Mo Xi'er stood by the bed, staring at the pale face on the bed, looking at him quietly, inexplicably a little guilty.

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