Chapter 70 Vomit...

What is there?
Carpet, coffee table, sofa, projector...

"What?" she whispered.

"sofa."

She knew it would let her sleep on the sofa.

She doesn't want to sleep on the sofa.

She was wronged, "But I have never slept on a sofa since I was a child..."

"You slept."

"Ah? When?" She stared at him confusedly, "Have I slept?"

"And more than once."

Every time they go back to the old house, they live in the same room, and she sleeps on the sofa.

She felt bitter, he was too much!
This is too wronged myself.

She feels unfair for herself!

"Scumbag!" She cursed, got up and rushed into the bathroom.

"Scumbag... male?" Sheng Xifang snorted softly, looking at the book in his hand, the block letters on it seemed to float.

Zhao Chumian took a quick shower, put on her nightgown, and stood in front of the mirror to dry her hair.

It’s over.

She hasn't taken her medicine yet.

Didn't drink all day today.

I dare not take out to drink at home.

When I ate with Lu Jin at night, it was too close to the dinner time, so I couldn't drink it.

Sheng Xifang shouldn't care about her, right?

Her long hair was half dry, she came out of the bathroom, and he was still reading a book. Under the dim light, his stern and handsome face turned out to be a little softer, less cold and cramped.

She opened the door straight, and the two bodyguards turned around in an instant, with square faces, big muscles, and arms thicker than her thighs.

He asked in a rough voice, "Young Mistress, what's the matter?"

"I'm thirsty, give me a cup of hot water, thank you." She held the door frame tightly.

Although I just heard it, but Grandpa, you don't need to get such a bodyguard who can carry and fight to be the goalkeeper, right?

"Young Mistress, please go back to your room and wait, it will be delivered right away."

"Okay..." She immediately went back to the room.

She walked to the sofa, put the bag on her lap, opened it like a thief, took out a capsule from it, held it in her hand, and immediately closed the zipper.

His heart was pounding.

She couldn't help looking at Sheng Xifang, a man like him must be hard to chase.

How to pursue him?
Sending cars, watches, and meals?

She learned to cook for him, but now she can't.

Hush and ask for warmth?

I guess he is more disdainful?

Give him a cooperation plan, join forces, and make a lot of money?
Perhaps this is the most attractive to Sheng Xifang?
No matter how bad it was, she couldn't just pack Yan Fanzhou and send him to his bed, right?
hiss……

Can she beat Yan Fanzhou?

Can't beat can't beat.

Not only did she not see her own brother last time she went home, but her bodyguard, brother Nan, also left home for some reason.

It is said that when she got married, she didn't bring him into the Sheng family. He felt that he was useless in the Zhao family, so he left the Zhao family to develop elsewhere.

Brother Nan's force value is pretty impressive.

The two people who hit the door had no problem at all.

"Knock knock!"

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that the sound of knocking on the door frightened her, she loosened her fingers, and the capsule rolled down.

She bent down to look for it immediately, but found nothing on the soft carpet or on the floor.

Just a small capsule...

She knelt down on the carpet and felt under the sofa.

Where is it?

If you can't find it, it's over if you find it.

"What are you looking for?" Sheng Xifang put a water glass on the tea table and looked down at her.

Zhao Chumian raised her head and squeezed out a faint smile, "Ear, earrings..."

This man walks silently?
Didn't realize he got out of bed to fetch water.

"Earrings?" Sheng Xifang stared at the earrings on the two earlobes exposed between her slightly curly hair, without revealing her, "You continue."

As soon as he left, Zhao Chumian started looking for him seriously.

The sofa was a bit heavy, and she didn't dare to push it too hard.

Forget it.

Drop it and drop it.

Just get another one.

Get up tomorrow and look again.

She turned her back, took out the medicine, and fed it into her mouth. The capsule turned around in her mouth. She brewed it for a long time, but felt her stomach churning and her throat hurt.

Just can't swallow.

"vomit……"

(End of this chapter)

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