Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

There was no one in the bathroom, so she leaned over and vomited.

I vomited all the contents of my stomach, and finally vomited a mouthful of blood.

Holding her aching stomach with her hands, Lu Qiao turned on the faucet, picked up a few handfuls of cold water, and splashed it on her face.

She looked up and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her makeup was waterproof, washed several times with water, and it didn't fade. It was still delicate and seemed to be flawless, but her eyes were deeply tired.

The broken hair on her forehead was wet, dripping water, making her look like a dead female ghost, the kind that was just fished out of the water.

Lu Qiao reached out to touch her blood-stained lips, and suddenly sneered.

That youthful and lively little girl who was wanton seven years ago was dead after all, killed by her own hands.

The current Lu Qiao is no longer the same as before, but just a body with gold flakes on the outside and a disgusting smell all over her body... It really makes her sick.

After throwing up, but still not awake from the wine, Lu Qiao staggered towards the box.

Passing through the long corridor, she was in a trance, but she didn't notice that in a box with the door ajar, there was a pair of eyes she was extremely familiar with, and when she saw her, her pupils constricted...

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"Brother Yan? Brother Yan?"

Yi Zhi carefully collected the hair given to him by Huo Yan, told him the time of the result, and asked him if he had time to get it that day.

As a result, the voice fell for a while, and the man next to him didn't hear the answer.

Yi Zhi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Huo Yan's dark complexion was vaguely reflected on the lenses, he asked doubtfully, "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

The back of Huo Yan's hand holding the wine glass burst out with veins, "It's nothing, I just saw an annoying fly."

Yi Zhi didn't understand, so he tilted his head.

Huo Yan didn't intend to discuss the problem of flies with Yi Zhi, and took a sip of wine as if venting his anger, "The identification results will come out quickly, at most two days, I want to know whether he is my son or not."

Seeing the little dumpling that Lu Qiao was holding in the amusement park had the same appearance as that carved out of his mold, so he had to pay attention.

So when he pinched Lu Qiao's chin that day, he pulled two hairs of the kid without a trace.

The child's hair is so soft that even now his hand still seems to have the feeling of touching it.

Twirling his fingers unconsciously, Huo Yan stared at the wine glass, in his pure black eyes was the last calm before the storm.

"No problem, Brother Huo, I'll let them do the appraisal when I get back to the hospital, and I'll let you get the result as soon as possible."

Huo Yan shook the glass twice at him, and said in a dull voice, "Well, thank you."

"Hey, which of our brothers is with whom? You don't need to be polite about such a trivial matter."

Yi Zhi didn't take it seriously, picked up the wine, and clinked glasses with Huo Yan.

When the cups collided together, there was a crisp crashing sound, and the liquor inside was swaying non-stop, like the tears that could not be shed in someone's eyes many years ago...

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I don't know how many glasses of wine I've drank, and my stomach is overwhelmed, just like I swallowed countless knives.

The consciousness is quite clear from the pain, but the body is groggy, unable to use any strength, and even the hand holding the cup is limp.

"Come on, have another drink, and wish us the same happy cooperation this time."

Just swallowed the wine with difficulty, He Qi immediately added a new one, regardless of whether she wanted to, touched the glass, "I'll drink, you can do whatever you want."

That being said, the He family is now the God of Wealth of the Lu family, how dare Lu Qiao do whatever he wants?
Gritting her teeth, she drank the glass of wine like drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

The wine fell into the stomach, and first swaggered in the stomach, the pain was scalding, and gradually spread to the limbs.

Even though the air-conditioning was on in the private room, she was hot and irritable, and the clothes were thin, but she felt that she was wrapped in a cotton jacket, which made her suffocate, and wanted to take off the "cotton jacket".

"Miss Lu..." He Qi's hand grabbed her wrist.

Lu Qiao let out an inexplicable moan.

The voice is sweet and greasy, like...unbearable, moaning.

Lu Qiao was startled by his own voice before realizing something was wrong.

The abnormal hotness all over her body, and He Qi's excited eyes with malicious intentions made her heart sink, and she soon realized that she had fallen for He Qi's way.

There is a problem with wine.

He Qi put medicine in the wine!