President, don't be arrogant!

For a while, I want to drink water, for a while, I want to take a bath, and for a while, I say that my stomach hurts.

Wei Zixi was already annoyed in her heart and didn't want to talk to him, but he curled up into a ball, with a painful look on his face, which made Wei Zixi pull back her feet when she wanted to leave the room.

Call the front desk to buy stomach medicine.

They are too busy working as doctors. Sometimes an operation can last more than ten hours, and they have irregular meals. Stomach problems are not uncommon at all.

He suffered from a stomach problem because he didn't eat dinner before, and it happened again tonight, and it probably has something to do with drinking himself.

Wei Zixi felt a little sorry, waited for the people from the hotel to bring stomach medicine, poured a glass of warm water, and fed the medicine to his mouth.

In the end, this guy just refused to eat it, and muttered in a daze, "hug...kiss..."

It took her a long time to understand what he meant, which probably meant hugging and kissing him if he wanted to take medicine.

Wei Zixi was speechless.

A man who is almost 30 years old, he looks like a three-year-old when he is drunk, and he still needs to be hugged and kissed after taking medicine, why doesn't he go to heaven!

Later, he changed his name and called him Xiao Sansui.

In desperation, she had no choice but to hug Xiao Han, let him lean into her arms, bowed her head and kissed him on the lips.

In the end, the guy didn't even open his eyes, but he was able to hook her neck accurately, and then kissed her deeply again. When Wei Zixi finally pushed his face away, he heard him mutter again: "You It's nice to finally be back."

Wei Zixi was stunned for a moment, you definitely don't mean her, it should be the girl he likes called Qin'er.

At that moment, she really wanted to make him hurt more and more.

I don't know why the clenched fist was slowly released in the end, and he was given medicine.

He originally planned to sleep in the next room, but he dragged him back to the bed as soon as he got out of bed.

He seemed to treat her like a human pillow, his legs locked her legs, his hands hugged her tightly, his head was pressed against her neck, and he slept peacefully.

Wei Zixi tried to push him away, but every time he moved, he hugged him even tighter, and was almost strangled by him.

After tossing all night, Wei Zixi was also sleepy, and fell asleep unconsciously, and the matter of stealing the tadpole was completely forgotten.

Besides, it is impossible for her to force Xiao Han to do that under such circumstances.

……

Wei Zixi turned on the faucet, splashed cold water on her face, and sighed deeply.

It seems that in the future, Xiao Han can't get what she wants by getting drunk, so there is only one way left.

The words he murmured last night sounded in his ears again: It's good that you are finally back.

My heart tightened inexplicably, and I felt strangely uncomfortable.

He thought of himself as that Qin'er last night.

If there is only one way to conceive, it means that every time I have sex with Xiao Han, I will be a substitute for another woman.

The face covered with water droplets in the mirror gradually turned pale, and he smiled bitterly.

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Wei Zixi came out of the bathroom, Xiao Han had already changed into the clothes sent by the front desk, which Wei Zixi ordered the hotel to prepare last night.

Her women's dress was neatly placed on the bedside.

When Xiao Han saw her coming out, there was a trace of unnaturalness on his indifferent handsome face.

It was impossible for Wei Zixi to seduce him, but they came to open a room, so there was only one possibility.

He took the initiative to bring Wei Zixi to open the room last night.

A man and a woman were drunk, and having sex after drinking was the most normal thing, but what annoyed him was that he had no memory at all.

Wei Zixi took his clothes to the bathroom to change, and when he came out again, Xiao Han was standing at the door.

The clear eyes glanced at him, and the slender fingers handed over a rectangular box.