The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 516 Hua Rong stood on one foot in front of the washbasin, retching repeatedly.

She had never been like this before, even after their showdown, even after he almost pretended to be raped by someone else, she was held in his arms by his waist, and she slept peacefully until dawn.

What's next?

His heart tightened for a moment, and it took him a while to relax and recover. It took a long time, and she would never be like this forever.

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At night, after Jiang Yunshen came out of the bathroom, he found that the woman who had been reading a book at this time recently, basically waiting until he fell asleep or even fell asleep before lying down, had already fallen asleep.

Did what he had the nutritionist feed her work?

Jiang Yunshen leaned over and didn't touch her face at first, but only called out in a low voice, "Rongrong?"

no respond.

He repeated in a low voice several times in succession. The woman's sleeping face was still and she didn't even disturb her breathing... Generally, if he calls her by her name a lot, she will always frown intentionally or unintentionally. Impatiently flitted from the eyebrows.

Only then did Jiang Yunshen put his fingers on her face, and lowered his head to kiss her on the cheek.

The dim yellow light was both quiet and ambiguous. He lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long time, then kissed her red lips again, twisting and turning repeatedly while controlling his strength, and lingered for a long time.

Did he really sleep badly a few nights ago, so he didn't wake up?

After turning off the light, Jiang Yunshen embraced her in his arms.

Last night, Hua Rong couldn't help but want to turn over when he woke up. He was always a light sleeper and was easily woken up by her intentionally or unintentionally. He paid special attention tonight, but fortunately, the person in his arms didn't move again this time. non-stop.

just like before.

It went on like this for several nights.

Jiang Yunshen soon felt that something was wrong again. On the morning of the fourth day, he had already got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash and change clothes, but the woman on the bed still didn't show any sign of waking up.

He didn't even bother to move lightly.

In the past, when their relationship was the best and sweetest, she would occasionally mutter a few words or turn over a few times before continuing to sleep. Of course, many times she would get up with him as soon as possible.

If Mrs. Zhang hadn't told him that she usually woke up shortly after he went to the company, he would even think that she had simply passed out.

He stood on the side of the bed, pursed his lips and looked down at her for a long time. Three or five minutes later, he still took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Lin a text message, telling him that he was going to the company later, and that if there was anything else, he would deal with it when he was there. If it was important, he would call directly. .

Then he turned around and moved a chair to sit down, staring at her face motionlessly from a distance of less than half a meter.

At 08:30, her eyelids moved, and she slowly opened her eyes. She first looked at the ceiling for a while, and then turned her head.

Hua Rong frowned instantly, her voice was still hoarse, "Why do you..."

She didn't finish her sentence, a feeling of extreme discomfort welled up in her chest, she sat up halfway with her elbows propped up, never thought that this action would make her head dizzy even more, and a feeling of nausea and vomiting came over her. over everything.

She was afraid that she would really spit it out, and she didn't care that the man in front of her was Jiang Yunshen. She took the hand he had already stood up and stretched out, and said with difficulty, "Take me to the bathroom..."

While speaking, she retched twice again.

Jiang Yunshen's face turned ugly as early as the first second when she felt uncomfortable. By the time she finished speaking, he had already lifted the quilt and carried her to the bathroom.

Hua Rong stood in front of the washbasin with one foot, holding the cold hard basin with one hand, retching repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)