Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Jiayin wanted to turn around and beat him angrily, Ye Wuge didn't let go of his hand behind him, smiled and dodged.

"Asshole, believe it or not, I really beat you up."

"Believe, look at you, so violent, I dare to marry you."

"Violence, let me show you what real violence is." Jiayin gritted his teeth and stomped him wildly.

"Ah...Murder your husband." Ye Wuge screamed to dodge, but his hands were not willing to let go.

...

The two were playing and making trouble by the sink, and Kayin rubbed unconsciously in his arms.

Early in the morning, Ye Wuge couldn't stand this, and immediately reacted.

Feeling his reaction, Jiayin's small face was hot, struggling to push him busy.

Ye Wuge couldn't restrain this movement even more. He turned the person around with his hands and picked her up on the sink behind him.

He put her between the mirror and him, lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

As a result, just kissed.

A nausea rushed into Jiayin's stomach again, and he pushed Ye Wuge away violently, and vomited again after holding on to the sink.

Ye Wuge felt that his soul was seriously hurt.

"I hate you so much? Can you kiss you just by kissing?"

Jiayin spit out uncomfortably while holding on to the sink, but still not forgetting to hit him.

"I just hate you, bastard."

Ye Wuge was very hurt, and with a sad expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and patted her back gently.

Of course he would not really believe that it was because Kayin hated him that he would vomit.

Seeing her uncomfortable waist couldn't straighten up, her brows wrinkled tightly again.

What the **** is this? It was fine before, but why did you suddenly start to vomit?

Could it be motion sickness or something sick?

Ye Wuge's expression gradually became serious, and after she vomited, he reached out and picked up the person and walked outside.

"What are you doing?" Jiayin glared at him.

"Hospital." Ye Wuge pursed his lips.

Jiayin heard the word hospital, and her body froze in his arms. Did she really have a terminal illness?

Stopped a taxi outside the hotel.

In the car, both of them were silent for a long time. Kayin gritted his teeth and said in a nervous manner, "Did I have some terminal illness?"

The corners of Ye Wuge's lips twitched fiercely, and he bent his finger and knocked on her head.

"No nonsense."

Kayin raised his hand to cover his head and curled his lips, "I'm dying, you still bully me."

Ye Wuge raised his hand and rubbed her head, "If you want to die, I will die first, where is your turn."

He said so, but my heart was a little nervous.

Jiayin's constant vomiting symptom really made him a little scared, thinking desperately in his mind, what kind of disease is such a symptom?

What flashed in my mind, this symptom seemed a bit familiar.

Thinking about whether to give Xiao Chen a try, the car had already stopped outside the hospital.

Ye Wuge paid the money, pulled Jiayin out of the car, and walked in toward the hospital.

Jiayin looked worried, and the two didn't know which department to go to, after talking to the nurse about the situation.

The nurse looked up at Kayin, "Do you feel like going to the bathroom?"

Jiayin shook his head in a circle, wondering what the relationship between her illness check and the toilet was.

"Then follow me for a blood test." The nurse led her to the other side.

Jiayin couldn't help feeling even more nervous, and Ye Wuge's face collapsed tightly, following behind.