Chapter 1620

"Your Excellency, miss Miaoyu is not well. Would you like to come over and have a look..."

Naturally, Yan Sheng, who is sitting on the sofa, listened to this. !

Zhan Muqian's face is a little sluggish. It's probably not easy to judge for a while whether Miao Yu is deliberately looking for something or is really ill.

Although half of the doubts were in his mind, he got up without any hesitation.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked as he walked out

The servant replied cautiously, "Miss said it's stomachache..."

Zhan Muqian didn't care for a moment whether she pretended or was real. The pace under her feet was unconsciously accelerated.

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Miaoyu was lying in bed with his little hand over his stomach.

Zhan Muqian turned the light of the bedside lamp on a little, and vaguely looked at her face, which was really a little white.

He sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice, "what's wrong with his stomach?"

Wonderful fish a small person, a little frown will appear delicate.

She bit her lower lip and said, "well, it hurts..."

Zhan Muqian frowned. "Is it dysmenorrhea? Do you want to drink some brown sugar water?"

As soon as he finished asking, he felt that it was not right. It seemed that Miaoyu had just come to the holiday a week ago.

Miaoyu said quietly, "no, I think I've eaten too much. My stomach is not comfortable..."

Zhan Muqian stretches out his hand and tugs at her arm. "Isn't it more uncomfortable to eat and walk, and lie down?"

But Miaoyu broke free, turned over and pulled the quilt, muttering and complaining: "no, I'm sleepy, I don't want to move, and it's all your fault. I was full, you have to let me eat so many shrimps..."

Zhan Muqian said nothing: "is it my fault to cooperate?"

The fish pouted silently.

can't help but make complaints about the situation.

Mom sells the batch. It's not all his credit.

If he didn't bring his girlfriend here, Yan Sheng or something She didn't like it at first sight.

How is it possible to digest having dinner with someone you don't like?

So it's his fault that she did it!

Blame him, blame him!

It's all his fault!

Miaoyu's stomach is full of spiteful.

Zhan Muqian can only touch her head and soothe her silently.

Then the big hand slipped down, trying to cover her little stomach.

"Two uncle help you knead," Wen said

There's a buzz in the head of the wonderful fish.

I don't know what

The tip of the nose is a little sour.

Miaoyu suddenly put out his small hand and put it into the palm of his big hand.

Murmured: "second uncle I know uncle Er is the best for me. "

Zhan Muqian was confused for a while, but he didn't understand what the girl was smoking.

How can I say such a sarcastic thing.

Miaoyu is on the next line: "my stomach is sick, but I'm sleepy. I want to go to bed. If there's nothing important to do tonight, I'd better stay here with you. You can't leave until I'm asleep How are you? "

She made it clear that with a little bit of glitches, she would never stop.

Zhan Muqian can see that she is coquetting.

But even if the operation is so stiff and coquettish

You can eat the president to death.

Zhan Muqian's deep magnetic voice "hum".

"Shut your eyes and sleep, darling."

He put his warm palm on her stomach and rubbed it gently.

The fish closed his eyes contentedly.

In my heart, I can't help but brain mend the mood of little sister Yan Sheng at this moment

One hundred wild dogs a day is bad, 2333