Chapter 744 Why Should I Strangle You?

Throwing out until the stomach trouble comes out, vomiting until the throat is hot and sore.

Gu Yanhao is a man, he can't feel this kind of pain.

But he felt sorry for Song Wuyou very much. He held Song Wuyou's face that had lost a lot of weight due to poor food during pregnancy, and stared at her: "You don't have anything to eat?"

Song Wuyou shook his head aggrievedly: "These two days, I don't even want to eat fruits and vegetables."

"Eat even if you don't want to, especially fruits, vegetables, and meat..."

Originally, he was looking for an excuse to say that he was dizzy, so that Gu Yanhao could stop his longing.

But when he mentioned meat, I really felt sick to my stomach.

In addition to foot injuries, high fever, and extremely weak body.

As soon as the stomach regurgitated, something surged out along the esophagus.

"Ouch..." Song Wuyou hurriedly covered his mouth and rushed to the toilet.

"..." Gu Yanhao looked at her distressedly, and when he heard the sound of vomiting coming from inside, his heart tightened and tightened.

He got up and walked over.

After entering the toilet, Song Wuyou stood in front of the sink, vomiting non-stop.

She didn't eat much, but it seemed like she couldn't finish vomiting.

Gu Yanhao patted her on the back lightly, and said in a deep voice, "My wife, thank you for your hard work."

After Song Wuyou vomited, he turned on the tap and washed his face.

Looking up, looking at myself in the mirror, alas, haggard.

Looking down, I saw that the buttons on the chest were undone, revealing a beautiful spring.

Embarrassed, she quickly buttoned up the buttons.

Gu Yanhao reached out and touched her forehead.

He was relieved after testing that her temperature was normal.

He looked at her with pity, "What do you want to eat most now?"

"Spicy sauerkraut, or super spicy dried radish for white porridge."

Gu Yanhao raised his eyebrows: "What are these?"

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...

Huang Ling didn't plan to go to work tonight.

She wants to stay in a hotel tonight.

She went back to the bar and planned to ask the manager for leave.

But as soon as he arrived at the bar, he was stopped by a man.

Huang Ling raised her head and looked at him: "Maubertin?"

With a smile on his face, Mau Posen held a bag in both hands and handed it to her: "Careless woman, even the bag is left on me."

He looked down and glanced at her feet.

She wore a pair of white shoes, Mau Posen raised his eyebrows, "Can a pair of white shoes keep you warm in such a cold day?"

The man looked up and looked at her curiously: "You didn't wear any shoes today, did you go home barefoot?"

"I'm not barefoot, is there someone who will send me shoes?" Huang Ling took the bag, "Thank you, bring it to me personally."

"You know you left your bag and didn't wear your shoes, so why didn't you come back?" Mobosen looked at Huang Ling.

Huang Ling shrugged helplessly, "Who made me so afraid of death?"

Mobosen raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"

"I'm afraid you'll strangle me to death."

"Why should I strangle you?"

"I said bad things about the woman you like, and your face is very gloomy. I'm so scared, I can slip as fast as I can."

"Haha..." Mofferson laughed when he heard that, "You woman not only speak ill of her, but also doubt my character."

"I want to correct it now. What I said is the truth, not just nonsense made out of nothing. It's not a bad word. You are deceiving yourself and others, so don't admit it." Huang Ling pursed her lips, "We don't know each other very well, how would I know you How is the character. But..."

Huang Ling patted her bag, "If you can send the bag back to me, it means that you are a pretty good person and worthy of deep friendship."

"What do you mean by deep friendship? Intercourse?"

"You have a good idea, so I won't date you." Huang Ling made a murderous gesture in front of her neck, "I'm afraid of being clicked."