Chapter 797
"Don't drink."

Say no to drink.

When a pregnant woman is bent, there is really no good way for others.

You can't talk, you can't scold, and it's even more impossible to fight.

Jiang can only change the way, put down the milk and sit down:

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

"nor."

"That's it."

cough.

Lu Jing sighed:
"Can't you speak better?"

Yes, they all complained.

The man had to lower his voice softly:
"Okay, okay, listen to you, whatever you say, you can tell the man now, what's the matter?"

Lu Jing squeezed the man's arm a few times:
"Don't be skinny, Jianghuai is still there."

How embarrassed to be heard?

The man laughed:

"Don't worry, he can't hear."

Even though all airplanes are now driven on autopilot, Jiang Huai would not dare to eavesdrop on the conversations of his brother and sister-in-law even if he was lent 120 guts?

Lu Jing rolled his eyes again and whispered:

"It's just very tired and sleepy, and a little stuffy, maybe because I slept too long."

While listening, the man stretched out his hand and probed the woman's forehead. Seeing that he had no fever, he felt relieved:

"Wash your face?"

"can."

The man took the initiative to get up to prepare the face wash.

Lu Jing was lying on the chair with his eyes closed, but his throat was very uncomfortable, and there was always a stuffy feeling of wanting to vomit.

Shouldn't it be a reaction?

It was torturous, I had already had a bad experience.

But, even so, the heart is still happy and excited.

After all, women have to go through this.

Jiang also came over with a water basin. The handkerchiefs were all disposable. He twisted the handkerchief himself and handed it to the woman.

If you can, you can do it on your behalf, that is, the woman does not agree.

After washing my face with hot water, it seems to be really comfortable.

"Jiang Ye, I want to eat something sour, or drink something sour."

"There are prunes in the refrigerator. Squeeze a glass of prune juice for you?"

"Mmmmm, yes."

The prune juice is sweet and sour, and it tastes delicious just thinking about it.

No matter what Lu Jing wants to do now, he only needs to move his mouth, and the rest can be done by himself.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the meal comes to open the mouth and clothes to reach out.

In addition to being distressed that his daughter-in-law has suffered such a serious crime these days, Jiang also feels deep guilt.

After all, he was in that place at the time, so if he took his wife with him, it wouldn't be like this now.

But at that time, the task was at hand, and there was really no way.

So, guilt is really guilt now.

Don't talk about doing these chores, even if the wife wants her own life, the man can take the initiative to send the murder weapon to the neck.

Fortunately, Lu Jing never had such a perverted idea.

A few minutes later, the man squeezed a glass of prune juice and came over:

"With a little honey, no sugar, try it."

Pregnant women, it is better to eat less sugar, which was overheard when I was in the hospital.

Although it was eavesdropping on others, it was still deeply remembered in my mind.

Lu Jing pouted the corners of his mouth, took the cup and drank.

Don't say, such a sour thing, I really can't drink it at ordinary times.

But drinking it now is really comfortable.

"Delicious."

He praised without hesitation.

The man laughed too, and after the woman took a few more sips, she reached out and took the cup:
"It's good to drink, but you can't drink too much, it's cold."

Gee.

Lu Jing doesn't refute the man's words anymore, it's useless to refute anyway.

"Then I want to sleep."

This would not be an opinion:
"Well, go to sleep, I'll call you when I get there."

(End of this chapter)

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