Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 159

"Put me down."

The lazy voice of the girl in his arms was so soft that Ji Mochen couldn't help but look down at her.

Who knew that Nancy also looked up at him, her delicate skin was like the bright red of flower petals, and her eyes were squinting lazily with watery eyes, but she was holding back her impatience.

Ji Merchen paused, vaguely aware of something wrong, and looked at Nancy carefully, "Are you drunk?"

Nancy glanced at him and seemed to be saying silently: What stupid question are you asking.

"You don't want to let go, do you?" Nancy asked lightly.

Ji Mochen's lips moved, still wondering whether Nancy was really drunk or not.Listening to the tone of this speech, it is no different from everyday.

Soon, Ji Mochen knew the answer.

He thought that Nancy should die after she finished her last sentence, so he jumped out of his arms.

Instead Nancy hooked her fingers between the buttons of his shirt and pointed her other hand to the nearest guest room door.

"Go and open the door, I'll go in and use the bathroom."

This reaction is definitely not something she can do every day, even if she wants to cheat him, there is no reason.

Ji Mochen did have a universal card for this level, which was given by Qiguo Satellite TV's banquet party, but it was placed with the assistant.

"Wait." Ji Mochen released one hand to get the phone and called the assistant.After a brief explanation, he hung up the phone.

Looking at Nancy in his arms again, he found that she had been staring at him, unable to tell what the eyes meant.

"Your stomach is uncomfortable, is it a stomachache or something." Ji Mochen asked flatly.

Nancy frowned, "I'm holding back."

Just as Ji Mochen wanted to ask what he was holding back, when he got in touch with what she said before, he immediately retracted the words on his lips, and pinched the bridge of his nose speechlessly.

He probably understood why Zhuang Ziyin dragged her into the room before, but it turned out that he misunderstood.

"Boss." The assistant came over quickly, opened the door of the guest room with the universal card, invited the two of them in, and stayed outside the door by himself.

As soon as Ji Mochen entered the door, he put Nancy down, and the latter turned around and went to the toilet.

Ji Mochen, who was locking the door, looked at her with concern, and looked away when she found that her walking posture was normal.

The room was a single room in a suite. Ji Mochen locked the door, went to the sofa, sat down and waited.

Five minutes later, Nancy did not come out.

Ji Mochen glanced at the bathroom, and calmly took out his phone.

Ten minutes later, Ji Mochen raised his eyes and looked at the bathroom again.

After that, I couldn't help but look at it every minute. After almost half an hour, Ji Mochen stood up with a frown, went to the bathroom door and knocked twice, "Nancy."

There was no response from inside, Ji Mochen increased his strength, "Little liar."

After finding that there was still no response, Ji Mochen's face changed slightly, he squeezed the doorknob hard and twisted it, and suddenly found that the bathroom door was not locked at all.

After a brief hesitation, Ji Mochen opened the bathroom door and looked inside.

This glance made Ji Mochen's pupils constrict, and instantly closed the bathroom door with a "snap".

Two seconds passed, and Ji Mochen, who was standing in front of the door, came back to his senses, his reaction was too big.

Ji Mochen was silent on the spot, and the picture he just saw flashed through his mind.

Liar, seems to have fallen asleep in the bathtub?
"Dong dong dong—" Ji Mochen knocked on the door again, thinking about waking up the idiot inside with a cold face.

After going on like this for nearly ten seconds, there was a "bang", the sound of something hitting the door.

Ji Mochen stopped knocking on the door.

"Who?" Nancy's hoarse voice came from inside, "I want to die."

Ji Mochen was as calm as water, and said lightly: "You are the one who wants to die. Let me tell you a common sense, people who drown are ugly."

There was a sound of water inside, and Ji Mochen estimated that Nan Xi should get up from the water, so he turned and walked towards the living room.

Only halfway through, I suddenly heard a "bang" and a girl's cry of pain.Ji Mochen turned back immediately, strode out with long legs, and when his hand was about to open the bathroom door, his reason got stuck, and he asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter with you?"

"..."

Ji Mochen couldn't hear the girl's murmur clearly, considering Nancy's strong personality in front of him, he opened the bathroom door without hesitation.

On the tiled floor in sight, the girl wrapped in a bath towel fell to the ground, her little face was flushed with unbearable pain, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Ji Mochen didn't react for a while, Nan Xi had already looked up and saw him, and stretched out her hand, "Help me."

Ji Mochen reached out to help, and touched Nancy's hand that was still wet. The cold and soft touch was completely different from his own.

Ji Mochen tried his best to let himself ignore the strange feeling. After seeing the hands of the two holding each other, Nancy still seemed unable to exert strength.

His eyes sank, he bent over and tightened the loose towel on the little woman's body, wrapped it up and stuffed it into the overlap, and then hugged Nancy by the waist.

He strode towards the living room, put Nancy on the bed, and after covering her body tightly with the quilt, she felt a lot more relaxed.

"You can fall like this, your eyes..." Ji Mochen frowned, saw Nancy's appearance halfway through his words, his words got stuck, and his expression changed.

The girl on the bed blushed, and murmured in distress, her expression was a little dazed.

Ji Mochen leaned forward and reached out to caress Nancy's forehead, and found that the temperature was unexpectedly cold, and his hands were covered with cold sweat.

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"abdomen."

Ji Mochen couldn't laugh or cry, "You just came out of the toilet."

"Stomach pain." Nancy pursed her lips, as if she was dissatisfied with Ji Mochen's suspicion of what she said, and gave him a wronged look.

Ji Mochen was stunned for a moment, a little unaccustomed to Nancy like this.

There is no confrontation, no cynicism, on the contrary, she is well-behaved and lively, and she still treats him...acting like a baby?
During the time when Ji Mochen was silent, Nancy had reached out and grabbed the hand on her forehead.

For some unknown reason, Ji Mochen didn't withdraw his hand in time, watching Nancy grab his hand and tuck it into the quilt.

In the end, his hands were placed on a flat place, separated by a layer of bath towels, Ji Mochen glanced at Nancy's lower abdomen.

Nancy pressed his hand, her body rolled into a ball, her expression was irritable and impatient.

"Are you allergic to alcohol?" Ji Mochen guessed the reason for Nancy's discomfort.

Nancy rolled her eyes again, with an expression of not being able to argue with him.

Seeing her unabated, Ji Mochen felt more and more cold sweat on her forehead.

Sitting here like this is not an option.He stood up, "I'm going to call the doctor."

Who would have thought that when he moved, Nancy would hold his hand tightly and would not let him go.

Ji Mochen looked at Nancy in surprise, and the latter whispered, "Don't go."

"..." Ji Mochen froze on the spot, and after a while, he took a deep look at Nancy and took another step forward.

Nancy pursed her lips, staring at Ji Mochen with a pair of misty eyes, as if he was a heinous person.

Ji Mochen said: "I'm not leaving, I just move a chair over."

Nancy blinked slowly, then patted the bed with one hand, and raised her jaw to Ji Mochen, meaning you understand.

Ji Mochen's lips moved slightly, and Nancy's little moves were a bit cute.

　——Outside time (not related to the text)——

　　Di Shui: This time it’s finally sugar, right?Do you feel sweet old season? )
　　Lao Ji said that he couldn't hear anything, and couldn't extricate himself from the sweetness of his daughter-in-law.

　　Ershui: ... Dear little angels, do you feel sweet? !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)