The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 1090 Gentle Change

Xia Wan could hardly maintain the generosity on her face, she bit her lower lip in embarrassment as she looked at the man's determined back.

At the dining table, An Hong lowered his head to drink the porridge, with a shadow over his head.

Looking up, Yi Xianshu pulled out the chair and sat beside her with a natural expression.

The refreshing breath of the man's body penetrated his nostrils, and An Hong stared at the fragrant and soft porridge in front of him, and said, "You smell so bloody this morning..."

Yi Xianshu took a custard bag for her, turned to look at her, his eyes were quiet, "Eat well, don't think too much."

Facing the man's bewitching gaze, An Hong's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

I always feel... His attitude towards him is different, much gentler than before.

Thinking of what Yi Yang said just now, he went into a rage and wiped out that group of gangsters. Is it really because of her?

Xia Wan walked in, sat down quietly opposite him, and ate with her head bowed.

Seeing this young girl, An Hong lost interest in talking, and stirred the porridge in front of him with a delicate porcelain spoon.

With the movement of lowering his head, a few strands of hair fell down and almost fell into the bowl.

A slender hand stretched out and gently plucked it behind her ear, and the man's magnetic voice rang out, "Tie up your hair, it looks better that way."

An Hong tilted her head and looked at him in surprise, as if she had reacquainted with the man in front of her.

After a while, she came back to her senses, "...well, good."

Xia Wan watched the warm interaction between the two, the porridge in her mouth lost its taste, she looked at An Hong secretly, and suddenly smiled, "Miss An, did you take your medicine on time this morning?"

"Eat." An Hong answered briefly.

"That's good." Xia Wan smiled more intensely, her eyes fell on her face complicatedly, as if she was observing something.

In fact, An Hong had no appetite this morning, she was sick and depressed.

But Yi Xianshu seemed to be in a good mood, and the steamed stuffed buns, fried dumplings, and poached eggs she made for her were all her favorites.

Not wanting to disappoint his kindness, she ate everything, even a bowl of porridge was drained, but her stomach became more and more uncomfortable, stirring up and down.

After a while, fine cold sweat oozes from her forehead. She wipes it with a paper towel, and new sweat breaks out again.

Yi Xianshu saw that her complexion was very bad, and her eyes changed slightly, "What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay—vomit—"

Just after saying two words, An Hong suddenly tilted his head and spat out everything on the ground.

Xia Wan frowned thinly, and then, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and asked with concern, "Miss An, why are you vomiting?"

An Hong felt uncomfortable in his stomach. Just as he was about to speak, his stomach thumped and he vomited it out again.

With a "squeak" sound, Yi Xianshu pulled out the chair and stood up.

Knowing that Yi Xianshu is obsessed with cleanliness, Mama Zhang cleaned it very clean. The restaurant was all white and the air was very fresh. Not only did she vomit like this, she stained the floor and the tablecloth was also stained.

"Sorry..." She apologized weakly.

The feeling of nausea came too suddenly, and she couldn't control herself...

He must despise himself for ruining the atmosphere of the meal, right?

An Hong was in embarrassment when a warm palm suddenly covered his back, "I don't feel well, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

A deep voice came from behind him, with a touch of tension.

An Hong couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, so she took out a tissue and wiped it briefly, her eyes fell on the dirty skirt, "I'll go up and change."

Yi Xianshu handed her a glass of water, "Are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)