"You feel so sick with me?"

Looking at the face comparable to that of Baogong, Xia Rong was pale with fright“ I'm sorry, Mo Cheng. I'm just a little nauseous... "I haven't said anything yet. It's another bout of retching.

Before the words were heard, Shen Mocheng shook his fist and waved directly to Xia Rong. Xia Rong subconsciously closed her eyes, but saw a gust of wind passing by her ears. Carefully opened his eyes, only to see his fist hit the side of his body.

Shen Mocheng opens the quilt and walks out of bed with a black face. The door slammed shut heavily, and a moment later, a whistle sounded downstairs.

Xia Rong felt sick in her stomach and kept retching. After roughly calculating the time, Xia Rong looked solemn: "no, I have to win Shen Mocheng as soon as possible. If the pregnancy reaction is more serious, it will be discovered sooner or later. " Xia Rong said anxiously.

Early the next morning, Xia Rong's parents quickly ask Shen Mocheng why she left her in the middle of the night, while Xia sweetheart smiles. Don't want to stay there more, Xia Rong left after breakfast. In the evening, seeing that Shen Mocheng hasn't been home, Xia Rong struggles for a long time and bravely dials Shen Mocheng's phone.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Seeing this, Xia Rong dialed again, and finally got through this time. With an impatient voice, she said, "what's the matter?"

Noticeably hearing the difference in his voice, Xia Rong asked with concern: "Mo Cheng, do you have a cold?"

"It's none of your business."

Xia Rong just about to speak, he heard the voice of the assistant reporting work on the phone. Then the phone was snapped off. Listening to the beep, Xia Rong feels thoughtful. A moment later, I got up and went straight to the dressing room.

Twenty minutes later, Xia Rong came to mg group. After the elevator reached the top floor, she walked calmly to the president's office with two incubators. The assistant saw that she was surprised, but he didn't stop her.

Just walked into the office, Shen Mocheng just looked up and saw her“ Mo Cheng, I just heard that your voice has a nasal sound. I should have caught a cold. I brought you cold medicine. "

"Go away." Shen Mo Cheng cherishes his words like the golden order.

Xia Rong imitate if didn't hear, continue to say: "don't take medicine good slow."

"Don't you understand?" Shen Mocheng stinks and looks ugly.

Standing in front of her, Xia Rong said stubbornly, "if you don't take the medicine, I'll wait for you here."

Shen Mo Cheng slapped his desk and said, "Xia Rong, don't think that if I don't beat my wife, you can do whatever you want."

"I'm just worried about you. If you don't eat, I won't go. " Xia Rong said seriously.

Seeing her hang on, Shen Mocheng's forehead was bursting with nerves. Xia Rong's heart counsels very much, but he is still hardening his head and carrying on his anger.

After a long time, Shen Mocheng squeezed out three words: "you won." With that, Shen Mocheng took the medicine, picked up the water cup on the table and took a drink directly.

Seeing that his face was a little red, Xia Rong came to him, put her hand on his forehead and exclaimed, "do you have a fever?"

Push her hand, Shen Mo Cheng indifferent: "it's none of your business."

Hearing this, Xia Rong said: "you are my husband. Why is it none of my business? I'll have a rest first. I've just brought some medicine to relieve my fever. "

Shen Mo Cheng sneered and said, "don't be hypocritical. I don't want to eat your way."

If Xia Rong didn't hear him, she took out the antipyretic and put it in front of him. Shen Mo Cheng as did not see, continue to work. Two people are so deadlocked, until Shen Mocheng feel more and more dizzy, this just impatiently look at her: "do you go?"

"I'll go when your fever is gone."

Hearing this, Shen Mocheng took the pill from her palm and swallowed it directly. Dizzy, Shen Mocheng gets up and walks to the sofa.

See him half squint on the sofa, Xia Rong to the rest room to bring a basin of water. The hand holding the towel was about to touch his face, but he caught it: "get out of here."

"Don't you hate me? If you hate me, then pass the virus on to me. " Xia Rong said with a smile, took away his hand and wiped his face and hands to cool him down.

Maybe it was because of the antipyretic that Shen Mocheng got sleepy soon. When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the sofa. One side, Xia Rong hands red, bent over for her to wring hot water, heart suddenly a throb.

Seeing that he opened his eyes, Xia Rong explored his forehead and raised a smile: "it seems that the temperature has cooled down. I'll change the water again."

Just about to get up, I saw someone suddenly grab her hand. Xia Rong is unstable and falls directly on him. Before he got up, his palm was on the back of his head.

"What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say that if I hated you, I would pass the virus on to you? That's good advice. " Shen Mocheng opened his mouth hoarsely, pressed her head with his palm, and the distance between them was close.

Looking at the gradually approaching lips, Xia Rong's eyes widened in disbelief and her heart thumped. Wouldn't he want to kiss her?

Xia Rong's heart is messy. This is the closest time to success, but she can't kiss him. That's her bottom line! But if you piss him off again, I'm afraid

Xia Rong shook her fist hard and hesitated in her heart.

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