Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

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Mrs. song found that song Yunchi went out early and returned late, and came back with a smell of wine.

She didn't dare to ask more. She didn't have to think about it. She also knew that she was sad because of Mengmeng.

Now, his wife and children are not around, you can imagine how sad his mood should be.

"Yun Chi, how are you? Do you want to vomit?" Mrs. song held the drunken song Yunchi and asked him to sit down on the sofa.

The whole man fell and sat on the sofa. Song Yunchi covered his eyes with his hand. "Mother, go back and have a rest."

He wants to be alone.

I don't want to talk or think.

Just want to sit quietly for a while.

Mrs. song asked the servant to cook Jiejiu soup. She sat down beside him and sighed, "Yunchi, mom knows you're sad. But Mengmeng has returned home. She doesn't know if you get drunk every day, does she? "

Song Yunchi did not move.

Mrs. Song said, "you... Think about it."

Mrs. song went upstairs step by step.

The servant cooked the antidote soup and found that song Yunchi had gone upstairs. When she went upstairs with a tray and came to the door of his bedroom, she heard a painful plea——

"Mengmeng, don't be angry, okay? I know it's wrong. I misunderstood you, and I wronged you. Can you give me another chance, just once? "

The servant hesitated and didn't know whether to knock.

It was quiet after hearing the chatter inside for a long time.

She knocked at the door. "Young master, I'll bring you some wine and soup."

There was no response in the bedroom. The servant boldly pushed the door open.

At this sight, I was terrified.

Song Yunchi sat on the carpet with a pillow in his arms, murmuring painfully.

It's like I'm drunk.

The servant was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to go in and disturb him.

But judging from his current situation, something is wrong. His spirit seems to be... There is a problem.

In a panic, the servant immediately called the family doctor.

There was a riot of war.

Song Yunchi finally fell asleep. The doctor and the servant stayed in the bedroom, afraid that he would feel any discomfort.

Mrs. song quietly wiped her tears. Now she is very distressed to see her son like this.

In country a, Lu Meng has a full life every day.

Eat and sleep, wake up, eat and play games.

Life is full of good hope.

Except... The little guy in the stomach is not very good, everything is so harmonious.

When she woke up, she stretched out a lot and heard the servant say that the chef made her mousse cake. After washing, she went downstairs immediately.

Sitting in the dining room, the table is filled with delicious food cooked by the nutritionist and the chef.

She picked up her knife and fork and ate it.

The dessert was mousse cake. She was content to dig a tablespoon and send it to the import.

The sweet taste melts at the tip of the tongue and fills the whole mouth.

"Eat well!"

Lu Meng smiled with curved eyebrows, spoonful after spoonful, and saw a piece of Mousse Cake destroyed by her.

Suddenly, her face changed suddenly and her face turned a little white.

Putting down the spoon and cake, she covered her mouth and ran quickly to the bathroom.

"What's the matter with you, miss?"

"... vomit!" In the bathroom, there was a painful sound of vomiting.

Lu Meng vomited faintly, and all the breakfast he ate was clean.

The stomach was still spasmodic and reflective vomiting.