The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

In order to keep in shape, Ji Xinxin has not drunk flavorful soup for a long time. Such a bowl of fish soup is delicious, with a little bit of astringency in the sweetness, and it is almost fragrant. Ji Xinxin drank it all in one gulp and couldn’t help it. Admired, "Xia Xia, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"

Back then, Ling Chuxia, like her, was an eldest lady with five fingers that did not touch Yang Chunshui, but after she married Shi Che before, she finally practiced a good cooking skill in order to please Shi Che.

Ling Chuxia was also not modest at all, smiling with her eyebrows crooked, "That is, even Shi Che doesn't like to drink fish soup, and now she drinks it."

"Don't be happy in front of me." Ji Xinxin stared and snorted, then picked up the chopsticks, unceremoniously.

Looking at Ji Xinxin as if she had been hungry for several months, Ling Chuxia couldn't help but smile and shook her head. She picked up the bowl of fish soup with both hands and took a sip.

However, this small mouthful of fish soup hadn't had time to swallow it, and the nausea rushed up again quickly, unable to suppress it. Ling Chuxia subconsciously covered her lips and got up and ran towards the bathroom.

Ji Xinxin was stunned for a second in her seat, and after reacting, she got up and quickly followed.

Ling Chuxia ran into the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. Obviously nothing happened just now, but now the whole stomach seemed to be tumbling and agitated, and Ling Chuxia could not help but vomit.

Ji Xinxin rushed over and saw that Ling Chuxia was vomiting badly. A trace of worry flashed through her eyes. She patted Ling Chuxia's back with her hand and said in doubt: "Xia Xia, why did you vomit so badly? Did you eat something wrong? "

Ling Chuxia could not answer Ji Xinxin at this moment. She did not ask any more, waiting for her to vomit, helping her get up, Ling Chuxia walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, held water in both hands, and rinsed her mouth. The breath came out.

Ji Xinxin helped Ling Chuxia go out, let her sit on the sofa, and then said: "I'll pour you a glass of water."

Ling Chuxia leaned on the sofa behind her, her face was slightly pale, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her head felt a little dizzy after just throwing up.

Ji Xinxin came back with a cup of warm water, fed Ling Chuxia and drank some, the warm water poured into his stomach, Ling Chuxia's frowning eyebrows stretched a little.

Ji Xinxin sat aside and said with worry, "Xia Xia, are you better?"

Ling Chuxia drank half a cup of warm water and felt much better, and nodded at Ji Xinxin, "Much better."

Ji Xinxin’s worries did not completely fade away. She looked at Ling Chuxia’s pale little face for a while, and she seemed to think of something, but after hesitating, she asked, "Xia Xia, you are... Is the aunt here?"

What did Ji Xinxin mean by this sentence? Ling Chuxia immediately understood it. She suddenly remembered that she should have come to her aunt at the beginning of every month, but now it is the middle of the month, but her aunt still did not come……

There was a chill on Ling Chuxia's back, and the whole person sat upright.

But soon, she shook her head firmly, "Xinxin, it's definitely not what you think, I...my body can't get pregnant."

Ling Chuxia didn’t tell Ji Xinxin about this matter before, so when she said that, Ji Xinxin was startled, "Can’t get pregnant?"