Two other men were also shocked. They cursed Sangsang while lifting their pants. After putting on their pants, they turned around and started to curse. When they saw Qiao Mianmian, their reaction was the same as the man with a red face, and they were immediately amazed.

Then, they blushed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qiao Mianmian also felt very embarrassed and apologized quickly, "I'm here to find someone, sorry, I'll leave right away."

After she finished speaking, she ignored the men and walked quickly to Mo Yesi, squatted down and gently patted his back: "Mo Yesi, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

The moment he heard her voice, Mo Ye immediately turned his head.

When he saw the men who were staring at Qiao Mianmian blankly and all of them were blushing, he instantly sank his face, reached out to cover Qiao Mianmian's eyes, and closed the door of the small compartment with a "bang".

"Why are you here?"

The man's voice was low and reprimanded: "Is this a place you can go around? No one."

"I just heard you vomiting inside."

Qiao Mianmian reached out to spread his hand, and looked at him with a pair of black and moist eyes. With a little aggrieved and worried, he grabbed his hand and asked, "I'm afraid something will happen to you, so I came in."

"What's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable? Are we going to the hospital now?"

She also knew that this was not a place she could come in casually.

But at that time, I couldn't care about so much.

"I'm fine." Mo Yesi pressed the water to flush the toilet, took a deep breath and led her to stand up slowly.

Facing the girl's black eyes full of worry, he was silent for a while, reached out and touched her head gently, and his voice softened: "Don't worry, I'm really fine. I just seldom eat spicy food, and my stomach can't stand it for a while, now it's much better."

Qiao Mianmian was stunned for a moment, bit her lip and said, "You can't eat spicy food, why don't you tell me?"

She had also put so many dishes in the red soup pot for him before.

He obviously couldn't eat it, so he didn't tell him, and even ate all the dishes.

This man...

Mo Yesi's voice was faint: "You said it was delicious, I want to try it. It's not that I can't eat it at all, it's okay to eat some occasionally."

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

Still lying to her.

Do you think she is a fool?

He clearly couldn't eat anything.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be difficult to run here and vomit.

She knew why he lied to her and why he even ate all the dishes she had picked for him in a uncomfortable situation.

This is the first time Qiao Mianmian has met a man like Mo Yesi.

Just to avoid discouraging her, I have to tormented myself like this.

If it were Su Ze, she might not have been so accommodating to her.

The better he treats her, the more stressed she feels.

Because she didn't know how to repay him.

"If you can't eat anything in the future, you must tell me." She was silent for a moment, held the man's big hand with slender fingers and distinct joints, gently pinched his palm, and said in a serious tone, "You are not allowed to torture your stomach like this again. Otherwise, I will never have dinner with you again."

Mo Yesi: "..."

Qiao Mianmian saw that he didn't respond, glared at him, and the force of pinching his palm increased, and said fiercely: "Did you hear it?"

Mo Yesi held back his laughter and nodded: "Yes."

This little cat in his house is so cute.
Chapter completed!