"Where are you going?" An Ran pressed her aching stomach and looked at the slowly becoming unfamiliar street. She couldn't help but turn her head and ask Haoran, who was driving the car quickly.

"Hospital." Haoran looked at the driveway ahead with concentration and said stiffly.

The most important thing now is not to have a meal, but to see a doctor first. Judging from her expression, she should be very sick.

"No need to go to the hospital. I just had hungry stomach cramps. I will get better after eating something." When An Ran heard that he was going to the hospital, he couldn't help frowning.

The stomach pain is just a cramp. She is hungry, so why can't she go to eat first? If she doesn't eat anything, she may really suffer from this stomach disease. She will have to suffer for a few days, and she really can't stand it.

"What are you talking about?" Haoran scolded, and continued to drive his car without listening to her explanation.

He didn't know about this stomach problem. How could he get better after eating something? He knew that this girl was afraid of going to the hospital, but now is not the time for her to be willful.

"Really, this is not the first time, I know it." Seeing that he didn't believe it, An Ran almost raised his hand to swear. Seeing that he looked at her as if he didn't believe it, he immediately nodded solemnly again.

Looking at her extremely sincere face, Haoran couldn't help but pursed his lips tightly, and then turned in a direction at the turn ahead.

He knew that she was not a lie, and especially when facing him, he could identify whether she was lying at a glance. So, just like that, he already knew that her words were absolutely credible.

However, more than once, when he heard her say those words casually, his heart began to ached faintly.

What was she thinking? She knew her condition and was still trying to make herself so hard. Is she deliberately trying to make him feel guilty?

However, he was wronged by An Ran. An Ran had never thought of it so much that it made him feel guilty. She hadn't had this stomach problem for a long time. She thought that this occasional time would be better than before. She felt that as long as she endured it until she got off work, she would go to have dinner immediately, and it would be fine. But she really didn't expect that the stomach was still as hungry as before.

Haoran stopped the car in front of a Chinese restaurant. As soon as the car stopped, An Ran immediately opened the car door, bent down and pressed his stomach to get out of the car slowly, and then slowly moved towards the restaurant.

She didn't dare to walk too fast because the more her stomach moved, the more painful it hurts. If she didn't move, it would be better.

Haoran looked at her snail-like speed and couldn't stand it anymore. He walked around the car body a few steps, held her in his arms as soon as he reached out, and moved his long legs and quickly stepped into the restaurant.

The waiter in the restaurant looked at An Ran who was being held into the restaurant and opened his mouth slightly in surprise. He worked in the restaurant all year round. He had never seen anything before, but this was the first time they had seen a woman who came to the restaurant for dinner with her women in this way.

"Let's have a bowl of porridge first, hurry up." Haoran ignored the shocked expression of service, and just said in a deep voice, and walked to an free table with An Ran before putting her down.

Hearing his orders, the waiter immediately agreed and walked quickly towards the kitchen. During the period, he was curious and looked back at the handsome men.

The first time An Ran was held by a man under the gaze of so many people, An Ran couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. As soon as she sat down, she immediately lowered her head and lay on the table, burying her face in her arms, hiding her discomfort.

Although Hao is her brother, both of them have grown up after all, and such intimate actions make her feel helpless.

But as she looked at her lying on the table, Haoran's thick eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Does she feel very painful? But does eating really work?

"The porridge is coming, please use it slowly." With the polite and crisp sound, a bowl of porridge was indeed brought up quickly.

An Ran looked up at the steaming porridge in front of her, and immediately reached out to pick up the spoon and drank it sipped. After half a bowl of porridge, she immediately felt that her stomach was much better. Her waist was bent and her slowly straightened up. The movement of drinking porridge gradually became less urgent than at the beginning. While she was drinking porridge, several other light dishes that Haoran called were also served one after another.

"How long hasn't been eating?" Seeing her slowly recovering from a bloody face, her eyebrows were not as tight as before, Haoran's heart slowly relaxed, and then asked in a deep voice.

Even though I know I have stomach problems, I still dare to torment myself. I am so stupid.

"I don't know." An Ran said as he put down the bowl of porridge he had drunk, picked up the chopsticks next to him, and thought while eating: "It seems that he hasn't eaten since he had drunk last night."

"Drinking?" Hearing her words, Haoran's voice couldn't help but suddenly rise, staring at the woman who was burying her head in front of her, her eyes stinging and pissing.

Hearing Haoran's sudden rising sound, An Ran's movement of picking up food trembled. Then he realized what he had said just now. He grinned slightly, cursed his stupidity secretly, and lowered his head in annoyance.

"You, you..." Looking at her lowered head, Haoran gritted his teeth and said a few words "you". His hand suddenly raised but stopped in the air. He waved several times on the top of her dark head, but he didn't wave it. Finally, he hit the table with a thump, shaking the bowls and plates on the table with a clang.

She was so brave that she not only dared to run out to spend the night with a man, but also learned to drink.

Looking at the bowls and plates on the table that were shaken, Anran's shoulders couldn't help but shrank, and the chopsticks in his hand did not dare to move again, quietly lowering his head to wait for his scolding.

"Eat." Looking at her still lowered head, Haoran suddenly shouted, feeling a surge of anger in her chest, but she couldn't get it out.

Hearing his roar, Anran's heart trembled a few times. He quickly reached out and quickly headed towards the dish on the plate. He didn't dare to pause at all. He did not stop until his stomach was so full that he could no longer fill. He then slowly moved his movements, then raised his eyes and looked carefully at Hao.
Chapter completed!