"It's not a stomachache, I don't know, it's just a pain in waves." Shi Qi covered her lower abdomen and looked frighteningly pale. It wasn't as serious as it was in the car.
Kou Quan gently touched Qi Qi's pale face, "Can you still leave? I'll carry you in?"
Shi Qi held her stomach without moving and said softly, "Maybe it will be fine soon. It's okay."
Kou Quan held Shiqi in his arms and patted her back gently, "She must have drank too much. The weather is so cold, and the cold beer has chilled her body."
Shi Qi hugged Kou Quan's neck and rubbed his head against his neck, "I finally feel at ease after seeing Sister Lan'er and Brother Lu Jiang together today."
Shi Qi knew how much Zhou Lan'er liked Kou Quan, and her guilt for Zhou Lan'er came not only from Zhou Haoyu, but also from Kou Quan. However, looking at the emotional expression between Zhou Lan'er and Lu Jiang, she finally felt guilty
A little more comfortable.
Kou Quan stood up with Shi Qi, unbuttoned his coat and wrapped Shi Qi in his arms. Shi Qi was instantly wrapped in warmth.
"Haha, that's great." Shi Qi smiled stupidly, her face pressed against his chest, her hands wrapped around his waist, the heat was sultry, she closed her eyes, wanting to sleep, but unwilling to enter the house.
Kou Quan hugged Qi Qi and didn't understand what she meant by "really good", but at this moment, his heart felt peaceful and warm.
"I don't want you to go in. What should I do?" Kou Quan sighed softly.
"Well..." Shiqi muttered, seeming to have fallen asleep.
Kou Quan listened to her voice and sighed secretly. There was only one day left, and she would return to him starting tomorrow, so he could bear with it a little longer.
"Baby, go in and sleep. You can still sleep for three hours now, so don't delay it anymore, okay?" Kou Quan patted Qi Qi on the shoulder and said.
Shi Qi refused to move, so Kou Quan let go first, "Go inside quickly, don't catch a cold, and sleep peacefully for a few hours, okay?"
Qi Qi looked at Kou Quan silly and happy, and Kou Quan was helpless, "Are you stupid?" Qi Qi put his hands around his neck again and kissed his face, "I'm going into the house, good night."
"Good night." Kou Quan smiled and got in the car when he saw Qi Qi entering the house.
Shi Qi went back and washed his face. It was indeed quite late at this time. He quickly took a shower and got ready to go to bed. As soon as he took off his clothes, his pants were stained with blood. Shi Qi stared at the pants for a while, scratched his hair and wondered, the time was wrong.
Ah, why did it come again today? Is it because she has been too nervous recently and has too many things on her mind, so her period is early?
Think about how Kou Quan's face would darken if he knew her good friend was coming tomorrow night.
Seventeen took a quick bath, climbed into bed and closed his eyes to rest. He was probably tired, but fell asleep quite quickly.
Just after five o'clock in the morning, Xin Yi knocked on the door. Shi Qi's head hurt like it was about to explode and her complexion was very bad. Xin Yi patted her daughter's face.
"Didn't sleep well last night, huh? Why does your face look so ugly?" Xin Yi asked softly.
"I only slept for about three hours." Shi Qi muttered, holding her head, feeling uncomfortable and dizzy, "Can we hold the wedding another day? I really want to sleep..."
Xin Yi laughed, "Okay, then I'll call Xiao Quan and tell him that you can't get up and want to reschedule the wedding. He always listens to you, so there must be no problem. Guests invited from the capital should be treated as if they were invited
Come for a trip. As for Qingcheng Xiaoquan’s colleagues, friends, and your father’s friends from the government and business circles, it’s easier to handle. The phone calls are ringing one after another to inform them that the wedding is cancelled..."
"Mom, are you kidding me?" Shi Qi ruffled his messy hair, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at his mother with a straight face.
"You also know that this can only be said as a joke? Get up quickly, it's getting late, the makeup artist will be here soon, get up and clean up quickly, you have to take advantage of this time to eat something. Come on, come on, baby..."
Xin Yi dragged Qi Qi up from the bed, "I just want you to get enough sleep tomorrow, okay?"
"Oh, God—"
Shi Qi held his head and shouted, finally waking up after dawdling.
"Hurry downstairs, breakfast is ready." Xin Yi woke up her daughter and went downstairs. As long as Seventeen gets up, she moves quite quickly. She is stuck here at this time and does not need any explanation.
She will have a sense of urgency herself.
When Xin Yi went downstairs, Mu Ning also came out, "Aunt Xin."
Mu Ning is always like that, full of vitality. As long as she is at home, there will be a big fat person moving around the house anytime and anywhere. To say that she is really fat, it is not bad, but she is tall and looks strong. She has a weak frame.
Big and meaty, the fat on the body can shake when walking.
During this period, Mu Xiaoniuer insisted on exercising every day. Running in the morning and evening was indispensable. After running, she also did aerobics. She cheered herself up every day and watched the people beside her feel so happy. The chant she shouted was always heard by others.
It’s joy, I don’t understand it, I find it funny, plus that fat guy’s live performance, how can it not be joy?
Mu Ning thinks it's good to come to Qingcheng. As long as Mr. Tang is not here, no one here will restrict her about morning exercise or not. She can make noises as she likes.
Although she seems to be working very hard every day, her weight is really crazy. Instead of going down, she is going up.
When Xin Yi entered the dining room, she shouted, "Eat as soon as you get up. Hurry, the makeup artist is coming. You have to eat more. Don't be so hungry that you won't have any energy. I won't have time to feed you in the morning."
"Okay, come on." Mu Ning stepped on the scale. Very good. She weighed 80 last night. Why is it still 80 this morning? She has an empty stomach now, an empty stomach!
He quickly ran to the dining room: "Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin, is the scale on the floor-to-ceiling window broken?"
"Is the battery dead?" Xin Yi asked back. She didn't know whether it was broken or not. It was normal for the scale's battery to be dead.
Mu Ning shook her head, "No, but I think that scale is broken."
Mu Ning sat on the dining chair glumly. He was already a fat man weighing 160 pounds. What else could he eat?
"I have no appetite, so I won't eat."
Mu Ning stared at the glutinous rice balls in front of her, wishing she could make a hole in them. The more she looked at it, the angrier she became. Who cooked this? It's so annoying. What did she do to make it look so delicious? All kinds of colors, she has them.
I have never eaten glutinous rice balls in various colors. The green ones are made with spinach juice and kneaded into the rice dumpling powder, and the red ones are kneaded with carrot juice. They look very nice.
Holding her stomach, Xin Yi looked at Mu Ning in surprise. The words "not eating" came from Mu Xiaoniu'er's mouth, but it was strange to hear it.
"You really don't want to eat?" Xin Yi confirmed, staring at her belly that was singing, and paraphrasing a line from a novel that has a high frequency of appearances, she said, "You don't want to talk about it, but your body is very honest."
"...Aunt Xin——"
Mu Xiaoniu'er has a dark face, do you want to do this? How embarrassing?
