Looking at his appearance, Chu Xiaochen just frowned slightly. It seemed that he had not chosen the topic well and was busy changing his words.
"Actually, what I want to say is...you must be pursued by many people, right?"
"fine."
Zhuo Ran was stir-frying the ingredients in the pot and smelled the smell of oily smoke in the air. Chu Xiaochen's chest felt strange and he retched. She hurriedly covered her mouth and turned around to run away.
Seeing her turn around and run away, Zhuo Ran panicked, turned off the fire, and hurriedly chased her out.
"Xiaochen?"
"I'm fine."
In the bathroom, Chu Xiaochen was half bent over the toilet, spitting out sour water.
"Laughing morning."
Seeing her after a long door, Zhuo Ran rushed in, took the tissue and sent it over, while holding her arm and asked with concern, "What's wrong, is this?"
"I..." Chu Xiaochen took the tissue and wiped his mouth, hurriedly daring to tell her about the pregnancy, "I... maybe I didn't eat breakfast well..."
According to what Chen Chong said, Zhuo Ran was already stimulated just by hearing that she and Luo Jun were getting married.
If she revealed that she was pregnant with Luo Jun's child, wouldn't it make him even more sad?
Just as he straightened up, a strong wave of retching struck him again.
"Well--"
She was busy bending down again.
Zhuoran saw that her face was pale, her brows were furrowed and her face was in pain, and she felt very distressed, "I'll get you a glass of water."
Turning around and running out of the bathroom, he hurriedly took a glass of warm water and brought it over. Chu Xiaochen took it and rinsed his mouth, and then the discomfort in his chest subsided.
"Teacher Zhuo, thank you."
Zhuo Ran held her arm and helped her out. Zhuoran was still worried, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Chu Xiaochen waved her hands hurriedly, "No, no, no, I'm fine."
Zhuoran just frowned and turned to get his phone, "How can that be done? How about I call the doctor over?"
Chu Xiaochen took his arm, "It's really no need, Teacher Zhuo, I'm fine. I promise you, I'm really fine. I... just drink some hot water and rest for a while."
Turning his face and looking at her eager look, Zhuoran stopped and held her arm again, "Then I'll help you go upstairs to rest for a while... Don't refuse again!"
"Okay." Chu Xiaochen had no choice but to agree.
He helped her upstairs and sent her into the guest room. Zhuo Ran carefully placed her on the bed and poured her a glass of hot water. "You drink some water first, and I'll help you make some hot soup noodles."
"Teacher Zhuo!" Chu Xiaochen looked at him walking towards the door and called him urgently, "Actually, I...I'm not hungry. You...sit down and I'll have a few words with you."
Zhuoran turned around and walked to her side of the bed.
"Actually..." Chu Xiaochen held the water glass with both hands, hesitated for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to raise his face, "Teacher Zhuo, you are a good man, actually... I... I am very grateful to you and appreciate you.
, to tell you the truth, among these male actors, you were the one I admired the most... When I was in school, I even regarded you as a male god..."
Zhuo Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, bent over and sat down beside her.
"Is there something wrong with you and Luo Jun?"
Chu Xiaochen was so strange today, Zhuo Ran had long noticed her abnormality.
Chu Xiaochen shook his head hurriedly, "Luo Jun and I...we didn't..."
"Then..." Zhuoran interrupted her, "Xiaochen, why are you here?"
