115. It is not easy to stand up *Error

Every time Mu Zijin picked up the snail and took a sip, there would always be the sound of a girl gasping for air, Mingke just quietly watched him bury his head and eat hard, without any teasing in his eyes, but she knew that she This moment is really deliberately embarrassing him.

This is the first time she has come to this food stall. The chef's craftsmanship is really incredible. The macaroni and ribs are too salty, and the snails are too spicy. Only the preserved egg and lean meat porridge can barely be eaten.

She was just waiting, waiting to see when this delicate young master of the Mu family couldn't take it anymore. She threw her chopsticks and lost her temper, and then left angrily, and she will never come to trouble her again.

But she didn't expect that this arrogant and expensive son of a rich family was actually willing to aggrieve herself like this in order to please her.

Seeing his lips getting redder and more fine sweat on his forehead, the corners of her eyes suddenly became sour, and her heart was sour, with all kinds of tastes.

Why are you so embarrassed about yourself? Atonement? Or did he really want to pursue her as he said? Can she believe it? Do these rich people really have conscience?

She didn't believe it, she didn't want to believe it at all...

Mu Zijin took out a few more tissues, wiped his mouth and hands, and found that there was not half a drop of tea in the teapot. He swallowed the bowl of porridge given to him.

When he put down the empty bowl and Xiang Wenming might not be able to leave, the plate of fermented bean curd and macaroni had already been pushed in front of him...

...

Mu Zijin didn't know how many times he came out of the bathroom in the mall and moved He returned to the car at a slow pace, and after sitting down, the whole person seemed to be sluggish, and his face was even uglier than his name.

"Take the medicine first." While he was going to the bathroom just now, she bought the medicine from the pharmacy in the shopping mall and asked for a glass of warm water at the same time, but she also got bad news that the shopping mall was about to close.

In other words, if Mu Zijin wanted to go to the bathroom, he would have to change places.

She didn't expect that a prank of hers would actually turn him into this. He said that he had never suffered hardships, which was true. He was arrogant and expensive, and he became like this when he ate something spicy and salty.

After feeding him down the medicine and drinking another half glass of warm water, she said softly, "The manager of the mall said...it's going to be closed, do you want to park in another place?" The

meaning is obvious, he still wants to go to the bathroom later, people Not to go.

Mu Zijin frowned. He wanted to comfort him by saying that he was all right, but before he could say anything, his stomach started to churn again.

With a big palm on his stomach, he finally couldn't help but glance at the driver in front, and commanded in a hoarse voice: "Go to my apartment." tqR1

"I..." The words "I don't go" were seen in his silent and pale voice. After the expression on his face, he was swallowed back.

She didn't want to go, really didn't want to go to his place.

Mu Zijin pursed his lips and glanced at her. The big palm that fell on his stomach tightened a little bit. His voice seemed to be bursting out of his teeth

. He drove the car out of the shopping mall parking garage and onto the street. Hearing his instructions, he turned the car, which was going to turn to the left lane, directly back to the right lane.

Ming Ke felt a little uneasy and a little guilty, but he still didn't have the courage to say a word to them and send him back to his apartment first.

Because she didn't know, when he got to his apartment, whether he would let her go up with him directly next.

It wasn't her villain's heart, but she was really frightened by Bei Mingye. She always had an inexplicable rejection in her heart for such rich people.

The car turned right at the intersection,...

Turning right, Mu Zijin hummed in a low voice, "Find a... bathroom."

This was clearly said through gritted teeth.

The driver and Mingke were both startled. Mingke hurriedly looked out the window. There were a few shopping malls, but it was almost twelve o'clock. Except for convenience stores, most shopping malls were closed at this time.

Looking a little further, her eyebrows brightened, and her voice became clear: "There is a hospital over there, why don't you go to the hospital to find a doctor."

What's more, there is no shortage of toilets in the hospital.

The driver did not speak, waiting for Mu Zijin's instructions.

Mu Zijin raised his head and glanced at the hospital outside the window. His forehead and face were clearly covered in fine sweat, and a little anticipation flashed in his eyes, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go to the hospital."

Ming Ke was thinking a bit . It's not clear, there was a certain gleam of hope in his eyes just now, but why is he unwilling to go? It's just a hospital, not an abyss of hell.

"Look for the bathroom." He whispered again.

Mingke and the driver were shocked at the same time, and Mingke immediately said to the driver in front, "I'm here to find you, concentrate on driving." Then he continued to look out the window.

Not bad luck, less than a minute later, they stopped in front of a hotel.

This time, Mu Zijin was reluctant to leave, so he asked the driver to open a room for him, and then moved to the bathroom in the lobby. , do not want to move.

However, the driver's phone rang frequently, and it sounded like there was something urgent at home, and kept urging him to go back.

Mu Zijin glanced at him and asked feebly, "What's the matter?" The

driver hesitated for a while, and then said in a muffled voice, "My son has a high fever, and my wife asked me to hurry back and take him to the hospital."

"Then don't hurry back, let's go..." Before he could finish speaking, his stomach became turbulent again, and he bent down with a pained expression on his face.

The driver was anxious and helpless, how could the second young master leave now? However, son...

If it wasn't for Mu Zijin's face that was completely white, Mingke would definitely suspect that these two guys were colluding, how could it be such a coincidence?

However, the driver was really anxious, and he was sweating profusely, and Mu Zijin was really uncomfortable, his face was pale, and he looked so weak that he would fall down at any time.

It's just a meal, she... is really helpless.

"Have you already opened a room?" She looked at the driver, and after a sigh of relief, she said, "Give me the room card, and I'll take him up later, you can go back to take care of your son."

"This... The driver looked at her and then at Mu Zijin, and when he saw Mu Zijin nod, he handed over the room card to Mingke in relief. After saying goodbye to Mu Zijin, he hurriedly left the hotel lobby.

Ming Ke looked out and saw that he left the hotel in a flying car and left quickly.

It wasn't until she couldn't see the shadow of the car that she looked down at Mu Zijin, and was about to say something, but he suddenly stood up, clearly lacking strength, and strode to the bathroom.

Ming Ke chased after him, gave him a hand, and let him go until he was outside the bathroom door.

Without her support, Mu Zijin almost fell down as if he lost his support all of a sudden.

Fortunately, he put one hand on the door and barely helped himself into the bathroom.

Back and forth, I have pulled it ten times, and it is not easy to stand up now.