Chu Ci's thin white teeth bit his lower lip, "Are you okay at night?"

"Nope. Fu Heng replied very simply.

He didn't seem to want to say more here, and frowned, "Go back to the car first." ”

The driver had been waiting for them downstairs for a long time.

It's a bit strange to see your own big boss come out of such a hot pot restaurant!

Moreover, when they opened the door and got into the car, there was a faint smell of hot pot on their bodies.

Uncle Liu stretched out his hand and gently pressed the perfume quietly.

A fresh aroma spreads, diluting the smell of hot pot.

Chu Ci sat in the car, wringing her fingers a little uneasily, she went through what she wanted to say in her mind, and then slowly spit it out from the tip of her tongue.

"You weren't at home before, and I felt scared to live alone, so I moved out and lived with Lu Xiang, and my clothes, cosmetics and everything were there with her. ”

She tried to be as gentle and friendly as possible.

"Hmm. Fu Heng replied and raised his eyebrows, "I'm back now." ”

The implication is that you have to go back too.

Chu Ci was silent for a while, then turned his face to look at his Yingting and bright side face, "When I give it to me for a few more days, I'll go to Lu Xiang's house to pack up my clothes or something." ”

"Someone will have your stuff ready for you. ”

Fu Heng's voice is not high, but the sense of oppression is invisible and strong.

Chu Ci was very unwilling, in fact, she didn't want to live with Fu Heng at all.

The house was very large, and he would travel again from time to time, and he would be called away by the warmth temporarily, and she was lonely in an empty house alone.

After a long time, there will definitely be depression.

So, she clenched her fists and spoke again, "Five days, ah no, three days, just three days, can't you?"

"Chu porcelain. Fu Heng turned his face to look at her, there was no temperature in his eyes, "I don't like to bargain with people, understand?"

Chu Ci was discouraged, who said just now that this man is easy to get along with.

Stand up, she has to kill her.

The car drove all the way home, and the two didn't say anything all the way.

Fu Heng, if you don't take the initiative to talk to him, he will basically not take the initiative to find you.

Of course, if you take the initiative to talk to him, he may not necessarily ignore you.

Anyway, it's very cold.

Fu Heng finally smelled the hot pot smell on his body at the entrance, although it was covered by the faint smell of perfume on his body, but it could still be smelled.

He frowned and walked upstairs without saying a word.

He needed to take a good shower and throw his clothes away.

Chu Ci sat on the sofa and sighed, frowning and pretending to be deep for about twenty minutes, then stood up and wanted to pour himself a glass of water.

But as soon as I stood up, I felt a pain in my stomach.

She gasped in pain and sat down on the couch again.

Chu Ci bent over and clutched his stomach tightly, but the pain was like a hand stirring inside, and he couldn't live at all.

A thin layer of sweat broke out of her forehead, and she lay on the couch, huddled in a ball.

In the end, the pain was so unbearable that she gritted her teeth and got up and walked upstairs.

She didn't know if Fu Heng had taken a shower now.

But when she walked upstairs with difficulty, she found that the light was on in the study at the end of the corridor.

Chu Ci bent his waist, moved over step by step, and then unscrewed the door of the study with a "click".

Fu Heng was on the phone, and turned around unhappily when he heard this voice.

saw Chu Ci propping one hand on the door and covering his stomach with the other.

Her face was distorted, and her voice was weak, "Can you take me to the hospital?"