229. I have a twin brother
"Ah, my head hurts."
Wang Chuchu hugged his head, frowned, and shouted in pain.
Mo Qi panicked, sat up from the bed, wanted to touch her with both hands, but didn't dare, "What's wrong?" Didn't it just go? ”
"It hurts......"
"It's like there's a hammer in my head."
Mo Qi died in a hurry, but he didn't know what to do.
"Who's that guy?"
"It hurts."
"Chu! Listen to me. Mo Qi said calmly, "Don't think about anything, you follow me now and slowly calm down." ”
"Don't think about anything, come, you take a deep breath with me."
Wang Chuchu looked at him painfully and did as he said.
Exhale and breathe, inhale slowly, and exhale slowly.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, slower, slower."
A minute later.
Mo Qi asked her distressedly, "Is it better?" ”
Wang Chuchu nodded.
"Qi, is my car accident very serious?"
"Sometimes, my mind goes blank, and sometimes, a whole bunch of things suddenly come out, and I feel like I'm so confused."
Mo Qi took her hand and said carefully, "Good, it's okay, it's okay." ”
She took the initiative to plunge into his arms, burying her face deep in his chest, and the familiar feeling made her feel a lot more relaxed.
"Qi, it seems that only by being with you will I feel very relieved."
Mo Qi gently patted her on the back.
There was a cramping pain in my heart.
I can't wait to cut Cui Junzhen with a thousand knives.
If Cui Junzhen hadn't taken her out, she wouldn't have fallen into Tan Xiaojun's layout.
Otherwise, Wang Hongchen called him, told him the ins and outs of the matter, and repeatedly emphasized that he was not allowed to interfere in this matter.
Otherwise, whether it is Tan Xiaojun or Cui Junzhen, he will definitely make them pay ten times the price.
But now, apart from watching Xiao Chubao suffer, except for telling her that it was okay, he couldn't do anything.
"Qi, what's wrong with you?"
Wang Chuchu saw that his eyes were filled with tears.
Mo Qi didn't look over, "It's okay." ”
Like a little boy, he wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.
"Let's go, let's get up first, what do you want to eat? I'll do it for you. Mo Qi asked her with a smile.
"I want to eat Pikachu cake!"
After thinking about it, it seemed that the cake would take a long time to make and it would be troublesome, so she shook her head again, "Forget it, I want to eat tomato and egg noodles." ”
He touched her head and doted on her, "Make tomato and egg noodles first, and then make small cakes." ”
"Good!" Her eyes smiled, narrowing into a line.
Yu Xiaoche held the head of the chicken nest, closed his eyes like a puppy, and sniffed the kitchen following the fragrance.
At a glance, except for Mo Miao's absence, Han Suya and Wang Chuchu were already sitting in front of the dinner table.
It's like sitting in a row in a kindergarten, waiting for a meal.
Yu Xiaoche hurriedly ran to take out his own dishes and chopsticks, and finished sitting upright.
"Alright." Mo Qi divided the noodles according to the number of people.
If he didn't eat it, he sat in front of Wang Chuchu, handed her water for a while, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue for her.
Han Suya was abused by this bowl of dog food.
Suddenly, I felt that the egg noodles were not fragrant.
"Chu, I'm going to tell you something, I have a twin brother."
Yu Xiaoche's chopsticks fell to the ground.
Han Suya directly under the table kicked Mo Qi hard.
Yu Xiaoche held his forehead with his hand, turned sideways, and winked at him.
Cry in my heart: Big brother! Chu Chu's current psychological state is not suitable for accepting another Mo Qi!
Han Suya's eyes showed a fierce light, carefully looked at his facial features, and secretly guessed that he, could it be Mo Miao?!
"I'm full!"
Wang Chuchu put down the empty bowl and licked the edge of the bowl unsatisfied, "It's delicious!" It's so delicious! ”
"Qi, what did you just tell me?"
"I ......"
Han Suya kicked him hard under the table.
Yu Xiaoche also stood up, "Mo Shao, I have a math question I want to ask you." ”
"Who's that!" Wang Chuchu pointed at Yu Xiaoche and shouted.
His heart fell to the bottom of the iceberg.
Forget about me, don't you even want to remember your name?