Chapter 283: Still Have a Face to Eat?
Li Qiyu reached out and pushed him, and a slap hit him in the face.
Bo Yeyuantian shamelessly kissed him again, was pushed away, slapped, and kissed......
Kicked him hard and kissed him......
Li Qiyu turned over and rode on top of him, pressed his shoulder, and looked at him fiercely: "Bo Yeyuan, I won't spare you, I have a grudge!" ”
Bo Yeyuan's sweaty hand grabbed her wrist and kissed her palm.
It is said that the sea in the world is the deepest, clean and transparent...... That's when they hadn't seen his eyes......
The dark pupils of the thin night abyss are like beams of light passing through the deep sea, deep and bottomless whirlpools, and they are clean and transparent.
Li Qiyu couldn't pull her hand away, kissed by his hot lips, tightly locked by his eyes, her heart was disintegrating little by little.
Bo Yeyuan gasped low and said, "I've never loved anyone...... I don't know what to do to keep you with me......"
Li Qiyu's long eyelashes drooped, feeling that his body was so hot.
"Li Qiyu - you are by my side, no matter how you torture me, you don't feel pain......"
With a slight strain in his arms, she threw herself into his arms, clinging to his chest.
His voice seemed to burst out from the deepest part of his chest, "But you don't do anything, just leave me, it's the most cruel torture to me......"
His lips were purple from the cramping pain in his stomach, and there was not a single part of his body that was not dripping with sweat......
……
Bo Yeyuan was so painful that he fainted, and his body was still twitching with his eyes closed.
She didn't expect it to be so painful, did she try the taste of having an abortion once?
Li Qiyu asked the doctor to give him a painkiller injection, and watched him curl up with a big head, Yingting's eyebrows were tightly lame, like a giant baby.
In the evening, Bo Yeyuan slowly woke up, turned his face to see Li Qiyu sitting on a chair drawing, and his flustered eyes immediately settled down.
Li Qiyu is in a very chaotic mood, and painting can make his heart calm......
Suddenly, a shadow flickered in front of her, and she looked up to see Bo Yeyuan pressing his stomach and walking over in a sway.
The couch was dented by his massive weight, and he leaned over to hold her.
Li Qiyu coldly took the paint pen: "Get out." ”
"My stomach hurts."
"It's best to die of pain, I'm not distressed."
“……”
Li Qiyu couldn't push this scoundrel away, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Lake to bring food. She had already boiled glutinous milk porridge and waited for him to wake up and eat it.
Doctors said his stomach hurt badly and he had been able to eat some liquid food for the last few days. Deserve!
Lake personally came up with the food, Bo Yeyuan glanced at it lightly, and hugged Li Qiyu and refused to eat.
"Young master, you've vomited clean, if you don't eat to nourish your stomach, you'll hurt even more."
"No appetite!" Li Qiyu didn't forgive him, he was in no mood to eat. He short-circuited his brain, and he wanted to give her an abortion pill and eat with his face?
"This is made by the young grandmother herself."
Bo Yeyuan's lifeless face lifted from Li Qiyu's small shoulder, and he stared at the milk porridge.
"If you don't eat it, then throw it out." Li Qiyu reached out to take it.
Bo Yeyuan jumped with his long hand and took it first.
"Why is it so good to me?" He held the porridge and stared at Li Qiyu.
Li Qiyu smiled: "I'm not good to you, you ask me why I always torture you; I'm good to you, and you have an opinion. Are you under-abused or under-pampered? ”
"They owe ......"
"I heard that you gave Bo Er less croton and let him pull it all night. I also have croton flour in this porridge, do you eat it? ”