"Hmm." Su Xiaoli answered obediently, blinked, and then lay on the bed without moving.

Su Mu tucked the quilt for her, then returned to her desk and continued to do her homework.

It's just that he had just written his homework for a while, and Su Xiaoli's weak voice came from behind him: "Brother...... My stomach still hurts a little ......."

"Huh?" Su Mu turned his head and glanced at Su Xiaoli who was lying on the bed.

The dim lamp on the bedside table shone on her face, casting a pale yellow halo on her pale little face, her delicate little eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and a pair of big black and white eyes looked at him with a flutter, only half of her little face was exposed outside the quilt.

Su Mu thought about it, simply dropped the pen in his hand, stood up, walked to his big bed and sat down.

He propped one hand on the bed, leaned over to look at Su Xiaoli who was shrunk in the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "Does Xiaoli's stomach hurt?" ”

"Also...... It doesn't hurt much...... It's the same place that my brother just pressed at the beginning...... Well...... My stomach is a little uncomfortable......" Su Xiaoli replied in a weak voice.

"Brother, let's rub your stomach for you." Su Mu thought about it, as if when he had a stomachache when he was a child, his mother just rubbed it for him, and it didn't hurt after a while.

"Okay." Su Xiaoli nodded.

Su Mu stretched out his hand, put it in the quilt first, and after warming the palm of his hand, he put his hand on Su Xiaoli's stomach, and then slowly helped her rub it up one by one.

Su Xiaoli closed his eyes, his eyebrows were still tightly wrinkled, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"Don't eat so much ice cream next time, and that iced tea is also cold, and the pudding is also cold." Su Mu rubbed her stomach while muttering to her: "The weather is getting colder and colder soon, you keep eating so much cold, your stomach will be bad in the future." ”

"Okay......" Su Xiaoli closed his eyes and nodded obediently.

Su Mu helped her rub her stomach for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "How is it, do you feel better??" ”

Su Xiaoli, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes after hearing his words, his dark eyes stared straight at him, and his ruddy little mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say a word.

"What's wrong??" Su Mu looked at her with puzzled eyes and asked, "Are you still uncomfortable?" If you don't feel well, I'll rub your stomach for a while. ”

"It's not...... I...... I ......" Su Xiaoli's lips trembled slightly, then he suddenly turned over and got up, lifted the quilt, covered his mouth with one hand, and ran quickly towards the bathroom...... I want to throw up ......"

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Ha??

Su Mu sat on the edge of the bed with a confused expression, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth when he saw Su Xiaoli's figure disappear behind the bathroom door.

What the heck??

Didn't he just help her rub her belly, why did she vomit?

But although he complained in his heart, he still stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Su Xiaoli squatted in front of the toilet and vomited dimly.

Su Mu looked at her bare little feet, frowned, turned back to the bed, took her slippers and handed them to her, "Put them on, don't be barefoot." ”