Night Thunder Jue seems to be in a hurry, and has been answering the phone since Fang Cai, and it has been almost an hour.

"Shao Nainai, if you're hungry, let's eat a little first." After another ten minutes, Zhong Xiaomin saw that Ye Tingjue had not come out yet, so he reminded Xia Tong.

"It's okay, wait." Xia Tong glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window, at this time the man was already standing with his back to her, even if it was twenty or thirty meters away, she could feel the fierce aura emanating from his body.

She couldn't sit still, so she got up, walked slowly back to the bedroom, and gently opened the door to the floor-to-ceiling window and walked in.

"Three days for you." At this time, the man dropped a sentence and just hung up the phone, his voice was cold.

"What's wrong?" Xia Tong stood at the door of the floor-to-ceiling window, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Hearing her voice, the man turned around, his originally cold face had softened a little.

"It's okay, let's go to dinner." He stepped forward and put his arm around her and walked out.

Xia Tong didn't ask any more questions, tugged on his arm, and said as he walked and said that the lychee sago dew made by Aunt Yun was particularly delicious.

Night Thunderlord smiled, looked at her cute and contented appearance, and reached out to pinch her pretty nose.

"Don't pinch it anymore, my nose is not straight, and it will collapse more and more!" Xia Tong covered his nose and deliberately kept a straight face, but his voice was a little coquettish.

The man smiled, in a good mood: "I don't dislike you." ”

In a word, all four maids were amused, and they all bowed their heads and smiled.

Xia Tong's cheeks were hot, and he whispered to the man: "Night Thunder Jue, I really miss the appearance of your iceberg thousands of years ago!" ”

Now he will flirt with her in public, although it is very warm, but you must also pay attention to the occasion, after all, she is thin-skinned and will feel embarrassed in front of a group of servants.

Hearing this, Night Thunder Jue pinched her pretty nose again, and when she looked up, her thin lips had already pressed against her lips and kissed her.

"Hmm......" Xia Tong covered her mouth in reverse, her face was hot, she hurriedly walked to the dining table, saw the man coming over and sitting beside her, stretched out her hand and pointed to the opposite side, "You sit over there!" ”

You really have to stay away from him when you eat, otherwise she will always sneak up on her, and she won't want to eat with peace of mind!

Ye Tingjue didn't force it this time, he really sat opposite, the two of them were seven or eight meters apart, and this dinner was quiet.

There were many fresh lychees on the table, Xia Tong enjoyed it completely, and after eating, he held his round stomach and looked satisfied.

It's just that when she went to bed at night, she felt sick to her stomach as soon as she lay down, and she sat up and held her stomach with her hands, enduring the faint cramping pain in her abdomen.

"What's wrong?" Night Thunder Jue just came out of the bathroom bath, and when he saw her head down, her handsome face sank, and he rushed forward in a few steps.

He crouched down and lifted her chin, looking at her pale face, which became more somber.

"What's wrong? What's uncomfortable? The brows were tightly locked, and at this moment, the man's heart was clenched together, and the palm of his hand unconsciously increased his strength.

"No, it's okay...... Xia Tong shook his head, took a deep breath, and the pain in his abdomen eased a little, "Maybe I ate too much dinner and felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach." ”

"You lie down," Nightshade helped her to sleep, then took out her phone and prepared to call, "You wait, I'll call the doctor!" ”

"No, you don't." Xia Tong already felt a lot better, she sat up again, and shook her head at him with a smile, "I'm fine, really, just take a rest." ”