He Jingshen no longer knew what was happening to him now. Did he want to strangle her to death? Want to throw her out of the plane? Or what?

He really doesn't know.

No woman has ever left him so helpless.

You, Ye Wushuang, are the first.

"Have you changed it?" After moving his lips several times, Ye Wushuang finally said a word, but this sentence made He Jingshen want to vomit blood than if he had not said it.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, those emotions were finally suppressed, but his voice was still a little stiff: "Don't you see everything with your eyes? Why are you asking me?"

Ye Wushuang was choked by his words and suddenly became speechless. She looked at him weakly and then lowered her head.

He Jingshen gritted his teeth and stared at her for a few seconds. Finally, he snorted coldly, turned his head and closed his eyes to fall asleep, without looking at her or speaking again.

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The flight of more than ten hours was long and boring. Ye Wushuang slept in and out of sleep, and because of airsickness, he actually felt very uncomfortable.

However, the man next to her was noble and cool. He had never looked at her again since she changed her clothes, let alone cared about her.

During the meal time, the stewardess pushed the cart and handed out food and drinks one by one. Ye Wushuang smiled with a pale face and waved her hand: "No, I don't want it."

He Jingshen stopped taking the food, but did not react in any other way. He just waited for the flight attendant to walk over, then opened the lid and picked up the chopsticks to eat.

The people around her closed their eyes after talking to the stewardess. At this moment, the food was fragrant, but she was indifferent.

He Jingshen finally couldn't help it anymore, turned his head suddenly and looked at her fiercely, but was shocked to find that she was frowning and seemed to be uncomfortable.

Ye Wushuang closed her eyes and didn't know the change in his expression, but the discomfort was real, and she scolded herself countless times in her mind. She should have asked the flight attendant for a cup of hot water just now, but why did she forget it because of her nervousness.

The man poked the rice a few times with his chopsticks, then finally dropped the chopsticks and reached out to touch Ye Wushuang's forehead and face. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever.

Ye Wushuang opened his eyes in shock, filled with panic and fear.

Although He Jingshen was still angry, but now that she was sick, he told himself: You are a man, don't argue with a sick woman!

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The concerned tone was a little stiff.

Ye Wushuang felt uncomfortable and frightened, and nodded blankly.

"What's wrong with you? Have a headache?"

She nodded again, stayed for a few seconds, and then said timidly: "My stomach doesn't feel good either."

He Jingshen's eyes suddenly shone brightly, "Do you feel like vomiting?"

Ye Wushuang touched her belly and bit her lip again. Seeing his expression of being angry and afraid that she would spit on him again, she wanted to laugh, but she didn't dare. She had to lower her head and said in a low voice: "I don't want to."

Vomiting is just uncomfortable."

The eldest young master of the He family maintained his usual spirit of not taking care of others. He raised his hand and called the stewardess and said firmly: "She has an upset stomach. Is there any medicine?"

The flight attendant glanced at Ye Wushuang and asked politely: "Madam, may I ask why your stomach feels uncomfortable? I'll see if you need any medicine."

This was on a plane, not in a hospital. Ye Wushuang suddenly felt that the stewardess was in trouble.

With an apologetic smile, she whispered: "No more medicine, just pour me a cup of hot water."

"Okay, please wait a moment."
Chapter completed!