Ruo Lanxi walked over, opened the curtain and took a look at the sleeping lady, and found that her brows were furrowed together, as if she was not sleeping peacefully. Ruo Lanxi was heartbroken. In the past few days, he had deliberately restrained himself from going back to the room.

Because he wanted to calm down each other so that she could give up those thoughts, but unexpectedly he tortured her and himself.

"Madam, I'm sorry." Ruo Lanxi signaled Xiao Qingcai to go out, took off her shoes, got into the quilt, and put her in her arms.

Fan Huasi was held by him, and she felt as if the dirt in her stomach was being squeezed. She couldn't hold it anymore and was about to vomit it out.

A strange smell hit her nostrils, causing Ruolanxi to open her eyes and sit up quickly.

"Madam, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Damn it, he should have noticed it a long time ago. He was so careless.

"Go, go away!" Fan Huasi pushed him to the side, covered his mouth and said vaguely, and quickly got up from the bed.

"Spit here!" Ruo Lanxi took out the spittoon from under the bed long before she made any move.

Next, the peculiar smell continued to float in the air, getting heavier and heavier. Ruo Lanxi kept thinking in her mind, what did the lady eat in the past few days, and why did her stomach feel uncomfortable?

But after much deliberation, he found nothing unusual. He would eat whatever his wife ate.

After Fan Huaci finished vomiting, she took the wet towel he handed her and wiped her mouth. Half of her life was gone, and she leaned on the bed exhausted.

Ruo Lanxi looked at the filth on the spittoon. There was nothing in the shop except some porridge.

What's wrong with my wife? Should I call a doctor to see if she has a bad stomach, or...

Ruo Lanxi's eyes lit up when she thought of this. Could it be that the lady is pregnant? Is it true? Listening to Xiao Qingcai's reports these days, the lady does nothing but eat and sleep. To use a common saying, she is like a pig.

"Ruo Lanxi, why are you looking at me like that?" Fan Huasi felt that his eyes were strange and made her extremely uncomfortable.

"No, are you feeling better now?" Ruo Lanxi covered up her joy and put on a caring and gentle expression again.

"Much better. Please tidy up this place. I want to sleep for a while. Also, help me change the quilt." Looking at the quilt that was stained by her spit, Fan Huasi could only ask Ruolanxi to get another bed from the cabinet.

come out.

Ruolanxi was extremely happy with her wife's instructions.

He first opened the window in the room halfway to let the room breathe, and then went to get a quilt to cover his wife. Then he started to clean up the filth in the room, thinking about whether he should order the kitchen to cook something.
Chapter completed!