Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Chapter 9
Qiao Yin looked at Lan Yuyi, who was at a loss like a little girl who had done something wrong. She was ashamed and lost her ability to organize words for a while.

She even somewhat understood why Lu Lingche had been secretly fond of his elder brother's woman, and why Lan Yuyi had become his untouchable white moonlight.

She looks pitiful to me, probably no man can resist.

Qiao Yin's heart hurt like a knife, and she didn't realize that she had really failed miserably until Lan Yuyi stood in front of her.

Because, she had unintentionally imitated Lan Yuyi's softness and cuteness.

In order to get Lu Lingche's love, she humbly gave up her personality and dreams, and quietly changed to follow his Bai Yueguang's appearance.

She is so silly.

Can Bai Yueguang imitate it?
She should be herself!
The overwhelming feeling in her stomach surged up again, and Qiao Yin couldn't help pressing.

Lan Yuyi asked her with concern: "Miss Qiao, are you unwell? You look so pale, I'll help you sit down, come here."

She was pregnant, Qiao Yin didn't let her help her, and sat on the sofa by herself: "I'm fine, Miss Lan, you've already apologized, you can leave."

Lan Yu said delicately and weakly: "But, you didn't say forgive me, I can't go. Besides, you seem to be sick, Ling Che is really, too careless, didn't he notice that you were sick? I Take care of you for him, okay? Please don't be angry with him."

How dare Qiao Yin let a delicate pregnant woman take care of herself: "No, I'm really fine, just rest for a while, Lu Lingche should have gone to the company, you can go find him."

Lan Yuyi still refused to leave, she bit her lip and said, "This is the first time I've come to your house, won't you invite me to sit down and have a cup of tea? Are you still blaming me?"

Qiao Yin stood up: "The tea is in the cupboard, what do you want to drink, drink it yourself, I'll go first."

But Lan Yuyi stubbornly stopped her from letting her go: "Miss Qiao, if you refuse to invite me to drink tea, it means that you will not forgive me. If you don't forgive me, I will not let you go today. I will take good care of you. You, make a good atonement."

Qiao Yin was exhausted and didn't want to pester her endlessly: "You won't stop me after drinking tea?"

"If you invite me to drink tea, I will definitely not stop you again."

Qiao Yin turned and went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea.

After the tea was brewed and brought to Lan Yuyi, she took a sip and then spit it out again. She apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, I didn't mean to vomit, this tea is so hot, I me……"

"The freshly brewed tea is naturally very hot, it's not your fault..."

In the middle of Qiao Yin's speech, her face suddenly changed. The vomiting feeling that had been suppressed all morning finally broke out, and she vomited out in a "wow".

Immediately, Lan Yuyi's cry sounded in the living room: "Ah! Ah!"

Qiao Yin took a closer look and saw that Lan Yuyi's originally brand-new and beautiful skirt was already covered with her vomit.

There was a bad smell coming from her.

Qiao Yin herself felt terrible, and she couldn't help retching twice.

Lan Yuyi backed away in fright.

Qiao Yin hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss Lan, I do feel a little uncomfortable today, I didn't mean it, let me wipe it off for you."

Lan Yuyi burst into tears. She ignored Qiao Yin and ran away with a pale face.

Qiao Yin sighed, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, then came out to clean the living room, and then dragged the suitcase and walked out.

She drove back to her house.

This house was left to her by her mother. Although it was an old house, it was decorated warmly and beautifully by her, and it was the best harbor for her healing.

Of course, she hasn't lived in it for three months, so she needs to clean it up.

Not long after he was busy, the phone rang.

She pressed the answer button, and Lu Lingche's angry voice came from the phone: "Qiao Yin, why do you want to be mean?"

Qiao Yin was a little confused: "What?"

"Semantic miscarriage!"

(End of this chapter)