The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Qiao Chengxun said nothing more and turned to look at Wenti, whose back was leaning against the cold wall.

The girl's face was tired, her black eyes were like stagnant water, and her eyelids were fighting.

She was still wearing the dress just now, her white long arms hung naturally, and her little face hung low.

That looks like a woman with a hangover and a sick girl.

damn!

Qiao Chengxun felt inexplicably bored. He quickly walked over, took off his suit and wrapped it around her.

"Put your clothes on."

"Er..." Wendy was so sleepy that she didn't open her eyelids. Her hands wanted to grasp the suit coat, but the coat slipped off her shoulder.

After waking up for a few minutes, he squatted down and picked up his suit and coat.

Get your coat, stand up slowly and want to put it on.

The man suddenly knocked her on the wall, covered her ear and sent out a husky bass because of restraint, "go over there and sit and wait. Don't stand foolishly."

The warning sound like thunder bombed the girl's heart and swept away her last sleepiness.

Wendy pushed him away conditionally and looked up at the man's perfect handsome face with her small head. "Can I take a taxi back by myself?"

"Wait over there." Qiao Chengxun's tone was already a little unhappy.

Wendy smoked from the corners of her mouth, silently scolded "Psycho" in her heart, turned and went to the waiting area to sit down.

Qiao Chengxun straightened up, took out his mobile phone and called, "come to the people's hospital to pick up Ti er."

With only one word, he hung up the phone, then went to Wendy's side and sat down.

On the other hand, Wan Meizhen looked at the harmonious picture of the couple seemingly arguing, but secretly showing their love. She was already jealous.

Damn bitch!

bitch!

How to die!

After sitting down, Wendy stared at the ground in a daze. Up to now, she hasn't got a drop of water after dinner. She's not only hungry, but also thirsty and smoking.

No, she's going to find some water to drink.

With this in mind, Wendy wanted to stand up.

Qiao Chengxun said in a deep voice, "where are you going?"

"I'm thirsty. Look for water."

"I'll find it for you and sit here and wait."

After that, Qiao Chengxun left decisively to find water for her.

Wendy looked at the man's tall and mighty with a strange face. She had an unspeakable feeling in her heart. Is king Qiao Yama acting?

At this time, there came an old couple in the corridor, who were Fengwu's parents.

Feng's mother said with a worried face, "Meizhen, how's our Feng dance?"

Wan Meizhen welcomed the past, "aunt Feng, Feng dance is still rescuing. Now I don't know what to do."

Feng's mother was worried and cried, "how can good Feng dance suddenly get sick? The doctors said she was in good health recently. Did something happen? "

"Er..." Wan Meizhen paused. Suddenly, she thought of an extremely perfect plan!

Wendy, you're dead this time!

"Aunt Feng, I don't know. Just now at the party, Feng dance has been fine. Later, after drinking a glass of orange juice, she began to feel uncomfortable. She fell ill not long after she left."

"What juice is it?!"

After hearing these words, Feng's mother smelled a strong conspiracy theory. Does anyone want to harm her baby daughter??

Wan Meizhen pretended to be uncertain and said, "it's... It's... Brother Chengxun's wife poured something into Fengwu's juice..."