Chapter 767

When she thought of Benson, her eyes were lonely again. She looked down like a child who had done something wrong. "But it's rich enough. I won't cook any more." Although I don't know the craftsmanship of Qi mochuan, there are always one or two kinds of food for so many kinds. Besides, no matter how delicious the food is, she can't eat it at this moment. She has a lot on her mind. As a result, Su Xiaohe put down his chopsticks after eating only a little. She really can't eat it. Especially when I see fried dough sticks, I don't know why. I feel that fried dough sticks are greasy, not to mention eating, but disgusting when I look at them. I must have been exhausted last night to have such a reaction. But thinking of last night, Su Xiaohe lost his mind again. Last night, with Qi mochuan or with Benson? Not sure about the answer, she felt like she was going to drive herself crazy. She tried to ask Qi mochuan, but he didn't answer. Normally speaking, if you don't answer, you will be regarded as acquiescent and admitting. Otherwise, if she was found by Qi mochuan while she was with Benson, she felt that Qi mochuan did not look so calm. She must have wanted to pinch her and tear Benson. After all, no man in the world would like to wear a green hat. What's more, Qi mochuan, a man of such noble status, won't be allowed any more. Thinking of this, Su Xiaohe felt a little better. But it's not complete. There was only one reason. She just guessed. She really didn't remember what happened last night“ No more? " Qi mochuan watched Su Xiaohe put down the chopsticks and could not help frowning slightly. He cooked so much breakfast just to have breakfast with Su Xiaohe and his son's family on the first day of Christmas, but he and Li Tianhao were happy to eat here, but Su Xiaohe didn't eat at all. It suck up his face to make him look gloomy. I'm full. " Su Xiaohe said, has stood up, "I go to the bathroom." I feel sick more and more. If I don't go there, she will have adverse reactions. Sure enough, Su Xiaohe rushed into the bathroom and soon vomited out his bile. After a few minutes of tossing, it was a little better. But also a face of sweat. She thought that this might be the aftereffect of last night's torture. After all, the deep and shallow traces on her body were so obvious that it was planted by men. But at this moment, she still wants to make sure who the man was last night. She doesn't want to guess, which is more torture. After hesitating for a moment, Su Xiaohe takes out her mobile phone and wants to dial Benson, but she thinks that if the man she was with last night was Benson instead of Qi mochuan, she would be known by Benson again if she dialed like this. That's what she didn't want. In the end, Su Xiaohe gave up making calls and instead sent text messages. In this way, we can know the result by asking one question at a time, at least we don't have to be embarrassed to hear each other's voice on the phone“ Bansen, Merry Christmas, I want to ask you a question, last night... "But after inputting these words, Su Xiaohe still has no courage to type out the remaining words. forget it. Don't ask. But this thought just started, and the feeling of uncertainty and embarrassment in her heart grew more and more madly. She felt that she was about to be plagued by that problem. I don't know. She really thinks she might be crazy. forget it. I'd better ask. In this way, whether she is dead or alive is over, and she doesn't have to suffer from that problem all the time“ Banson, Merry Christmas. I want to ask you a question. Were you and I in the hotel last night? " This is Su Xiaohe can think of the most euphemistic way to ask out. Other words, forgive her really can't say. Fortunately, it's Benson. It's he