With a sigh, she picked up the clothes in front of her and put them on one by one.
It seems that the size of the dress is one size larger than her, and there are lovely cartoon patterns on it.
I didn't expect that Vivian looked like a lady and would like such a cartoon.
What's more, they are similar in height and stature, so they should wear one size clothes. How come they are one size bigger?
Is it because it's looser and more comfortable in larger sizes?
However, Huo Xiwen's stomach is uncomfortable now. She doesn't have so much energy to analyze her clothes.
Dressed, she walked out of the bedroom with difficulty.
Just out of the door, I saw the tall figure of Chen hangzhuo standing with his back to the door.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, he turned his head and saw Huo Xiwen standing in front of him with a pale face leaning against the door. His eyes glanced at her broad household clothes. He gently pursed down the corner of his mouth, stepped forward and looked at her: "can you walk?"
Huo Xiwen holds his stomach with one hand, and his teeth gently bite his slightly white lips and shake his head.
Chen hangzhuo sighed at this time, stepped forward two steps, directly bent down and held her up.
"You..." Huo Xiwen was suddenly picked up, startled, but she did not have the strength to struggle, just quietly against his arms, let him hold himself and into the room.
Put her back on the bed, cover the quilt, Huo Xiwen is about to open his mouth, want to ask why he did it, he heard his low voice said: "lie down, don't move."
She doesn't have any strength to move at all now. She just closes her eyes and lies on her side with her body bent.
Chen hangzhuo saw that she had a good sleep and turned to go out of the room.
After a while, he heard his footsteps coming again, light and steady. When he came to the bedside, he said in a low voice: "Xiwen, are you asleep?"
Huo Xiwen opened his eyes, forehead because of the physiological period of pain out of the fine sweat.
Eyes fell on the man in front of him, and he saw a steaming bowl of unknown black liquid in his hand.
At this time, Chen hangzhuo stepped forward, bent down, helped her up from the bed, sat down, and brought the bowl of dark, unknown things to her: "here, drink this."
"What is this?" Huo Xiwen took a look at the liquid in the bowl and smelled like some medicine with a strong fragrance.
"Medicine that will help you in your current situation." Chen hangzhuo said, and gently blowing the hot gas from the decoction, "add brown sugar, it won't be bitter, drink it."
Huo Xiwen heard him say so, no longer hesitated, now she hurt like this, as long as can not let her stomachache, even if eat poison, she is willing to eat.
Holding up the medicine bowl, she opened her mouth, and "Gulong" was a big mouthful. Unexpectedly, the medicine was too hot, and her lips were so hot that all the medicine she drank in her mouth vomited out again, and her tongue also stuck out.
The pretty faces were wrinkled together at the moment, and the expression was very painful.
This is really the problem of stomachache has not been solved, the mouth also began to hurt.
Chen hangzhuo didn't expect that she would be so careless. He sighed silently in his heart and reached for the bowl in her hand. The spoon stirred the hot liquid in the bowl while blowing away the heat.
Huo Xiwen is suffering a small face, almost crying out.
"Here, open your mouth." Chen hangzhuo cooled the temperature of the decoction a lot, scooped up a spoon, handed it to her mouth and said.
Huo Xiwen was a little embarrassed to let him give the medicine like this, so he took the initiative and said, "I'd better drink it myself."
"Want to burn yourself again?" Chen hangzhuo looked at her and didn't pass her the soup bowl.
Well, Huo Xiwen knows that he won't let himself drink medicine, but it's rare that he is willing to provide such service, so she just enjoys it.
Open your mouth and take the soup he fed.
Huo Xiwen while drinking the soup he fed, feel the pain in the lower abdomen miraculously relieved, gradually did not hurt.
If she doesn't have a stomachache, she has a spirit, so she joked: "Chen hangzhuo, you look like you can take care of women very well. You can't coax your beautiful girlfriend by such means."
"You're the first woman I've taken care of like this." Chen hangzhuo never changed his face.
In fact, for the former Huo Xiwen, he really felt in debt.
At that time, because of his task, he had no time to take care of her, and even could only push her away.
Now, he has a chance to take care of her, but he can't do it in his real identity.
"Ah? no So, didn't I make it? " Huo Xiwen heard this and laughed.
"I don't mind if you think so." Chen hangzhuo road.
Huo Xiwen frowned again at this time: "however, I see that you seem to be very skilled in taking care of women. Even I know what medicine I buy. You say I'm the first woman you take care of. I don't believe it.""There's a sister like you who has the same problem during her physiological period. I've seen how she usually takes care of herself." Chen hangzhuo explained casually.
"Sister? Do you have a sister? " Huo Xiwen seems to be a little excited when he hears this information.
"What's the matter? Can't I have a sister? " Chen hangzhuo saw her mood change, and realized that he might have slipped his tongue, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.
Huo Xiwen shook his head and sighed: "no, I just think of Fu Muyun. He also has a sister."
"Oh." Chen hangzhuo didn't go on with what she said.
"Chen hangzhuo, how old is your sister this year?" Huo Xiwen asked again.
"Eighteen." Chen hangzhuo road.
"It's only 18 years old. It's so small." Huo Xiwen hears this answer, in the heart a little bit disheartened.
Originally, in her heart, one in ten thousand hopes rose, hoping that he was Fu Muyun.
But looking at the face in front of him, although he was very handsome, he was obviously not alone with Fu Muyun.
Moreover, Fu Huihui is not 18 years old, so
She really thought too much.
Seeing Huo Xiwen's lost expression, Chen hangzhuo said: "Mr. Fu, he hasn't appeared. Haven't you ever thought about giving him up? For a beautiful and excellent woman like you, there should be no lack of pursuers around, so there is no one who can let you see? I've heard Mr. Zhao talk about things between you. It seems that Mr. Fu has thought of ways before. I hope you can forget him. What kind of man is he that makes you so nostalgic? "