Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Qin Muchen didn't move.

He also stopped and turned his back to him, with fine beads of sweat hanging on his pale face.

One of his hands supported his stomach, and even his breathing became depressed.

Gu Shinian didn't feel wrong at first, but gradually, he discovered the abnormality.

"what happened to you?"

She stared at the stiff background cautiously, walked over, and looked closely, only to find that Qin Muchen's forehead was covered with sweat. When she saw her movements, Gu Shinian immediately frowned, "You, do you have a stomachache? "

Qin Muchen had stomach problems before.

Gu Shinian hurriedly supported him: "Hold on, and I will take you back immediately."

"Go away."

It happened that Qin Muchen was arrogant at this time.

His face is ugly, even his tone of voice is very poor.

Gu Shinian was worried about him and ignored his awkwardness. After opening the door, he forced him in, sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed to Qin's Manor.

...

Qin's Manor is another jump.

Qin Muchen became ill, and the young master's temper was gorgeous.

He doesn't make trouble, but he doesn't eat or sleep, let alone see a doctor.

Gu Shinian sadly discovered that even after three years, Qin Muchen is still Qin Muchen.

I just want to sleep when I get sick.

"Can't sleep, take something first, and then take the medicine."

"Don't eat."

Qin Muchen didn't even bother to find a reason, pulled up the quilt, and covered his head: "Get out."

When was he so embarrassed?

The quarrel was halfway through, and the chop cut halfway, but the stomach hurt.

For him, it is really a dark history.

Gu Shinian wrinkled her expression and lifted the quilt.

"Gu Shinian." Qin Muchen said coldly: "I will tell you to go out."

He opened his mouth and fed in one mouthful of porridge.

Qin Muchen was caught off guard, almost choked, and the porridge was so hot that he almost vomited it out.

Gu Shinian bulged his cheeks and mumbled with lack of confidence: "Hurry up and eat the porridge, or I will scald you."

Qin Muchen couldn't believe what else she said.

His eyes shrank suddenly: "Gu Shinian, you are following me..."

Again, halfway through the conversation, the porridge was fed in again.

This time it's not as hot as last time.

Qin Muchen's words were stopped again.

His displeasure rose to the extreme.

The voice became cold and suddenly rose eight degrees: "Gu Shinian!"

"I'm here."

I am always here.

Only after taking the pulse did she know how serious Qin Muchen's stomach problem was.

If you continue, his stomach is still needed.

"Eat the porridge first, and then the medicine. When you get better, we will continue to quarrel, you will continue to cut people, and I will stop you."

Everything, wait until he gets better.

Gu Shinian looked at such a weak Qin Muchen, feeling very distressed.

"..."

For a long time, Qin Muchen was in a state of speechlessness.

Gu Shinian pursed her lower lip and fed the porridge to his mouth: "Eat it, you won't be scalded this time."

"..."

Qin Muchen lifted his eyes and looked at her.

This counts as a threat?

This is the weakest threat he has ever seen.

However, before he came back to his senses, he had opened his mouth and had eaten several mouthfuls of porridge.

Qin Muchen frowned, looking at the spoon handed in front of him, feeling frustrated in his heart.

Forget it.

It must be sick, sick with sick, and brain with sick.

Next, Qin Muchen obediently ate and took medicine obediently.