Chapter 227: Who is Xue Rou

"Well, I didn't see anything." The servant aunt was shocked and stood at the door and watched them lying on the sofa. They looked extremely intimate. The old face turned red and immediately thought that they were making out. She quickly shook her head and cleared her relationship. "I haven't sprinkled the flowers outside yet. I'll go and drench the water first."

Qiao Xiaoxin couldn't help smiling bitterly and pushed Rong Heng's arm away a little to make him stop pressing himself, but she still couldn't get up.

Rong Heng closed his eyes and seemed to be extremely annoyed. At this time, Qiao Xiaoxin was no longer disgusted by the smell of wine, but she wanted to take care of him.

But Rong Heng held her hand and remained motionless. Listening to her breathing, she seemed to fall asleep again.

Qiao Xiaoxin was stunned and a fire rose in her heart.

With no such a distracting person, it aroused her fire and breathed down. It also bound her like this, making her want to sleep but can't take a shower, and she wants to play but can't get up.

Before she finished complaining, she was suddenly pushed by a force, and then her head hit the hand of the sofa. Fortunately, the sofa was soft, otherwise this strong force would definitely hit her head.

"Xue...Rou..." Rong Heng turned over and muttered affectionately. When Qiao Xiaoxin wanted to get angry, she saw a crystal tear slipping down from the corner of his eyes.

She saw the entanglement and painful contradictions on his face...

She saw him whimper...

In an instant, she was as if she had been biting a dumb hole and couldn't move.

Some people say that drunk people, no matter what they do, come from their hearts.

So, Xue Rou, who was breathing when he was drunk, was his beloved woman? So, is he sad for other women? Is that so?

So, is it sincere to push her away just now?

Qiao Xiaoxin fell into the ice cellar in an instant, stood up in a daze, then turned around and left in a daze.

She has no intention to pay attention to it at all. Is Rong Heng uncomfortable sleeping on the sofa and will never pay attention to it again? Will he vomit after drinking and get hot after drinking?

Those things, whoever likes to do it, can do it.

Isn't it best to give it to the servant? Anyway, she has never been good at taking care of people.

Qiao Xiaoxin slowly chose a bedroom, and no matter how beautiful or exquisite the decoration was, it could not attract her any pleasure.

After taking a shower, she stayed in ** and couldn't sleep over and over, but she repeatedly recalled Rong Heng's why she was so sad and desperate when she was drunk, and why she was so abnormal after Secretary Gao came.

Why are you so lost holding the golden boy and jade girl?

Why did you shout the word Xue Rou after getting drunk?

In fact, there is an answer in her heart, but she doesn't want to believe it. She would rather Rong Heng tell her in person.

She would rather believe that everyone has the love when she was young, which is Rong Heng's love when she was young, and she is Rong Heng's current love.

Qiao Xiaoxin held the quilt and smiled at the moonlight. Yes, now she is beside Rong Heng.

She indulged herself and loved herself again, but she would never get hurt as easily as last time.

She has actually been planning for herself, hasn't she?

At least, if she can't get Rong Heng's heart, she is now a new star in the film world. At least now, no one can easily dictate to her anymore.

Qiao Xiaoxin's confused eyes showed a trace of firmness. When she had an idea in her heart, she fell asleep easily.

Qiao Xiaoxin woke up in the early morning. When she closed her eyes and turned over, she kicked a body and was shocked in an instant. She clearly remembered that she slept by herself last night.

Qiao Xiaoxin was shocked and was about to struggle, but found that the man around her was Rong Heng.

At this time, Rong Heng had no intention of decadence last night, but fell asleep quietly like a child.

Qiao Xiaoxin doesn't understand why he appeared by his bedside when he came in by himself last night? How could I get in in the middle of the night when I was so drunk last night?

"Have you seen enough?" Rong Heng opened his eyes with a gentle smile on his face.

Qiao Xiaoxin blushed, "Who will look at you?"

"Okay, that's up to you." Rong Heng stretched out his hand and played with her hand. There was a pitiful look on his face and complained like a puppy, "Xinxin, I drank too much last night. Why did you throw me on the sofa?"

Qiao Xiaoxin finally knows what it means to be thick-skinned and invincible. He pushed himself away last night, but now he pretends to be so innocent. Who is this for?

Well, for the sake of his drunkenness, she has forgiven him for the time being.

Qiao Xiaoxin snorted and ignored him. She sat up, but Rong Heng's hand stopped her waist and hugged her back hard. "Xinxin..."

Qiao Xiaoxin curled her lips. Is it embarrassing for such a big man to be so coquettish?

"You really have no conscience. You actually left me on the sofa and let me stay there alone. What if I freeze to death? What will you do about your happiness in the future? Rong Heng said with a sad face and chatterlessly.

Qiao Xiaoxin turned her back to him and looked ahead, allowing him to rub behind her. After a long time, she suddenly said, "Who is Xuerou?"

Rong Heng's body stiffened, held her hand tightly, and then quickly smiled, "What?"

Qiao Xiaoxin turned her head and looked into his eyes, "Who is Xue Rou?"

Rong Heng's face was doubtful and innocent, "I don't know who it is. What's wrong?"

Qiao Xiaoxin looked down at him holding his hand. After holding it tightly just now, she quietly let go.

She smiled and said, "Last night, you were drunk, and then you called these two words."

A smile flashed on Rong Heng's face, "I mean, you are very gentle. Is there anything wrong with me praising you..."

Qiao Xiaoxin grabbed the pillow beside her and patted Rong Heng, "Dead bad guy."

"You hit people when I told the truth." Rong Heng complained dissatisfiedly, grabbed her hand, then hugged her and leaned his head on her shoulder. "You are so gentle... I like you so much. Xinxin, why are you so gentle? People like it at a glance... But you won't be gentle when you get angry."

Qiao Xiaoxin's face turned red, "I'm hungry. Get up quickly."

"But I'm more hungry." Rong Heng looked at her pitifully.

"You drank so much last night, and you are not afraid of alcoholism. I'm still afraid. Get out of here."

Qiao Xin pushed him away, jumped out of bed, and then went to change his clothes.

Long Heng watched her figure enter the bathroom, her smiling eyes slightly sinking, and a trace of irritation and gloom flashed in his eyes.

After Qiao Xiaoxin finished washing, she saw that Rong Heng had just changed his clothes. She was energetic, refreshed, and dressed in simple casual clothes. She was dressed like a famous model by his seductive and perfect figure.

"I thought there was a Prince Charming standing in front of me." Qiao Xiaoxin couldn't help admiring.

Rong Heng snorted, "Of course, who am I? I'm Rong Heng. Naturally, I'm more attractive and temperamental than Prince Charming. However, the girl around me is a silly girl.

Qiao Xiaoxin rolled her eyes and ignored his jokes.

Rong Heng stretched out his hand and took her hand. "Actually, the girl beside me is also a princess. Otherwise, I won't live in the castle. So, my princess, what do you want to play today? Where do you want to go? Playing knight dance? Or play..."

For some reason, Qiao Xiaoxin heard a strange smell from his joke. The knight dance he said always gave her an ominous feeling.

"Miss I want to play Queen." Qiao Xiaoxinyi saidzhiily, with her head raised high, which was really a little like an empress.

Rong Heng looked up and down at her, and a cunning smile flashed in his eyes, "Okay. I think let you play the queen. It must be a pleasant thing. My Majesty."

Qiao Xin heard a strong joke from his words and immediately changed the topic, "I'm hungry. I'm going downstairs for dinner."

Then he went downstairs first, but Rong Heng took her hand and went downstairs side by side with her.

Breakfast is well prepared, combining Chinese and Western food.

Qiao Xiaoxin's face showed a trace of joy, "Well, it smells delicious."

Everything is delicious when she is hungry. Of course, most of the breakfast on the table is her favorite breakfast.

Qiao Xiaoxin sat down happily, picked up her chopsticks and was about to eat dumplings.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I sat down, I felt nausea.

Qiao Xiaoxin put down her chopsticks with an ugly face. What made her sick was the beef ball from the table. She thought it was just a stomach problem, but she didn't expect that a feeling of nausea had just been suppressed. The smell of the beef balls surged over, and the vomiting in her stomach was even worse.

She stood up in a hurry, ran to the sink almost at a wind-like speed, and vomited hard.

I haven't eaten at all in the morning, and I almost spit out the yellow gallbladder, so I feel better.

"Xinxin, what's wrong with you?" Rong Heng followed, handed over the wet tissue, patted her on the back, with concern on his face, "How can you vomit? Let's go to the hospital immediately."

Qiao Xiaoxin shook her head, "It's okay, probably... I haven't nourished my stomach for a while after filming. Just take some stomach medicine."

Rong Heng said calmly, "Hid you haven't had a stomach disease for a long time? Didn't you eat on time in the crew? How did those assistants..."

Seeing that the crew was about to abuse artists, Qiao Xiaoxin quickly interrupted him, "No, I ate on time in the crew, and they took good care of them. I think maybe I can't smell the beef balls. Today's beef balls taste good, right?

Rong Heng turned his head to the housekeeper and said, "Remove the beef balls."

The housekeeper quickly took away the beef balls, but looked at Qiao Xiaoxin's eyes with a trace of doubt.

Qiao Xiaoxin smiled bitterly and wanted to explain that she didn't mean to. It was really because of beef balls that she wanted to vomit. She would never want to make it difficult for the housekeeper.

Qiao Xiaoxin repeatedly promised that she was fine, so Rong Heng promised not to take her to the hospital. She took a sip of water, cleared her stomach, and then began to eat breakfast.

Without beef balls, I have an appetite.

It's just that when she ate the omelet, the extreme nausea came again. She threw down her chopsticks, and the golden egg fell to the ground in an instant.

Rong Heng's face changed, and he saw that she rushed to the bathroom as if she had escaped. This time, she vomited more than before, because she was still vomiting just now, and now she spit out all the food she had just eaten.