Xie Yan 'er leaned against the wall and vomited.
Xiajun Zihao saw that she had almost vomited, so he picked up a tissue and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.
"Yan 'er, Yan' er?"
Xie Yan 'er was actually a little delirious.
She raised her head and looked at xiajun Zihao, then began to cry.
"Wuwu, Wuwu ..."
Xiajun Zihao's fingers were at a loss as he watched Xie Yan 'er cry so weakly.
"What's wrong, Yan 'er? who bullied you? Mm, tell me, I'll get it back for you. "
No matter what, xiajun Zihao wouldn't let Xie Yan 'er suffer even the slightest grievance in his territory.
Xie Yan 'er's tears flowed down her face. She had completely lost her image, and her Smokey-eye makeup had ruined her face.
"Wuwu, it's you, it's you ..."
Xiajun Zihao did not understand and did not know what was going on with her. He could only feel anxious.
However, seeing that Xie Yan 'er was really not in her right mind, xiajun Zihao carried her and walked out.
