Chapter 2829 Wedding Night (8)

Mo Xier frowned slightly, her body was very stiff in his arms.

She raised her arms and struggled at first, but when she thought about the fact that they had both gotten married in front of so many people, it seemed unnecessary to resist now.

Her raised hands fell, and Mo Xier simply let him do it.

However, she was obviously a little absent-minded.

When he kissed her, her eyes were always fixed on the bottle, and all she could think about was how many more glasses he would have to get drunk.

Qing Muchen has never been a patient person.

As they were kissing, he wanted to hold her and walk to the bed. Mo Xier's face changed slightly, and she pushed him with her hand, seeming a little nervous, "Wait a minute!"

Qing Muchen raised his eyebrows and waited quietly for her next words.

"Wait until I finish the food!" Mo Xier quickly shrank from his arms, gathered all the food on the table to her side, and pushed the bottle to him.

She didn't leave any food for him to fill his stomach, as if she was still a little afraid that he would sober up after eating.

From beginning to end, she was pouring wine into him.

Qing Muchen's mind was already not clear at this time, and his stomach was also uncomfortable.

After she poured several cups of wine in a row, Mo Xier did not achieve the effect she wanted, and she was not drunk.

But, her stomach disease came back!

Qing Muchen's stomach was not good. When he was busy dealing with Jue Ye and the Qing family's company, it was common for him to forget three meals a day.

Over time, his stomach became worse and worse, and he would get sick if he was not careful.

Mo Xier did not know this, and she had not observed it for such a long time in the Qing family.

If she knew, perhaps she would be kinder to him.

Qing Muchen frowned and slumped in the chair, with cold sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that he was not feeling well.

"Are you okay?" Mo Xier did not react to what was going on at first. She stood up and walked towards him, touched his forehead with her hand, and secretly checked his condition.

Qing Muchen's eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was a little heavy. I don't know if he heard her words.

"Speak!" Mo Xier pushed him gently.

Qing Muchen tilted his head to the other side of the chair, still without any reaction.

The sudden situation made Mo Xier suddenly stunned.

Just when she was at a loss, several bodyguards outside the room suddenly rushed in.

"Master, are you okay?"

A very nervous voice, several big men gathered together, checking, rummaging through the boxes in the room, as if they were already used to this situation.

"What happened?" Mo Xier stood aside to make some space for the others.

"Master has a stomach problem, maybe he drank too much tonight!" One of the bodyguards explained.

Mo Xier, "Does he have a stomach problem?"

"He had it a long time ago." The bodyguard said.

Mo Xier was stunned.

Her expression was a little dull, as if she couldn't accept this fact.

How could a man like Qing Muchen, who only had such a strong aura, have this disease?

Gastric disease is actually a very common disease, which can be seen everywhere in life.

However, this kind of thing is connected with Qing Muchen, and Mo Xier still can't accept it.

The bodyguard was busy in the room for a while, found medicine for Qing Muchen, and asked him to take it before leaving.

The sound of footsteps disappeared outside the room, and only Mo Xier and him were left in the room again.

Mo Xier stood by the bed, staring at him quietly, his face still a little pale, feeling a little guilty for some reason.