Chapter 2670 He Gave Her a Fatal Blow——

If someone else vomited on him, Yan Chen would have thrown him eight hundred miles away!

But she vomited—

Yan Chen strangely didn't feel any discomfort, only anger and distress.

He put her on the ground so that the soup on his body wouldn't get on her.

The princess was so drunk that she couldn't stand upright at all. She just swayed like a tumbler when she was placed on the ground. Yan Chen had no choice but to support her again, and looked around. Seeing a big rock next to her, he helped her to sit there.

Because she couldn't sit still, he didn't dare to let go, so he could only support her with one hand and take off the dirty robe with the other.

Unexpectedly, when the princess saw him take off his clothes, she seemed to be taken aback. She struggled under his palm and blurted out: "No...don't, I...I'm pregnant, I can't do it..."

Yan Chen froze, looking down at her: "You...what did you say?"

The princess curled up, looked at him with his small mouth slightly opened, his eyes misty, and looked pitiful: "Brother Yan Chen, can't we do well?"

So familiar rejection!

Such a familiar expression——

Yan Chen's heart was beating like thunder, and he stretched out his fingers trembling slightly, caressing her face, the skin was warm and delicate, but the bones were a little rough——

she is too thin!

Yan Chen seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, and said hoarsely, "Okay, little fox, I won't move you—"

His nose was sore, and his voice was hoarse: "Little fox, you know, I won't force you."

The princess seemed to be relieved, she pursed her mouth and exhaled, closed her eyes, and frowned: "I...I feel uncomfortable..."

This is another super-familiar action.

Although her appearance is no longer similar, some of her unconscious movements are the same as those of Lan Wai Fox.

There seemed to be a silk thread in Yan Chen's heart that bound his heart tightly, and it hurt. He threw off the dirty coat, patted her on the shoulder, and let her lean on him: "Little fox, don't Don't be afraid, don't feel bad..."

"Wow—" She poured the wine again and vomited all over him again.

Yan Chen paused, not in a hurry to change clothes at all, bent over to wrap her around her with one hand, pressed the corresponding acupuncture points with the other hand, and helped her pour the wine.

His method of inducing vomiting was very effective. She vomited again and again, and she vomited several times in succession, and she couldn't straighten her waist. And eight out of ten mouthfuls were spit on Yan Chen.

Finally, she couldn't vomit anymore, Yan Chen took out a blanket from the storage space and spread it on the big rock, helped her lie on it, and covered her again.

After tidying up her body, Yan Chen went to change his dirty clothes.

His body was thoroughly dirty this time, and the feces she spit out had soaked into his skin through two layers of underwear.

So he simply changed all the clothes, and then used a cleaning technique to really cleanse his body.

Putting on her own robe and returning to the princess again, she was already asleep, and even when she was asleep, she frowned, her palm-sized face looked even more delicate under the blanket.

He sat beside her and held her hand: "Little fox..."

Her wrist was also as thin as a bone stick, Yan Chen felt like a knife was stirring in his heart, he was already 80% sure in his heart that this was the real little fox! He loved his wife for more than two hundred years...

She came to him, but he gave her a fatal blow——

He was reaching out his hand to brush her somewhat messy hair, but her small face suddenly wrinkled, then turned over, and vomited again with a wow.

However, this time she didn't vomit wine, but——

A mouthful of blood.

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