"vomit……"

Shen Chaoxi lay in front of the sink in the bathroom and almost vomited out all his internal organs.

The frosted glass door behind him was opened, and a man wrapped in a loose robe walked in.

It was almost dawn when they returned home from the wedding in the eastern suburbs, and the two of them washed upstairs and downstairs respectively.

Shang Jianghan came up from the first floor and went to the study to check his email to kill time.

Half an hour later, thinking that Shen Chaoxi had finished washing up, he pushed the door and entered the bedroom.

Tonight is the wedding night and the room is full of joy. According to custom, a heart-shaped food called "Dates and Osmanthus" is placed on the bed, which has profound meaning.

Shang Jianghan entered the bedroom, looked around and did not see his wife. He walked to the end of the bed and stayed for a moment. His gaze swept from the closed frosted glass door of the bathroom back to the bed, and his dark eyes softened a little.

His thoughts drifted back to when he first entered the room. The girl's face flushed because of the neat decoration of the room, and she buried her face in his shoulder.

It was rare to see his wife looking shy and excited at the same time, and Shang Jianghan's good mood kept rising.

"Go take a shower, see you later!" The man deliberately uttered these words in a hoarse voice.

Ten minutes passed and Shang Jianghan didn't see his wife coming out of the bathroom. Thinking she was still shy, he walked up to her and knocked on the door to remind her.

"Xixi, don't stay in there too long."

The air in the misty bathroom was thin, Shen Chaoxi had once reminded Shang Zhuoming of this.

Suddenly, there was a sound of retching through the glass door. The first sound was not clear until the second sound came out, when Shang Jianghan turned the doorknob and went in.

Shen Chaoxi's entire upper body was almost lying on the washbasin, and he turned his face to the side when he heard the door open.

Shang Jianghan was frightened by the pale face without any blood.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The man frowned, hugged the girl in his arms, half-holding her to check on her.

Shen Chaoxi swallowed the sourness in his throat and shook his head first.

"I feel like I have a stomachache. I want to vomit but I can't!"

Shang Jianghan picked the person up, strode to the bed, reached out and pulled up the sheet, swept away the items on the bed, and gently put the person on it.

As he reached out to the bedside table to grab a wet tissue, Shang Jianghan went over the food Shen Chaoxi had eaten that night in his mind.

The situation today was special. Shang Jianghan had been careful about everything from the morning meals to the meals he asked the staff to deliver at noon, to the food at the dinner table in the evening, and there would be no incompatible foods.

While wiping the corners of Shen Chaoxi's mouth, Shang Jianghan helped her recall.

"Did you eat anything after coming back?"

Shang Zhuoming has been craving for ice cream recently, so the aunt at home froze some popsicles for him. The little guy secretly ate too much and went to the toilet frequently. He couldn't get up from his tiger-head toilet seat. Later, Shen Chaoxi strictly forbade him to eat cold food.

When they got back to the car, Shen Chaoxi said it was a bit stuffy and it was very likely that he had had some cold drinks.

"I didn't eat anything. Maybe my stomach is upset. For several days, I always felt acid reflux in my stomach. I was busy all day and didn't pay attention. I felt like vomiting when I came back."

Shen Chaoxi was already exhausted when he said these words.

Looking at the girl's pale face, even her lips were so white that they were almost bloodless, Shang Jianghan couldn't help but panic.

"I'm sorry, I was busy with the wedding these days and didn't take good care of you."

Shen Chaoxi raised her thick eyelashes, curled the corners of her pale lips, and reached out to pull the straps of the man's pajamas.

"No, I was careless and wanted to cool down. I just need to rest for a while."

After Shen Chaoxi finished speaking, he blinked his eyelashes slightly, fatigue crept up on him, and he began to yawn repeatedly.

When Shang Jianghan saw that she was drowsy, any little thoughts in his mind had long disappeared.

"Okay, go to sleep. Call me if you feel uncomfortable!"

"Hmm," Shen Chaoxi hummed softly. When he heard the word "sleep", his brain seemed to receive a signal and he quickly fell asleep.

During this time, when Shen Chaoxi fell asleep, Shang Jianghan asked his aunt to clean the floor. He stayed there until midnight, and only lay down beside the sleeping girl when he saw that her complexion had improved a lot.

After a week of honeymoon leave, Shang Jianghan slept in for a rare time the next day and woke up at the same time as Shen Chaoxi.

Shen Chaoxi opened his eyes, feeling refreshed, and then stretched lazily.

"Ok!"

Shen Chaoxi was startled by a muffled groan coming from beside him.

At this time, the sunlight has spread through the beige curtains and spread across half of the room. There is never anyone around her at this time. Shang Jianghan is a superman. No matter how busy he is at work or how late he goes to bed, he can always get up on time the next day.

Today, it was a surprise.

Shen Chaoxi retracted his arm and looked at him sideways. The man had sleepy eyes, messy hair, and one hand on his forehead.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't know you were there!" Shen Chaoxi got up and leaned over to check the place where she bumped into.

The man's skin was cold and white, and would not get red or swollen due to bumps. Shen Chaoxi looked at him carefully and made sure there was no problem. When he was about to lie back, a big hand held his waist.

"Don't you know I'm here? Then where do you think I'm going?"

The voice when he just woke up sounded like it was mixed with fine sand, hoarse and sexy.

Shen Chaoxi's heart trembled slightly.

Shen Chaoxi was awakened from his sleep by the voice control early in the morning.

"You usually wake up early, but when I wake up, everything around me is cold. I feel lost!"

Shen Chaoxi chose to save himself by blaming others.

The man was blamed and laughed, patting the girl's perky buttocks under the thin blanket.

Thinking of the girl's pale face last night, Shang Jianghan decided to let go of the sweetness that was delivered to his door for the time being.

Pulling the soft body closer to his arms, Shang Jianghan lowered his head to examine it.

"How do you feel? Is your stomach feeling better?"

Shen Chaoxi rubbed her face against the man's chest, and buried herself in the soft quilt like a lazy kitten, with muffled sounds floating out.

"Much better, I just don't want to get up."

The sound is like a lazy cat's meow.

"You have to eat, you can't eat on an empty stomach. I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup today. Didn't you say you always feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"

Shen Chaoxi raised his head with a look of resistance.

"How can you go to the hospital right after your wedding? It's so unlucky!"

There are quite a lot of small things.

The slender fingers stroked across the girl's straight nose.

"You also know that it's a newlywed's wedding, and you left your husband to sleep soundly on your wedding night?"

Shen Chaoxi's face turned red and he buried his head in the quilt again.

"Oh! I'm not feeling well!"

She has a sweet voice and acts like a child when she rarely acts coquettishly.

Shang Jianghan was successfully amused. He reached out to pull down the quilt, put his hands under the girl's armpits, lifted her up and made her lie in front of him.

"You know you're not feeling well too? Listen, let's go check it out first, and then go to the flower fields. You're complaining that you haven't seen enough, so I'll have someone clean it up and show you enough today!"

"real!"

The next second, the lazy-looking man immediately jumped up from the bed as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Wait, wait, I'll go change. I don't want to wear a skirt today. How about a sweatshirt?"

The girl ran into the cloakroom barefoot and stuck her head out again.

Shang Jianghan put his hands under his head and was not in a hurry. His dark eyes were full of doting and his gaze was always on the girl in pink and white pajamas.

"It's up to you! Do whatever makes you feel comfortable!"

Half an hour later, the newlyweds, who had washed up, walked down from the second floor hand in hand.

"Happy wedding, sir and madam!"

Several aunts in the family stood in the hall, dressed in festive clothes and saying blessings.

Shen Chaoxi smiled and thanked them. Although he had lived in this house for nearly three years, he felt a sense of freshness as if he was a newcomer.

(End of this chapter)