He married his nemesis and had a baby

Chapter 52

Abdominal pain

take to hospital

"Smile. It's someone else's birthday. If you keep a straight face, those who don't know will think that someone here has offended you."

"Xing Ming, no one made you angry, right?"

Wei Yao laughed softly, Xing Ming grabbed Wei Yao's wrist, everyone around came up, Lin Tian wanted to ask Wei Yao not to play too much.

It's a bit too much, anyway, there are a lot of people here, at least give Xing Ming some face, just wipe the cake on people's body and face, even if a person sees it, he can feel the strong insult inside.

It's just obvious that Xing Ming's way of thinking is different from Lin Tian's. He clasped Wei Yao's hand, lowered his head and opened his mouth, and took Wei Yao's fingertips in.

After licking the cream left on Wei Yao's fingertips, Xing Ming really savored it carefully.

"Well, it's pretty sweet."

"This cake tastes good."

"Thank you for the cake." Xing Ming turned to Yan Xue and said.

Yan Xue was stunned, what did they do just now?

Xing Ming directly ate the cream on Wei Yao's finger. Did she misread it, hallucinating?

Yan Xue looked at everyone's faces, and her friends' eyes widened.

Looking at Wei Yao, his brows furrowed immediately, with an obvious expression of disgust.

The corners of Yan Xue's mouth hooked up, how could the way the husband and wife played like this gave Yan Xue the feeling that the atmosphere between them was something that no outsider could get in.

Yan Xue burst out laughing.

Wei Yao's hand was still held by Xing Ming, and he tried to break free, but Xing Ming was so strong that he clasped it tightly, and Wei Yao felt a stabbing pain coming from the bone that was about to break.

Without frowning, Xing Ming slowly let go of Wei Yao's hand.

The coat was covered in cream, so he couldn't wear it anymore, so he took off the coat, leaving only the shirt inside, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the room was getting hot, Xing Ming tore off his tie again, took off the tie, and threw it aside.

He unbuttoned the two collar buttons again, and exposed his neck. Everyone watched Xing Ming doing this, but no one spoke. Watching Xing Ming throw away his tie, he always felt that he would fight Wei Yao the next moment. .

The two didn't fight, and Xing Ming didn't have the intention to fight Wei Yao at all.

But if it was another form of fighting, he would like to.

At that moment, a cluster of intense flames ignited in Xing Ming's eyes, without even trying to hide it, he just looked at Wei Yao directly.

Wei Yao felt the burning of that gaze, as if flames were about to spread from the depths of Xing Ming's pupils, enveloping Wei Yao's body.

Wei Yao pursed his lips.

"Would you like some more cake?"

Before the air in the room was about to freeze to the point of suffocating everyone, Wei Yao opened his mouth, and the air immediately circulated, and some people even took several deep breaths.

"Eat, why not eat."

Xing Ming sat on the sofa, raised one hand, and put it on the backrest. The posture was unprecedented in the past, as if he changed a person in an instant, and became casual.

Wei Yao turned around and took another piece of cake from Yan Xue, how about this one?

"I don't choose."

Xing Ming put his left hand on his knee again, with his fingers flat, and a wedding ring was clearly visible on his ring finger.

On the other hand, Wei Yao has nothing on his left hand.

Xing Ming seemed to care more about this marriage than Wei Yao.

"You want it, I don't want to give it."

Wei Yao walked aside with the cake and sat on the sofa, and he ate it by himself.

"Yan Xue, continue to divide, leave him alone, he has a bit of that here."

Before Wei Yao finished speaking, he tapped his right finger on his temple.

The words that came out of Wei Yao's mouth were just bystanders, and they were sweating for him. Although they didn't know much about Xing Ming, anyone would have a temper.

What's more, with Xing Ming's identity, Xing Ming has made Wei Yao lose face many times in such a short period of time.

Still sitting peacefully now, everyone including Lin Tian felt that this was the calm before the storm.

Lin Tian walked to Wei Yao's side and held Wei Yao's shoulder.

"boss."

Wei Yao squinted at Lin Tian.

"Why, are you worried that I will be beaten?"

"He can't do that."

"No, boss, it's Yan Xue's birthday anyway, don't really make a mess." Lin Tian frowned.

"Why do I think it looks good?"

"Xing Ming is like this, much more real than before."

"You know, I like real things, not fake things."

Rather than saying this to Lin Tian, ​​it might be better to say it was deliberately told to Xing Ming.

"Don't worry, I don't want to either."

Xing Ming smiled, bent his left hand, and tapped lightly on his knee.

If it were someone else, Wei Yao would be so taunted and humiliated by throwing cakes, no matter how good-tempered they are, they would probably be angry.

But Xing Ming didn't show any anger. Seeing that Wei Yao had been ignoring him all the way to Hu Po's eyes staring at him, Xing Ming's heart was rippling.

With bigger ripples than before, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of waves in his heart.

To be honest, Xing Ming really doesn't care about losing face.

Lin Tian's eyes, which were originally long and slanted, were now wide open, staring like copper bells.

"Be careful that the eyeballs fall out."

Wei Yao reminded Lin Tian.

Lin Tian smiled in disbelief.

Is Xing Ming really a problem, as Wei Yao said.

Otherwise, if someone targeted him like this, he would still be indifferent.

Wei Yao lowered his head and ate his cake in peace, as if he didn't care at all.

After a while of silence, Yan Xue coughed twice, then cut the cake, cut some more, and then asked the friends to cut it if they wanted to eat it.

She wanted to go to Wei Yao's side, but it seemed that as soon as she got closer, a sharp gaze fell on her back, making her feel like a thorn on her back.

Yan Xue turned away and sat aside.

Others seemed to be aware of the space between Wei Yao and Xing Ming, and soon there was a scene where a group of people on the right were crowded together, but on the left, Wei Yao and Xing Ming were sitting in the empty seat. , the surroundings of the two of them were unusually empty.

The atmosphere is even more weird.

The cream on Xing Ming's face was wiped off by him. Later, someone gave him a piece of cake. After taking two bites, he stopped eating.

The cream, which was still sweet just now, suddenly lost much flavor.

He knew why, the cream stained on Wei Yao's fingertips had a special smell, the smell of Wei Yao's skin.

Wei Yao ate most of it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, showing signs of wanting to vomit.

Wei Yao stood up, endured it, and said that he went to the bathroom, and no one realized that something was wrong.

Wei Yao left alone, walked back, went to the bathroom, and when he got to the bathroom, he immediately closed the door and walked to the sink. Wei Yao vomited violently. He covered his mouth, but couldn't control it at all. All the cream was spit out.

Wei Yao vomited all the time, so violently that the sound could be vaguely heard outside.

Someone heard something, was curious about what was going on, and was about to go over to have a look, Xing Ming got up and walked over.

The man could only stop.

Xing Ming walked into the bathroom, opened the door, and vomited, the sound of Wei Yao vomiting came over.

Xing Ming stood at the door for a few seconds, walked in, and the door closed behind him, even locked behind him.

Coming behind Wei Yao, Xing Ming looked in the mirror, Wei Yao's face was pale, and tears appeared in his eyes.

Xing Ming reached out and stroked Wei Yao's eyes, and with a snap, Wei Yao opened his hand.

Without looking back, Wei Yao raised his eyelids to meet Xing Ming's silent pupils in the mirror.

There is a vague concern inside, but more seems to be a kind of indifference.

Seeing Xing Ming's cold fake face, Wei Yao felt extremely sick, and lay down and vomited for a while.

Xing Ming just watched quietly, and when Wei Yao finished vomiting, he took the tissue and handed it to Wei Yao.

Wei Yao waved his hand away: "Stay away from me."

Wei Yao said coldly.

Xing Ming didn't leave, but moved a little closer. He put his arms around Wei Yao's waist.

"Stomach upset?"

He had seen Wei Yao press his stomach before, so it should be the problem here.

"I gave you permission to touch me?"

Wei Yao turned around, raised his hand and pushed Xing Ming away.

Xing Ming stepped back, almost lost his footing, and staggered a step.

After standing still, he lowered his head and laughed.

The next moment he stepped forward suddenly, and rushed in front of Wei Yao with a few strides. Before Wei Yao raised his hand and was about to beat him up, he clasped Wei Yao's hand, and clasped Wei Yao's other hand as well. Press them together on the sink.

Wei Yao was already uncomfortable, but Xing Ming wanted to come to provoke him, his eyes were burning with anger, and his cheek muscles were trembling.

"You want to die?"

Wei Yao looked stern.

"You're not feeling well, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, get out, I feel disgusted when I see you."

Xing Ming knew that Wei Yao hated him, and felt sick when he saw him, but now seeing Wei Yao obviously felt so uncomfortable, he wanted to push him away.

Xing Ming didn't care about it before, but today he felt a lot of strong emotions.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Xing Ming repeated this sentence, and for a moment his whole body was extremely strong, and the aura of coercion invaded Wei Yao's whole body.

"Do you not understand human language, I will let you go."

"Your dead face, I see nausea and want to vomit, don't touch me, take your dirty hands away."

Wei Yao's words became sharper and sharper, and he hated Xing Ming to the extreme.

At that moment, Xing Ming's heart stabbed fiercely. When he saw the extreme disgust in Wei Yao's eyes, Xing Ming not only felt a stabbing pain in his heart, but also felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

"Wei Yao, I don't want to fight with you."

Xing Ming's tone was threatening.

"fight?"

Wei Yao laughed, and slammed forward with his body, smashed Xing Ming away with his shoulder, and broke away from the opponent's hand. Wei Yao grabbed Xing Ming's hair, grabbed the opponent's head, and turned sideways to the wall whip.

Xing Ming immediately supported the wall, but Wei Yao failed to hit his head smoothly, so he clenched his fist and slammed into Xing Ming's abdomen viciously. Xing Ming received a solid punch, and he rarely felt angry Emotions.

But when Wei Yao resisted him like this, he seemed to finally understand what anger is. At that time, he had an idea to stop Wei Yao from resisting him. Xing Ming grabbed Wei Yao's shoulders and pressed Wei Yao against the wall. , and then planned to pinch Wei Yao's neck to calm Wei Yao down.

Just as his fingers touched the soft skin, Wei Yao suddenly let out an ah, his body slowly slid up to the ground, squatting on the ground, Wei Yao covered his stomach, sweat flowed out from his face, and the pain flowed out sweat.

Xing Ming seemed to be at a loss for a moment, and the next second he approached Wei Yao and hugged him directly.

Wei Yao wanted to break free, but the abdominal cramps were so severe that his whole body was convulsed by the pain.

Just being hugged by Xing Ming, Wei Yao grabbed Xing Ming's clothes, and his lips turned pale instantly.

Walking quickly outside, everyone suddenly saw Xing Ming holding Wei Yao out, and they all got up in shock, but Xing Ming walked extremely fast and left in the blink of an eye.

After a while, everyone came to their senses and chased them out. They chased downstairs, and Xing Ming didn't even have time to call the driver. He drove Wei Yao to the hospital.