Hey, that big guy, I've teased

Chapter 550
During the dinner, all the invited guests were present.The big banquet hall and the small banquet hall in Liluo Villa are full of seats.

Ling Qiushui still came, together with Ling Chengxi.The old man felt that no matter how the Ling family fell apart, it must be complete in the eyes of outsiders.

Therefore, even if Ling Cheng is not the root of the Ling family, he cannot miss Ling Chengzhi's wedding.

But Ling Chengzhi didn't like to see Ling Chengxi very much. Just in case, he arranged them in a small banquet hall and asked Chen Yu to send a few people to watch them.

Once there is trouble, get out without anyone noticing.

At the dinner, Sheng Ying wore a long-sleeved red heavy silk cheongsam with a lifelike phoenix embroidered with gold silk.

The makeup is very heavy, and her long hair is also tied into a bun. With the red diamond jewelry that complements each other, she looks extravagant.

Standing with Ling Chengzhi, she is an absolute man and woman.

There are many Chinese-style wedding etiquettes, and before the wedding day, Sheng Ying was exhausted, and felt a little overwhelmed in the middle of the dinner party.

Her body was not feeling well anywhere, so she whispered to Ling Cheng: "Cheng Zhi, I have to get up early tomorrow to put on makeup, so I'll go to rest first."

Ling Chengzhi was so careless that he didn't notice that Sheng Ying was holding on, so he nodded: "Then you rest first, and I'll be there soon."

Sheng Ying put on her coat and left the banquet hall. As soon as she walked out of the gate, she saw the waiter coming over with a dish of garlic lobster.

The strong aroma of garlic hit her face, and Sheng Ying's stomach was overwhelmed again.

She rushed out of the banquet hall in a hurry, and stood by the flower bed retching for a while before suppressing the nausea.

When I stood up, I was suddenly exhausted.

It was almost a kilometer to go back to the room. After walking a few steps, she felt drenched in cold sweat and couldn't go any further.

It's not tiring.

Sheng Ying knew very well that her physical fitness would never be able to support a wedding.But I just feel tired and weak.

"Aying, do you want me to see you off?"

An Qiao's deep voice came from behind, and Sheng Ying turned his head, only to realize that he had come out at some point, and he seemed to have stood there for quite a while.

"An Qiao, didn't you dine in the banquet hall?"

"Eat well, I just came out to get some air, and I saw you coming out too. Are you feeling unwell? I think your complexion is not very good."

Facing An Qiao, Sheng Ying didn't hide it, and nodded: "It's a little uncomfortable."

"I'll take you back to your room, it's cold here."

"it is good!"

Seeing that Sheng Ying was wearing thin clothes, An Qiao took off his coat and put it on for her, cleaned the electric car used by the villa to transport guests, and wiped the back seat.

"Come up!"

Sheng Ying sat on her side, and at first she was able to straighten her body, but later she leaned against An Qiao's back in discomfort, feeling dizzy.

She is so afraid, tomorrow is the official wedding, what if she is in such a state?
An Qiao rode very slowly, fearing that Sheng Ying might not sit still.

When he was approaching the small courtyard, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked at Sheng Ying thoughtfully: "A Ying, do you want to see a doctor?"

"No, maybe I'm tired, just take a rest." Sheng Ying squeezed her forehead hard, "I don't know if I have a cold."

An Qiao stared at her face and pondered for a long time, then asked softly, "A Ying, are you pregnant?"

Sheng Ying blushed, remembering the early pregnancy test she had tested, and shook her head: "No."

"Oh--"

An Qiao didn't ask any more questions, and rode forward again until he sent Sheng Ying outside the wedding room in the small courtyard.

The yard is very quiet, this is the best room in Liluo Villa.

An Qiao didn't leave immediately, and asked Sheng Ying: "A Ying, do you still remember that I told you that Wu San has a letter with me?"

Sheng Ying stepped in without knowing, and nodded.

"The manuscript records a lot of witchcraft and poison, as well as some intractable diseases in Southeast Asia. It records a very absurd thing, and I think it may be useful to you."

Sheng Ying's expression froze: "What's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)