After feeling the movement of his hand, I subconsciously looked back at him.
In the darkness, Duan Qiao closed his eyes, not knowing if he was asleep or what, but he never stopped his hands anyway.
I stared at Duan Qiao with some tears, but suddenly heard him say, "Doesn't my neck hurt like this?"
I snickered, turned around and closed my eyes quietly.
Moved to enjoy the special service given by Duanqiao who was asleep.
I don't know what time it is, I have slowly passed by.
However, I don't know when Duan Qiao stopped his movements.
But before I finally lost consciousness and went to sleep, I could still vaguely feel the movement of Duan Qiao's hand, as if I had never stopped.
However, the good times did not last long. Even when we turned off the lights and when I charged my phone, I paid attention to the time. It was already early in the morning.
But then it was because of my overeating, and after sleeping for an unknown period of time, I woke up with a strong stomachache.
At this time, I really felt that Duan Qiao was like a prophet. He had predicted everything when he put the rice in the microwave.
At that time, Duan Qiao asked me suspiciously, would he not feel stomach pain after another meal.
I remember that I was full of certainty and told him, no.
But now, being dominated by a strong stomach sensation, he no longer dared to say this.
Duan Qiao's hand was still on my waist. Although he was not rubbing my stomach anymore, he still held my stomach tightly to make my stomach at least warmer.
After all, Duan Qiao was very tired tonight. I was afraid that he would sleep too lightly because of his tiredness, so he didn't dare to do much activity at all.
But soon, the feeling of sex made me feel so painful that I wanted to go to the bathroom.
I took it lightly and tried to put Duan Qiao's hand off my body in slow motion as much as possible. After helping him to cover the quilt, I crept to the toilet by myself.
I squatted on the toilet and brewed for a while, after the gastrointestinal tract finally became smoother.
There was a burst of pain that couldn't help but scream again.
I was afraid that my voice would make Duan Qiao noisy, so I had to stretch out my arm and bit my finger.
After a lot of diarrhea, I felt that when I ate at night, I was almost in my throat.
But when I was about to get up, I felt that my stomach was uncomfortable and needed to be excreted.
It was so painful that my body was curled up on my lap.
I raised my head and moved a small wooden stool in front of me. Biting my fingers was too painful. Although the pain of the fingers helped me share some of the pain in my stomach, my hand was completely bitten and red. A few more hard strokes will cause bleeding from the bite.
In order not to make the scene so bloody, I was still ready to vent the pain I had nowhere to release on the wooden bench.
I stretched out my hand and glanced at the palm of my hand, the position of my elbow was also pinched unscrupulously by my nails, leaving deep finger marks.
I couldn't help feeling sorry for myself, and there was a voice in my heart roaring, I will never eat so much at night.
In fact, I often have stomachaches. After taking painkillers or having a stomachache before, I can basically get better. At most, my stomach will get better after Duan Qiao rubs it for a while.
After being taken care of by Duan Qiao this time, he was almost healed, but he didn't expect to wake up from the pain again.
I don’t know if I ate too much this time or something, but I always gradually became vomiting and diarrhea later.
I pinched my entire nail on the surface of the wooden stool.
Soon, the smooth wooden stool was abruptly pinched by my nails.
Then, I got up again and sat down on the wooden bench.
One inadvertently spit out toward the toilet seat.
I kept spitting out, feeling that in the end even the bile was about to spit out, but I still felt uncomfortable for the stomach to be congested.
I don't know why, every time I vomit, I keep crying, and I look very wronged, as if I was abused by someone.
I was wiping my tears while excreting food that shouldn't be eaten in my stomach.
Trying to reduce his coughing sound still awakened Duan Qiao.
Because just after I vomited, I heard Duan Qiao's voice calling me vaguely.
"Yichu?"
Before I could answer, Duan Qiao got up and came to me.
Seeing my red eyes and tears and snot on my face, Duan Qiao wanted to laugh while expressing his distress.
I am also very painful.
Still did not stop vomiting.
Afraid that Duan Qiao felt uncomfortable, he kept flushing the toilet.
Duan Qiao patted me on the back and said softly, "It's okay, I will rush together when I finish vomiting."
I was still stubborn and kept doing the movements in my hands, vomiting a little, and washing away a little with water.
Duan Qiao asked me again, "Is it uncomfortable?"
When I was alone just now, it was obviously more uncomfortable.
Now I don’t know if it’s because the excrement is almost processed or Duan Qiao is really useful by my side, anyway, I will soon be less uncomfortable.
I urged Duan Qiao to leave the bathroom and go back to rest, but Duan Qiao insisted not to leave and couldn't worry about me.
He didn't leave obediently until I asked him to pick up a glass of water for me.
As soon as he left, I stood up all at once, pointed my entire head at the toilet, and vomited hard for the last time.
After Duan Qiao came back from receiving the water, I rinsed my mouth and blown my nose vigorously, only to finally get better.
Duan Qiao hugged my princess without saying a word.
It was different from falling me down all at once, but this time I was carefully placed next to the bed, and then the quilt was slowly covered on my body.
After I lay down, he started rummaging through his bag again, and later found out the stomach medicine and gave it to me.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, one hand propped my body and stuffed the medicine into my mouth, and the other hand held the cup for me to swallow.
After I took the medicine, he put the cup on the bedside table first, and then slowly let me lie flat, and dropped a sentence, "Wait for me to come back."
He took the cup and went out.
Duan Qiao's domineering use at this time always makes my heart empty.
Then I just lay down obediently, waiting for Duan Qiao to come back.
He turned off the light first, then got into the quilt and held me in his arms.
I dared not touch him with my feet because it was too cold, but Duan Qiao used his legs to hook my legs and his body together.
Although he couldn't help making a hissing sound when my foot touched him.
But when I was about to take my feet away, I caught me with my feet and said, "Don't move!"
I obediently buried my head on his chest, and his hands attached to my belly again, rubbing my belly more delicately.
I hid in the bed and smiled secretly, preparing to sleep again under the full shelter of Duan Qiao.
This time, the stomach finally became less uncomfortable, and even the feet, which had been cold for a long time, became much warmer.