Kiss you, kiss you, I want to control you

Chapter 107 Morning Sickness

Fu Zhannan looked at the person in his arms and felt uncomfortable.

Qiao Sheng had just vomited and had no strength left. She lay on Fu Zhannan's shoulder feeling uncomfortable.

"Madam, you are suffering from morning sickness." Aunt Wang saw it at a glance.

"Shengsheng, let me take you to the hospital."

Seeing that his wife was in so much pain, Fu Zhannan wanted to take her to the hospital.

Qiao Sheng shook his head.

"Don't want to go?"

"It's okay, this is normal. I'll be fine after a rest." Qiao Sheng had no strength left. She clasped Fu Zhanan's neck with her little hands and leaned weakly on Fu Zhanan.

Seeing Qiao Sheng looking uncomfortable, Fu Zhannan patted his back gently, trying to make his wife feel better.

Qiao Sheng sat on Fu Zhannan's lap, leaning against him.

Because it was too painful, Qiao Sheng simply closed his eyes.

Fu Zhannan lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms. Seeing his wife closing her eyes and looking very uncomfortable, he felt like a huge stone was pressing on his heart.

Qiao Sheng lay in Fu Zhan'nan's arms for a long time before slowly recovering.

Seeing that his wife had recovered a little, Fu Zhannan wanted to let his wife eat something.

"Shengsheng, would you like to eat something?"

Qiao Sheng said nothing and just shook his head quietly.

"I do not want to eat?"

"Ah."

Qiao Sheng was very hungry and wanted to eat, but she would vomit as soon as she ate, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"You have to eat, Shengsheng." Fu Zhannan knew that his wife was upset, so for her sake he could only persuade himself to eat something.

"Would you like to eat something, Shengsheng?"

Seeing that Qiao Sheng didn't say anything, Fu Zhannan continued, "What does Shengsheng want to eat? Can your husband make it for you?"

"I want to eat the noodles you made." Qiao Sheng thought about it.

"Okay, sit here for a while, and your husband will make noodles for you."

"Ah."

When Fu Zhannan saw Qiao Sheng agreed, he let her go and went to the kitchen to prepare noodles for his wife.

Fu Zhannan was afraid that his wife would be hungry for too long, so he hurried to the kitchen to make noodles for her.

It was the first time that Aunt Wang saw her young master cooking. She was afraid that he didn’t know how to cook, so she asked him to stay with her young mistress while she made the noodles.

"Master, let me make noodles for Madam. You go outside and keep Madam company."

"No, I'll do it."

"But..." Aunt Wang was worried that Fu Zhannan wouldn't do it, so she stood in the kitchen, hesitating and unwilling to leave.

"Auntie Wang, I can do it, don't worry, go and help me look after my wife."

"Okay, Master."

After hearing her young master say this, Wang Ma walked out of the kitchen.

"Young Madam, please drink some warm water."

"Okay, thank you...thank you, Queen Mother."

"You're welcome." Seeing Qiao Sheng's pale face, Wang Ma also felt sorry for her own young mistress.

Qiao Sheng took a few sips of warm water, put down the cup and leaned back in his chair.

She had just vomited a lot of acid, which was burning her throat.

Nuomi knew that his mother had vomited, so he lay at her feet.

Fu Zhannan moved quickly and prepared a bowl of noodles for his wife in a short while.

He brought the food out and put it on the dining table, then hurried to see his wife.

"Shengsheng, the noodles are ready. How about having a few bites?"

"Ah."

Qiao Sheng took a tentative bite, and the feeling of wanting to vomit did not come over him.

"Eat more, Shengsheng."

"Ah."

Qiao Sheng ate half a bowl and couldn't eat any more.

"Not eating anymore? Shengsheng."

"I can't eat anymore." After eating something, Qiao Sheng's voice was not so weak.

"Ok."

Fu Zhannan didn't force her. If she was hungry later, he would make it for his wife.

"Can I carry you back to your room?"

"No, I can go upstairs by myself. You can eat now. You haven't eaten yet."

"It's okay, it's okay to eat later." Seeing his wife looking so weak, Fu Zhannan no longer had the heart to eat.

Fu Zhannan didn't say anything else. He walked up to his wife and picked her up.

"I'll take you back to your room."

"Ah."

As usual, Qiao Sheng put her arms around Fu Zhannan's neck and leaned in his arms.

When Nuomi saw his parents going upstairs, he immediately followed them upstairs.

Bedroom upstairs.

Fu Zhannan carried Qiao Sheng upstairs. After carrying his wife upstairs, Fu Zhannan was not in a hurry to leave, for fear that his wife would be sad again after he left.

"Come downstairs and have dinner."

"It's okay. I'll stay with you for a while."

Qiao Sheng leaned against the head of the bed to calm down, and Fu Zhannan watched over her.

After Qiao Sheng felt better, he went to the bathroom and took a shower.

After seeing his wife go to the bathroom to take a shower, Fu Zhannan hurried to the study to see if there was any way to relieve morning sickness.

When Qiao Sheng came out of the shower, he didn't see Fu Zhannan and thought that Fu Zhannan had gone downstairs to eat.

Feeling a little tired, she threw back the quilt and lay down on the bed, ready to take a nap.

When Fu Zhannan came back from the study, he found that his wife had fallen asleep.

Fu Zhannan went downstairs only after covering his wife with the quilt.

Downstairs, Aunt Wang cleaned up the noodles that Qiao Sheng had just eaten.

"Master."

"Ah."

"Please eat first."

"Ah."

Fu Zhannan didn't have much appetite, so he ate a few bites and then didn't go back upstairs to accompany his wife.

Qiao Sheng was not sleeping well upstairs, so Fu Zhannan took a shower and immediately lay down on the bed to accompany his wife.

The sleeping Qiao Sheng smelled a familiar scent and immediately leaned towards Fu Zhannan.

Seeing this, Fu Zhannan opened his arms and held his wife in his arms.

"Fu Zhannan."

"Well, what's wrong, Shengsheng?"

Fu Zhannan thought his wife had woken up, but when he took a look at the pregnant woman, he realized that his wife was just talking in her sleep.

"I'm here, Shengsheng."

"Go to sleep."

Fu Zhannan hugged his wife, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

***

morning.

When Qiao Sheng was eating, he vomited for a long time just like he did last night.

After vomiting, Qiao Sheng sat weakly on the sofa, his face pale.

Fu Zhannan felt so distressed when he saw his wife vomiting like this again.

"Shengsheng, are you okay?"

Qiao Sheng felt so uncomfortable that he didn't want to talk. Leaning in Fu Zhan'nan's arms, he seemed to have lost his life.

Seeing his wife like this, Fu Zhannan kept holding her. After she felt a little better, he asked Qiao Sheng what she wanted to eat.

"Shengsheng, what do you want to eat? Can I make it for you?"

"I...I want to eat the sandwich you made."

"Okay, I'll do it for you." Fu Zhannan touched his wife's head lovingly.

"Ah."

Seeing that his wife wanted to eat a sandwich, Fu Zhannan hurried to make the sandwich she wanted.

After finishing the meal, Qiao Sheng ate the sandwich made by her husband without any feeling of vomiting.

It was obviously the same thing, but she was fine when eating food made by Fu Zhannan, but she kept vomiting when eating food made by others.