My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

"Uh"

The corner of Qin Yu's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry!"

Yan Mingyu was also stunned. This must be too embarrassing. She actually vomited all over her body.

"It's okay. Mr. Yan, sit down for a while. I'll take care of it!"

Qin Yu waved his hand.

As a child who grew up in a rural area, I am not so pretentious. What's more, Yan Mingyu didn't eat anything at night and all she vomited was some wine.

After wiping his shirt with a tissue, he walked to the bathroom, took out a mop and packed it away.

Yan Mingyu slumped on the sofa, half-squinting her eyes, looking at Qin Yu who was busy going about his business, and couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

Both are called Qin Yu, why would one betray him? One who doesn’t feel dirty or tired, and takes care of herself with all her heart and soul?

If it was this "Qin Yu" who had the flash marriage, would they be very happy together?

"Mr. Yan, drink a glass of water!"

Qin Yu moved quickly. After taking care of the dirty things on the floor, he gave Yan Mingyu a glass of warm water.

"Thanks."

Yan Mingyu took the water glass, took a sip, looked at Qin Yu's stained shirt, thought for a moment and said, "Take off your clothes and put them in the washing machine. It has an automatic drying function. You can wear them soon!"

"No need, Mr. Yan!"

Qin Yu waved his hand hurriedly. How could he have the nerve to take off his clothes at Yan Mingyu's house when he was alone?

"Can I still eat you?"

Yan Mingyu's eyes widened. She couldn't let Qin Yu smell bad and take a taxi back, right?

".All right!"

Qin Yu had no choice but to nod.

"I'm going up to rest. You can go back when your clothes are dry. You can come to the company two hours later tomorrow, and you won't be counted as late!"

After Yan Mingyu finished speaking, he held his head slightly and went upstairs.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan!"

Qin Yu was a little moved.

Although in the company, Yan Mingyu gives people a decisive and ruthless feeling. However, it is quite good for my little bodyguard.

Then, he walked into the bathroom, took off his shirt and threw it into the washing machine.

Maybe half an hour later, the shirt is washed and dried.

Qin Yu took it out and put it on again before walking out of the bathroom.

"boom!"

At this time, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from upstairs.

"what happened?"

Qin Yu was startled and ran upstairs in a few steps: "Mr. Yan."

"I am over here"

Yan Mingyu's feeble voice came from a room.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?"

Qin Yu quickly ran over, opened the door, and saw Yan Mingyu half-kneeling on the ground, clutching the right side of her chest tightly.

His smooth forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"My stomach feels so bad!"

Yan Mingyu raised a slightly painful face and said.

"It must be that you didn't eat anything at night and just drank, which hurt your stomach!"

Qin Yu helped Yan Mingyu up and said, "My grandfather is a barefoot doctor. I have learned some massage techniques of traditional Chinese medicine. Let me help you relax!"

"Really?"

Yan Mingyu asked uncertainly.

"Well, when I was in the army, I pressed it on my comrades who had stomach pains, and it worked!"

Qin Yu said with certainty.

"Then you try it!"

Yan Mingyu felt as if a knife was stabbing her stomach, and as if there was a fire burning. The pain was unbearable, and she wanted to relieve the pain as soon as possible.

However, I still couldn't help but ask: "Where are you pressing me?"

After all, your stomach is right under your chest.

That's a woman's secret part.

"Just the feet. Our internal organs have corresponding reflex zones in the soles of our feet!"

Qin Yu said.

"Oh yes!"

Yan Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief. If Qin Yu said he was pressing the lower part of his chest, she really couldn't accept it.

Relatively speaking, the soles of the feet are much better.

In the foot bath center, there are both male and female customers. It is normal to ask a technician to massage your feet.

"Then Mr. Yan, sit down!"

Qin Yu supported Yan Mingyu and sat on the sofa.

She was wearing a beige nightgown with a loose neckline.

A touch of snow-white scenery made Qin Yu's heart beat uncontrollably.

However, Qin Yu is a very controlling person.

He quickly looked away, squatted on the ground, stretched out his hand and held Yan Mingyu's beautiful white feet.

The white and tender toes are like little carrot heads.

Slender and round, as if it were boneless.

Unexpectedly, this woman not only has a stunning face, but her feet are also so beautiful!

Qin Yu was slightly distracted for a moment.

"Can you do it?"

Yan Mingyu looked a little unhappy when she saw Qin Yu holding her little foot motionless.

"Sorry, Mr. Yan, right away!"

Qin Yu came back to his senses, bent his index finger, pressed it against the gastric reflex area on the palm of Yan Mingyu's foot, and started massaging it.

"what"

Yan Mingyu had never had a pedicure before, so she couldn't adapt to this feeling of swelling and pain.

I couldn't help but scream.

The next second, he bit his lip tightly and glared at Qin Yu: "What are you doing? Why does it hurt so much?"

"Uh, Mr. Yan, please bear with me for half a minute at most. If your situation doesn't improve and you want to kill or cut into pieces, I'll let you do whatever you want, okay?"

Qin Yu raised his head and said seriously.

"Okay, I'll give you half a minute!"

Yan Mingyu said coldly.

If this man is taking the opportunity to belittle himself, he will definitely die in an ugly way.

"Well, your gastric reflex area is currently cyan, which means you have symptoms of stomach cold and indigestion. Just wait until it turns red!"

Qin Yu said while pressing the palms of Yan Mingyu's feet.

From this angle, you can see Yan Mingyu's entire snow-white and slender legs.

He couldn't help but lower his head and slide his Adam's apple.

Fortunately, his method is indeed effective.

Yan Mingyu felt that the tingling and burning sensation in her stomach gradually subsided.

I simply closed my eyes, enjoyed it, and finally fell asleep.

"Mr. Yan."

Until Qin Yu woke her up again, holding a bowl of fragrant clear soup egg noodles in his hand and placing it on the coffee table: "Eat something, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable tomorrow. If nothing happens, I'll go back!"

".Thanks!"

Qin Yu's thoughtfulness made Yan Mingyu feel warm in her heart.

"I'm leaving!"

Qin Yu turned around, closed the door, and left the room.

"Oh, they are all called Qin Yu, why is there such a big difference?"

Yan Mingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly when she looked at the egg noodles that were full of color, flavor and flavor. She thought of the dog man who made her sick again.

After shaking his head, he walked to the coffee table, picked up the bowl and started eating.

"good to eat!"

I thought that what a man cooks is only edible. But I didn't expect it to taste quite good.

No worse than a full-time nanny who takes leave to go back to her hometown.

After a bowl of noodles, Yan Mingyu felt like she was alive again.

He took a long breath, thought for a while, and dialed the number of the "major shareholder": "Xiaoxiao, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Hehe, honey, have you forgotten that I am a doctor? I took a hangover pill when I got home. What about you?"

Liu Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"I'm fine too. By the way, do you know a lawyer? Help me find one. I want to dissolve my marriage with that bitch as soon as possible!"

Yan Mingyu's company has a lawyer, but divorce is a private matter and she doesn't want to make it known to everyone.