Chapter 249 Wood, open the door!

  The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi took Mu Yi's nanny car to the film and television base.

  When she got into the car, she found that Ling Zihuan was very depressed. She hugged her belly in the chair, and her small face was white.

  "Uncomfortable?" Yan Shiqi reached out and probed her forehead, feeling a bit of cold sweat, and then touched her face, full of coolness.

  Ling Zihuan took her warm hand and put it in her arms, "Sister, my mother's eldest sister is here, please warm me up..."

  Yan Shiqi was stunned for a second, and then...

  Oh, my aunt is here!

  It may be that Mu Yi was in the car, so the little girl was not embarrassed to say so.

Seeing her miserable look, Yan Shiqi felt very distressed. She was about to arrive at the film and television base. She looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Mu Yi, you will send Huanhuan back to the hotel in a while, and go to the hotel kitchen. Say it and make her some **** soup."

   "No way..." Ling Zihuan was the first to refute this, "I want to accompany you to try on outfits. There are so many celebrities present, there must be assistants, sister, you can't live without it."

  The little girl is a bit stubborn, and she must not hold the Seventeenth Sister behind when it comes to things that need to fight scenes.

  Yan Shiqi squeezed her face angrily, "You don't need to worry about this. The base is here, Mu Yi, send her back."

   "Sister..."

  Ling Zihuan shouted behind her, but Yan Shiqi got out of the car quickly and walked into the film and television base.

  Seeing this, the little girl is holding her belly and is about to follow.

  But... the electric door was closed.

  Ling Zihuan patted the car door and turned his head, "Wood, open the door."

  She didn’t want to leave Sister Seventeen alone on the set for her own reasons.

   Cheng Zong is not there, what if someone taunts her?

  At this time, Mu Yi turned the steering wheel unheard, his calm tone could not be heard, "Sit down."

  Ling Zihuan was choked and patted the car door twice. The film and television base in front of her had gradually shrunk as the car traveled. She returned to the chair discouragedly. After such a toss, she felt more pain in her stomach.

  Small face, sweat came out again.

  Mu Yi drove very fast. He planned to send Ling Zihuan back to the hotel before turning back to the base.

  His mission and duty is to protect the safety of his wife.

  When he parked the car at the entrance of the hotel, he opened the electric door, and he got out of the car.

   Coming to the door of the carriage, he looked at Ling Zihuan, who was lying on the sofa and wet his forehead with cold sweat, and his tone softened casually, "Come down, we are at the hotel."

   "Where is it, Mu Mu, you are not obedient, I said I will accompany Sister Seventeen to the studio..."

  It can be seen that the little girl is very uncomfortable and her tone is very aggressive.

  Auntie hurts this kind of thing, and those who have experienced it will know how unforgettable it is.

  She also had dysmenorrhea before, but in Licheng, where the temperature is moderate, she has never been so serious.

  It is roughly because the temperature in the northern part of the Imperial Capital is relatively low, and the wind is also strong. She spent an afternoon strolling with Mu Mu in the water town yesterday and caught a cold.

Mu Yi stood outside the door, watching her face pale in pain and still not forgetting to talk. He pulled her lips helplessly, bent into the carriage, bent her leg and squatted beside her, coaxing and saying, "I will first I'll take you back, Madam, I will follow."

  Ling Zihuan turned his head and glanced at him, frowning her little brows a little tangledly, "Then...then you remember to prepare hot water for your sister, the thermos cup is in that small bag, there are mints, tissues, a small fan..."

  The more she talked, the weaker her voice became. It hurts too much!

"Oh, I see."

  In the end, Ling Zihuan was helped by Mu Yi to get out of the car.

  The feeling of falling stomach cramps made her walk dumbly. When she stepped up the steps in front of the lobby, her eyes were flooded with water, and she pushed Mu Yi stubbornly away, "I will go back by myself. Go to the studio."

  (End of this chapter)