CEO Wants To Marry Me After Divorce
Chapter 216. If you have the ability, just spit it out

Chapter 216: 216. If you have the ability, just spit it out

His hands held Qiao Xu’s hands above her head, their eyes locked on each other. Just their positioning alone made one’s imagination run wild.

The lights in the ward were off, and the moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Qiao Xu’s eyes.

Her eyes had always been beautiful, large and round. When she looked at him like this, puffing with anger, there was a touch of allure.

Her chest heaved with anger.

Just by looking at her like this, Lu Moqing felt an uncontrollable heat surging from his lower abdomen.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and the look in his eyes became intense as he stared at Qiao Xu.

Gradually, his body involuntarily bent down, closing the already narrow gap between them.

Seeing the obvious change in Lu Moqing’s gaze, Qiao Xu’s eyebrows twitched, "Lu Moqing, I told you to get lost, didn’t you hear me?"

As he got even closer, his hot breath circulated around her nose. Her heart started to race uncontrollably, anxiety, resistance, and anger swept over her in waves.

Lu Moqing’s movement paused, jolted back to reality by her voice.

Realizing his involuntary response just now, Lu Moqing frowned. He wanted to pull away, but seeing the undisguised disgust in Qiao Xu’s eyes, the anger in his heart surged up for no reason.

"Lu Moqing! Move away!"

"No."

He smirked. Not only did he not budge, but his body also pressed closer, his nose touching Qiao Xu’s nose, leaving less than ten centimeters between their lips.

Anyone who opened their mouths to speak would touch the other.

The thin air and tense atmosphere made Qiao Xu’s head spin, and the nauseous feeling in her stomach intensified.

"Lu Moqing, I want to vomit."

Clenching her teeth, she looked at Lu Moqing, suppressing her anger as she spoke.

At that moment, Lu Moqing’s face turned ice-cold.

This damn woman dared to show such disgust towards him.

He propped himself up, glaring at her angrily, his teeth clenched, "Fine, go ahead and vomit, if you have the guts to-"

Before he could finish the word "do it," Qiao Xu really vomited – not only did she vomit, but she also vomited all over him.

Lu Moqing’s face turned as dark as pitch. His eyes blazed with fury as he stared at the revolting vomit splashed all over his pristine white shirt, his face turning an ashen gray.

Glancing sharply at Qiao Xu, he saw her furrowing her brow, looking uncomfortable. The angry words he was about to say were swallowed back down.

He reached over and turned on the room’s lights, revealing the mess on the bed that smelled of alcohol. The sight of it intensified the nauseating sensation in Qiao Xu’s stomach.

Seeing this, Lu Moqing reacted quickly, grabbing the trash bin beside his feet. He had just brought it to Qiao Xu’s mouth when she couldn’t hold back and vomited again.

Looking at her in this state, Lu Moqing couldn’t bring himself to find fault with her. As he held the trash bin, he gently patted her back, his movements unconsciously becoming softer.

It wasn’t until Qiao Xu had finally finished vomiting that he put the trash bin down, poured a glass of water, and fed her a drink.

Qiao Xu’s mouth was filled with the nauseating taste, and without any hesitation, she drank from the glass of water Lu Moqing held up for her, rinsed her mouth, and finally felt a bit more comfortable.

"How are you? Feeling any better?"

He deliberately softened his voice, which now carried an unconscious mixture of anxiety and concern.