The man rudely stuffed him into the back seat, then got into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove forward without a word.

Even if he didn't speak, Xu Xizhou could feel the strong anger on Zhuang Jingchun's body, as if it could melt the whole car.

Back to the hotel.

Xu Xizhou was carried back to the room by Zhuang Jingchun in the same posture, and threw it heavily on the big bed in the room.

With an empty stomach, stimulated by alcohol, and carried by Zhuang Jingchun all the way on his shoulders, Xu Xizhou was extremely uncomfortable, and tried to hold up his body and wanted to sit up.

Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder, the man pushed him back, and Xu Xizhou's head sank into the soft pillow again.

Zhuang Jingchun tore off his tie, knelt on one leg between his legs, and stared at him with particularly gloomy eyes.

"Where else do you want to run?"

Chapter 102 Communication

Zhuang Jingchun's eyes were slightly red due to strong anger and worry, his handsome facial features were condensed with a layer of frost, and he reached out and pressed Xu Xizhou's shoulder, making his collarbone aching faintly.

"If I come back later, what will happen? Have you thought about it? Xu Xizhou, can you stop being so headstrong?!"

Even though he knew in his heart that Zhuang Jingchun was too worried about him and didn't say anything, Xu Xizhou's chest was still a little cold.

He grabbed the sheet under him with his fingers, and said a little to himself, "Yeah, I've always been so willful, did you know it on the first day? Just leave me alone."

"I don't care about you?"

Zhuang Jingchun sneered as if he had heard some big joke. He squeezed Xu Xizhou's chin and forced the boy to look directly at him.

"I'm your boyfriend, I can't take care of you? You don't bring your mobile phone or wallet, just run out like this, and even go into the bar to drink. Do you know how dangerous it is? Do you not care about my feelings at all?"

This is the first time that he and Zhuang Jingchun have quarreled so fiercely. They are clearly in love, but when their temper comes up, they can say the most cruel words against their will. It seems that he will not give up until he pierces the heart of the other party.

"Since you think I'm so troublesome, let's just break up."

Hearing the word "break up", Zhuang Jingchun's expression suddenly changed, looking at the boy under him in disbelief.

Xu Xizhou clearly saw the pain in his eyes. It was as if a dull knife was cutting his flesh and blood in his chest, blood dripping, but his mouth was uncontrollably saying hurtful words.

"I'm not what you expected. I have a bad temper and an average personality. Apart from being able to drive a car, I have no other advantages. By the way, I can't drive a car now, why don't you go to the paddock and find another..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was gagged. Zhuang Jingchun almost clenched his teeth and kissed the chattering mouth, his teeth collided with his teeth, and he attacked the city unscrupulously.

It was like a storm swept over, Zhuang Jingchun's kiss had a strong sense of pain, love and hate intertwined, and he soon bit his lower lip out of blood.

After Xu Xizhou was carried back by him, his stomach was already uncomfortable, and now his head was groggy. Due to the lack of oxygen, he felt an unbearable suffocation in his chest, and his breathing was a little short.

Zhuang Jingchun let go of him, only to find that his face was extremely pale and his facial features were slightly distorted.

"Xiaozhou, I..."

As soon as his eyes touched the boy's bloodless lips, Zhuang Jingchun regretted it. How could Xu Xizhou really want to break up with him, but it was just an angry talk. But he just treated him so rudely...

Xu Xizhou's expression suddenly changed, he pressed his stomach, got out of bed quickly, and ran all the way to the bathroom.

He hadn't eaten dinner, his stomach was empty, and he drank two more cocktails. At this moment, except for a little sour water, he couldn't vomit up, so he could only retching by holding on to the toilet.

Zhuang Jingchun saw him kneeling on the ground and quickly helped him up. Xu Xizhou leaned against him with little strength, the stomach cramps tormented him one after another, and soon, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and the fireproof suit on his body was soaked.

Zhuang Jingchun looked at his pained face, and regretted that his bowels were blue. He quickly called the hotel and asked the family doctor to come over. He carried Xu Xizhou to the bed, changed him into pajamas, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wet towel.

After Xu Xizhou lay down, he still felt uncomfortable. From time to time, he would turn to his side, retching with the trash can. When the family doctor came, his symptoms improved slightly, but his cheeks were still bloodless, and his body was shaking.

"It was caused by the stimulation of low blood sugar and alcohol. He had run a game in the afternoon, his body consumed a lot, and he was almost in a state of dehydration. As a result, he did not replenish energy in time... Plus he drank alcohol, which caused the current appearance. ."

The family doctor gave Xu Xizhou a preliminary examination, and after confirming that the body temperature was normal, the frowning brows loosened slightly.

"I'll give him some glucose first, and when he's better, let him eat something light. It's not a big problem, it should be fine after a day's rest."

"Doctor, I'm sorry to bother you."

After sending the family doctor away, Zhuang Jingchun returned to the bedroom and looked at the boy lying on the bed, her brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Xu Xizhou probably exhausted his physical strength to the extreme. After he stopped retching, he lay on the bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.

When he woke up, the needle in his hand had been pulled out, and there were still two empty infusion bags on the bedside table.

Zhuang Jingchun had been sitting next to him, and when he saw Xu Xizhou open his eyes, he immediately got up to look at him.

"Xiaozhou, do you feel better?"

Xu Xizhou pulled the quilt down a little, revealing most of his face and a pair of dark eyes.

"Well, I want to drink water."

Zhuang Jingchun handed him a glass of warm water, and after drinking half of the glass, Xu Xizhou's feeling that the deep part of Xu Xizhou's throat seemed to be burned by flames was relieved.

After drinking the water, he retracted back into the quilt, revealing only a pair of eyes. The thick eyelashes drooped slightly, not looking at Zhuang Jingchun, but staring at the cup on the bedside table.

Zhuang Jingchun looked at the top of his hair and wanted to reach out and rub his black hair, but finally suppressed the desire in his heart.