Tangling with the Western Commander - Chapter 309

Chapter 309: Chapter 306: She Has Morning Sickness Chapter 309: Chapter 306: She Has Morning Sickness Even though she knew she had to leave, she hadn’t expected everything to happen so quickly.

“…”

Holding her phone in one hand, she slowly lifted her eyes to look at Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao had also awakened by now, glanced at her and swept a look outside at the hazy sky, then lifted the blanket to pull it up for her.

His morning voice was somewhat hoarse:
“What’s wrong, are you feeling unwell? You look a bit pale.”

Indeed, Wen Xian’s complexion was somewhat pale.

She was about to leave soon, almost as soon as she packed her stuff she would rush to the airport; she couldn’t stay long.

A deep sense of reluctance suddenly surged in Wen Xian’s heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She shook her head slightly, just about to say it was nothing.

However, just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach.

The next second, she quickly covered her mouth, jumped out of bed, and ran to the bathroom.

Seeing her sudden change in color, Lu Xiao threw off the blanket and followed her immediately.

Wen Xian felt uncomfortable in her stomach and was weak all over, but it didn’t take long before she felt much better.

Lu Xiao, however, was worried sick.

He feared that with the bad weather at this time, she might catch a cold or flu.

Later, seeing her complexion improve, he finally felt somewhat relieved.

He came down early and told his mother to cook some plain porridge for her, to nurture her stomach.

His mother, upon hearing this, agreed immediately with concern.

However, it was only later, during the rice washing, that she seemed to suddenly remember something, pausing briefly in her movements.

Wait a minute.

What did Lu just say? Did he say Xiaowen’s stomach was uncomfortable?

What exactly does this discomfort mean, could it be…

His mother seemed to think of something, her eyes suddenly widened.

…

Nine o’clock in the morning.

Wen Xian had already gone downstairs to eat.

At this moment, in a guest room on the second floor.

Huo Qi groggily supported his hung-over, terribly aching head as he sat up.

As his consciousness gradually cleared, the blanket slid down, exposing his bare skin to the slightly cool air of the room.

His body stiffened suddenly.

He foolishly put down his hand, lifted the blanket, and blankly stared at his body.

Damn.

What’s going on here?

How did he end up wearing only a–
He pulled the blanket up to his chest and hastily looked around the room, but the more he looked, the more rigid and ugly his expression became.

On the floor, on the bed, lay his and someone else’s–clothes.

He immediately got out of bed, finding himself left with only boxer shorts.

Although Huo Qi looked thin, he actually wasn’t that slender, and a faint six-pack could be seen on his abdomen.

Just as he quickly picked up his pants from the floor to put them on, suddenly–
The bathroom door was abruptly opened from the inside.

Huo Qi’s whole body jolted, his gaze swiftly turning that way.

His eyes filled with panic.

There was someone else there!

However, when he saw the scene that followed, he was completely petrified.

A tall figure walked out from the inside.

Wearing only a towel around his lower body.

He was wiping his jet-black hair.

His upper body displayed perfectly smooth muscle contours, the daily exercise evident in his solid yet understated abs.

Water droplets traced down his abs and Adonis belt, eventually disappearing into the towel around his hips.

He wasn’t wearing glasses.

He looked less scholarly than usual but more sharply imposing and calm.

Watching this scene, Huo Qi felt as if he had been struck by a thunderclap–!

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