"Ugh~"
Just shortly after Zhu Huahua finished speaking, she suddenly turned her head, covering her mouth and gagged.
"What's wrong?" Su Ge raised her eyebrows in curiosity, then looked at the soy milk in her hand, "Is there something wrong with the soy milk?"
"No...nothing's wrong."
Zhu Huahua's expression changed slightly, she grabbed a napkin from the table to wipe her mouth, and continued drinking the soy milk.
Su Ge gave her a suspicious glance but didn't think much of it.
Soon, two sets of meals were brought to the table.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the curry chicken rice was placed in front of Zhu Huahua, she just took one look at it before turning her head and dry heaving again.
"Huahua..."
Su Ge looked at her with a worried face.
What's going on? Isn't curry chicken rice her favorite?
"I'm...I'm fine..." Zhu Huahua seemed a bit uneasy.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"No..."
