Su Yinhe vomited spectacularly.
Lin Murong was sulkily looking on from the side.
With such a handsome face, the Galaxy actually found him disgusting.
No taste.
Thankfully, Su Yinhe didn't have much in her stomach; despite retching for ages, she barely brought anything up—just some acidic fluid.
If she really threw something up, she reckoned she'd feel even sicker.
Ever since she was young, she had been terrified of seeing others vomit. If she saw someone else vomit, she would start imagining and end up vomiting herself. She couldn't even glance at vomit because it genuinely made her sick.
Chi Yan had no idea what had happened to her and silently passed a cup of warm tap water for her to rinse her mouth.
"Thank you." After Su Yinhe took it and rinsed out her mouth, a strange taste lingered following her vomiting.
She drank the rest.
Meanwhile, Lin Murong continued to sulk.
He became introverted.
Because Su Yinhe vomited while looking at him.