Seeing that Sophia frowned and covered her mouth with her hand, Victor squatted down in a hurry and asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't you like eggs? "
Eggs? Sophia felt so disgusted that she almost vomited. Victor didn't expect that Sophia would vomit on his body, and the porridge on his clothes was still hanging.
"Ah, I'm sorry. It's all the egg's fault... HMM... " Sophia apologized to Victor and then pointed at the egg. But as soon as she saw the egg, she felt disgusted again. She covered her mouth and ran to the trash can to vomit.
"Ewww..."
Victor stood up and took off his coat. Fortunately, Sophia didn't throw up to his shirt inside. Looking at Sophia that she seemed to be very uncomfortable, he took a few pieces of paper for her and handed them to her. Then he helped her to smooth her back and asked with concern, "How are you?"
"It's okay. Take that thing away." Sophia took the paper from him and wiped her mouth. The egg had made her suffer a lot. Why did she have a big reaction to the egg? Oh, no, when she thought of the egg, she vomited again.
Victor frowned and thought, 'Is my cooking so disgusting?' But he still closed the box and threw it away after thinking for a long time. Then he took a piece of paper to comfort Sophia.
Without the smell of eggs, Sophia became much better. She didn't even dare to sit on the place where the eggs were put, and she had to use an air fresher to get close to the place.
Victor was stunned by her reaction. After looking at her for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "Sophia. What's wrong with you? Are you so disgusted with the things I made all of a sudden?"
"What?" Sophia was stunned by his words. Thinking that Victor might have misunderstood her, but she couldn't explain it to him, she had to say with worry, "No. I'm a little disgusted with eggs now, not because of you."
"Really? You didn't hate eggs before. Why you hate it now?" Victor smiled helplessly, but looked at Sophia of his eyes, which made Sophia unconsciously scared. Thinking of the suit on Victor that she vomited on, she said, "Put your coat here first. I'll send it to the dry cleaning shop later."
"I don't like the smell of clothes washed out in a common dry cleaning shop." Victor stretched out his hands and sat directly on the sofa, looking at Sophia, it seemed that he was asking Sophia what she wanted to do.
"I can ask them to wash it by hands, not machine." Sophia frowned. His clothes were usually put in the dry cleaning shop in the past! Why was he so hard to please now?
"You know I don't like others to touch my clothes." Victor put on airs as a master.
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