Mu Qinghuan worried about the release of the door handle, the bathroom door also completely opened, Ji Chenyuan gave another bag to Mu Qinghuan.
"I have something else for you." Ji Chenyuan drooped her eyes and said, "you The pants should be dirty, too. I've bought you a new one. You can change it. "
Mu Qinghuan's face was red to drip blood. She didn't dare to see Ji Chenyuan's face. She grabbed the bag in the man's hand and closed the door with a bang.
Outside, there was a man's low smile voice, "we've seen everything, you're shy."
"Shut up!"
Mu Qinghuan roared angrily.
The man outside seemed to laugh a little more.
Mu Qinghuan changed and grinded and hawed to go out of the bathroom. Ji Chenyuan had already been lying in bed, apparently not sleeping in waiting for her.
Mu Qinghuan thought just now that Ji Chenyuan bought her internal K in person, she couldn't help reddening her face. She walked to the bedside and saw that Ji Chenyuan had already thrown on a small list on the bed. At that time, if you get to the list, you can take it to wash it directly.
Mu Qinghuan's face is even redder.
"Why are we so shy about each other?"
Ji Chen Yuan see Mu Qing Huan blush of the appearance of quick drop blood, not from smile way.
"Who's shy? I'm not, I'm not!"
Mu Qinghuan shakes his head and quickly denies it. He climbs into the bed with both hands and feet. When he gets into the bed, he closes his eyes and pretends to go to bed.
"Well, don't talk, wake up my son, I'm in a hurry with you!"
Mu Qinghuan afraid Ji Chenyuan said what, hastily added a sentence.
Ji Chenyuan's eyes doting on Mu Qinghuan, did not speak again.
Mu Qinghuan lay for a short time, felt that he began to hurt alone, the body subconsciously curled up together.
Dysmenorrhea in women is a big problem in the world.
Men can never understand the pain of dysmenorrhea.
Mu Qinghuan curled up with her eyebrows tightly knit together.
Ji Chenyuan had not slept, see Mu Qinghuan so immediately nervous up, know that she should be the kind of dysmenorrhea women have said.
When he went out to buy tampons, he also asked the shop assistant what to do with dysmenorrhea.
Ji Chenyuan got up silently and went out of the room. Mu Qinghuan noticed it, but she was too uncomfortable now and didn't have time to tangle up what Ji Chenyuan was doing.
She was lying on the bed with her eyebrows frowned and eyes closed, her body shrunk into a small ball, but after a while, her forehead was covered with sweat.
Ji Chen Yuan did not come back for a while, Mu Qinghuan did not open his eyes, but suddenly felt that the quilt was opened, a warm temperature covered his stomach.
Mu Qinghuan finally opened her eyes and found that jichenyuan poured hot water into her abdomen and took some painkillers and a cup of brown sugar water.
"Ginger soup has not been prepared in advance, and it's too late now. I can only soak some brown sugar water for you first, and then I'll get up and drink it, darling." Ji Chen Yuan soft voice way, the voice is gentle and deep, Mu Qinghuan in such a voice, it seems that more feel their pain are more relaxed.
She endured the pain, sat up, Ji Chenyuan directly took people into the arms, feed her to drink.
Mu Qinghuan a little embarrassed, "I'm not that serious, I can drink it myself."
"How long has it been? You've been sweating. It's not serious. I'll feed you." Ji Chen Yuan not from cent said, "tomorrow the day after tomorrow I give you leave, don't go to work, at home to rest for two days, when does not ache, when to go again."
"No, no!" Mu Qinghuan waved her hand in panic.