Etiquette is still exchanged, this is just a superficial meaning, the real meaning is actually because Li Shanghan saw the pain in Qiu Lan's heart last night, so he wanted to comfort her.

This is the right opportunity.

"Okay, don't worry, the steak and red wine are all prepared by the chef of the hotel, and they don't want to harm you. Li Shanghan lowered his eyes and hooked the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

He politely pulled out the British retro chair in front of Qiu Lan, gentle and elegant, "Sit down." ”

The skeptical Qiu Lan raised her eyebrows, her red lips pursed lightly, "Thank you." ”

At the long English table, the two sat facing each other, and a waiter in a black tuxedo came over with a decanter on the side, and slowly poured the mellow and sweet red wine into the crystal goblet.

Accompanied by melodious music, the atmosphere of the open-air balcony is perfect.

After taking care of everything, the waiter turned and left, leaving only the two of them in the huge place.

"Mrs. Li, the M12 steak here is directly mailed from New Zealand on the same day, it is delicious, and this red wine is 93 years old from the British Jue Ge Manor, and the taste is suitable for the steak, you can try it. ”

I have to admit that Li Shanghan's taste is really good, the scenes and meals he arranged are very suitable, and this red wine is the finishing touch.

Qiu Lan raised the wine glass elegantly and generously, shaking it slightly, and the thick aroma of red wine was instantly released, and the aroma of wine was tangy.

"It's really good. Qiu Lan lowered her eyes, the wine glass was lightly lowered, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her voice was soft, "This red wine has a fresh and simple aroma, a sweet and astringent taste, and a clear layer, and there is a feeling of time precipitation in the final thick taste." ”

Listening to her evaluation, Li Shanghan hooked the corners of his mouth, and a smile of surprise crossed his eyes.

He didn't expect that Qiu Lan could not only simply taste the taste and aroma of this red wine, but also comprehend the feeling it gave people at a deeper level, and her feeling coincided with Li Shanghan's evaluation back then.

"Mrs. Li really didn't expect you to know so much about red wine. Li Shanghan raised his glass, and the mouth of the glass tilted slightly in the direction of Qiu Lan, "cheers." ”

The red wine is drunk as soon as it is drunk, and the aroma lingers in the mouth, leaving a fragrance on the teeth and cheeks.

Drinking pleasantly, drinking too much hurts her body, Qiu Lan did not drink again, but picked up the knife and fork in front of her and began to cut and uncut this piece of selected steak.

The spring breeze gently brushed her ears, the thin clouds of the sky crept away, and the moonlight as clear as snow gently spread down and fell on her shoulders.

Everything seems so beautiful at this moment, you are calm.

Suddenly, a red flame rose between the tall buildings in the distance, and when it flew into the air, it suddenly bloomed, and flickering fires jumped out in an instant, like meteors.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, is someone setting off fireworks?" Qiu Lan put down the things in her hand and strode to the railing, her hands gently resting on the railing, and her eyes were full of surprise at the bright scene in the distance.

On a quiet evening a few days ago, a cluster of fireworks was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment's living room, and Qiu Lan happily ran over, but unfortunately only saw the last bit.

Her loss just happened to be in Li Shanghan's eyes, so all of this was specially prepared by Li Shanghan, and the open-air balcony of this hotel was just the best place to watch the movie.

Standing beside Qiu Lan, Li Shanghan stared at her silently, the corners of his mouth raised.

Fireworks in the distance rose again and again, bloomed again and again, and fell again and again, and the dark sky alternated between light and dark.

After about three minutes, the distant sky fell silent and the fireworks show ended.

Qiu Lan raised her red lips contentedly, with a shallow smile on her face, she raised her chin and felt the caress of the spring breeze comfortably.

Slowly raising his eyes, a starry sky suddenly poured into front of him.

Suddenly, she thought of that night, when she and Li Shanghan were trapped on the top of the mountain, it was also such a starry night sky.

As soon as she thought of this, Qiu Lan involuntarily moved her gaze and glanced at the person on the side, but who knows, his gaze just fell on her.

The two meaningful eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly warmed up.

A shallow flush instantly climbed up Qiu Lan's cheeks, and the hot face made her hurriedly withdraw her gaze.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the two returned to their apartment in Clear Water Bay under the greeting of the big golden retriever cookies and the beautiful short cat biscuits.

After a brief wash, they went back to their rooms and slept peacefully.

Early the next morning, the sky was cloudy, and a burst of abdominal pain woke Qiu Lan.

She struggled and frowned, a dense fine sweat on her forehead, and her palms were full of sweat.

After a muffled snort, Qiu Lan opened her eyes, put her hands on her stomach, and instantly felt a burst of coldness.

It's the great aunt who came.

Every menstrual period can torture her to death, and this time is no exception.

After holding the quilt on the bed for a long time, Qiu Lan reached out and grabbed the coat next to her, put it on her body, and then walked out of the room.

After receiving the hot water, Qiu Lan collapsed softly on the sofa, looking weak, and her cheeks were still a little pale.

The big golden retriever cookie squatted beside her gently, with one paw on her hand, looking at her with concern, and the cat biscuit also held her side understandingly, giving her a touch of tenderness.

And Li Shanghan, who was in the bedroom, faintly heard the footsteps and other movements outside, and got up silently.

After walking out of the room, he found Qiu Lan curled up on the sofa, "What's wrong with you?"

A low, magnetic voice sounded quietly, with a hint of concern in it.

"No, it's fine. Qiu Lan shook her head and struggled to sit up, "Why did you get up so early?"

"I heard the voices outside, all come and see, are you sick?" Li Shanghan frowned the black eyebrows on his forehead and asked softly.

Listening to his words, Qiu Lan pursed her red lips in embarrassment, not knowing how to answer.

After all, she can't tell him about this kind of thing, right?

"No, I'm not sick, I'll just sit down. ”

For so many years, Li Shanghan has never had a woman by his side, let alone cohabitation, so he is not very clear about this aspect of girls, and he is not aware of Qiu Lan's special situation.

He just looked at Qiu Lan's pale face and sweaty face, so he subconsciously thought that she was sick.

"Look at your appearance, can you sit down?" Li Shanghan glanced at his eyebrows, and stared at the person in front of him with a heavy face, "You can change your clothes quickly, and I will accompany you to the hospital to have a look." ”

Go to the hospital?

How is this possible?

If you go to the hospital because of an ordinary dysmenorrhea, won't you die of laughter if someone else knows about it?

Don't go, don't go, definitely can't go.

Qiu Lan, who was full of helplessness, rubbed her little belly and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Li, don't worry about it, this is all normal, I'll just go to the room to rest and rest, it's really normal." ”

Suddenly, Li Shanghan realized this problem.

Women have special days every month.