Seeing Fang Qingming looking at him, his eyes showed some concern, Song Xiangran's nose was sour, he felt that he was so ugly, Fang Qingming could still care about himself, it was really rare, so he began to shed tears again.

Song Xiangran, who has always been strong, actually shed tears in front of him like this, and Fang Qingming's heart moved.

Fang Qingming stretched out his hand to help Song Xiangran wipe his tears, and said softly: "Don't cry, it won't look good." "

Song Xiangran nodded, sniffed, and really stopped his tears.

After arriving at Fang's house, Song Xiangran's first reaction when he saw Chen Meiyun was to take Chen Meiyun to the room to remove her makeup.

After listening to Song Xiangran's statement of what happened just now, the corners of Chen Meiyun's mouth unconsciously curved, and she smiled and took a cotton pad to remove Song Xiangran's makeup.

While removing his makeup, he comforted Song Xiangran and said, "Nan, don't be too sad, the first time you put on makeup, there will be mistakes." "

Song Xiangran understood the reason, but Fang Qingming's reaction showed that it was really ugly and a little scary, Song Xiangran sighed and said, "Auntie, do I really have no talent for makeup? "

"Silly boy, when I first learned to put on makeup, it was even more ugly than yours, and you are young now, and your face is full of collagen, so you don't need to wear too much makeup. Chen Meiyun said with a smile.

As she spoke, Chen Meiyun began to talk about the past again, and the trivial things in life became particularly interesting after Chen Meiyun said it.

Especially when it comes to Gao Huijuan when they were young, Song Xiangran always likes it very much.

After removing his makeup, Song Xiangran went upstairs to find Fang Qingran to make up for him.

But when he saw Fang Qingran this time, Song Xiangran always felt that Fang Qingran was a little depressed, and he couldn't pay full attention when he was doing the questions.

"Qingran, what's wrong with you today, absent-minded?" Song Xiangran checked Fang Qingran's dictation book and found a lot of mistakes, "There are so many mistakes in this week's dictation, I don't think you are at this level." "

Seeing that he really couldn't hide Song Xiangran's fiery eyes, Fang Qingran sighed and decided to recruit from the truth.

I saw Fang Qingran open the drawer, and inside was a large pile of colorful envelopes.

Almost the first time he saw those envelopes with bows, Song Xiangran knew what they were.

After carefully examining Fang Qingran's face.

Now Fang Qingran cut his hair short, and he also dresses neatly to go to school on weekdays, which is completely different from his sloppy appearance before.

The whole person looks clean and very refreshing, plus he has a good face that was born in the first place, no girl is tempted, and it is strange to hand over love letters.

"Qingran, how long have you been accumulating so many love letters?" Song Xiangran used to look like a boy in the village, he was very arrogant, and he almost never received such a thing as love letters, and the other party Qingran was envious at this time.

Fang Qingran frowned slightly, put the big pile of love letters on the desk, and said, "Just this week, as if it was agreed, they all surrounded me at the school gate and lined up to hand it to me." "

"What, so much, is it a week's number?" Although Song Xiangran didn't wear glasses, he was also shocked at this time.

The party Fang Qingran didn't understand Song Xiangran's envy, but instead supported his chin very distressed, looked at this pile of love letters, and sighed.

Envy is envy, but Song Xiangran still has to get down to business.

"Qingran, even if they hand you love letters, it won't affect your studies, right?" Song Xiangran looked at Fang Qingran and said with righteous words.

Fang Qingran nodded obediently, then took a dark blue cover from the pile of love letters, frowned, and said, "However, this letter was sent by a boy." "

"What, boy, are you sure?" Song Xiangran felt that his ass was about to fall off the stool if he didn't obey the call.

"Well, don't mention it. Fang Qingran shook his head with a young and old appearance, sighed again, and then took out the language book and put it in front of him, "Sister, let's still come to study." "

Seeing Fang Qingran's state change so quickly, Song Xiangran was a little dumbfounded, she hadn't recovered from Fang Qingran's confession by a boy.

After studying for a while, Chen Meiyun knocked on the door and asked Song Xiangran and Fang Qingran to eat.

I don't know why, today seems to be a day destined to be haunted by troubles.

Song Xiangran's menstrual holiday was unexpectedly advanced, and it happened very suddenly, which caught people off guard.

The most embarrassing thing was that after Song Xiangran finished eating, he got up from his seat and happened to be seen by Fang Qingming.

"Xiangran...... Would you like to change your pants?" Fang Qingming also encountered this situation for the first time, but seeing that no one else seemed to see Song Xiangran's situation, he spoke up.

"What pants to change?" Song Xiangran said, following Fang Qingming's line of sight and looking at the seat, where there was a small stain of blood.

"I'm sorry, I'll go to the toilet first!" Song Xiangran felt embarrassed and embarrassed, and hurriedly ran to the toilet.

But after running to the toilet, Song Xiangran realized that what was the use of entering the toilet, he didn't bring a change of pants, and he didn't take a sanitary napkin.

"Xiangran, I got you pants and sanitary napkins, open the door. Chen Meiyun knocked lightly on the bathroom door.

After giving the things, Chen Meiyun remembered that Gao Huijuan had always had menstrual cramps, so she asked worriedly: "Xiangran, if you come there, will you have menstrual cramps?"

Song Xiangran nodded, in fact, her lower abdomen is starting to hurt now.

"In this case, you go back to your room and lie down, and I'll bring you brown sugar water later." Chen Meiyun touched Song Xiangran's head distressedly.

After lying on the bed, Song Xiangran began to wonder if today was her unlucky day, after all, she had put on such ugly makeup first, and now she was in the Fang family and met her menstrual period.

With the aggravation of menstrual cramps during the menstrual period, Song Xiangran curled up on the bed.

When the pain was dazed, Song Xiangran heard footsteps and thought that Chen Meiyun had come in, and when the man sat down on the edge of the bed, Song Xiangran consciously pillowed his head on the person's thigh.

Obviously, the body of the person who was pillowed on Song Xiangran's thigh was stunned.

"Auntie. Song Xiangran rubbed the person with his head, leaned into the other party's arms, and sprinkled coquettishly.

The first time Fang Qingming heard Song Xiangran speak like this, his heart was numb, he stretched out his hand and touched Song Xiangran's head, and said softly to Song Xiangran: "My mother has something to do, and I brought you brown sugar water, good girl." "

Even in deep pain, Song Xiangran still heard that it was Fang Qingming's voice, and he didn't care about the severe pain in his lower abdomen, and directly got up from the bed with a grunt.

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