Lin Xiyue stretched out her hand to take the bag that Qin Haoyu handed her, and then she didn't come out, she slipped out of the other end of the quilt like a mermaid, and quickly escaped to the bathroom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of "bang" closing the door.

When Lin Xiyue came out again, Qin Haoyu was gone.

She thought he had gone downstairs to talk to her grandfather, so she didn't care and went back to bed. Lie down.

On the first day of every month, there was always a dull pain in her lower abdomen and lower back.

It wasn't like this before, every month since that miscarriage.

She endured the pain, curled herself up in a ball, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

But the pain made her unable to sleep peacefully, so she tossed and turned in the quilt, but it became difficult to turn over because she was afraid of side leakage.

I really don't want to be a woman again in the next life!

It's so painful!

One is to endure the irritability and pain of those few days a month, the second is to endure the incomparable pain of giving birth, and the fact that a woman ages quickly after giving birth.

It's really unfair!

Tossing and turning for a long time, I can't sleep anyway, so I just find something else to do.

She took out her phone, opened WeChat boringly, and swiped it on the screen with her white fingers.

Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound, and news came.

Since she married Qin Haoyu, she has rarely contacted her classmates in China, except for Song Jiajia.

rarely plays with the circle of friends, except for a few good friends such as Song Jiajia in her circle of friends, only colleagues at work remain.

She suddenly remembered that there didn't seem to be Qin Haoyu in her circle of friends.

But how can you ask him for a WeChat account?

No matter what, taking advantage of the easing of their relationship now, plus she has privileges these days, she has to hurry up to ask him for a WeChat account, and she also wants to get to know him better through his circle of friends.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiyue was in a good mood, and she lowered her head again and clicked on the news she had just received.

Looking at the message on the phone screen, Lin Xiyue's brows frowned slightly, "Class reunion?" ”

In the past, she actually received a message from the class president Chen He about an invitation to the class reunion, but in those years abroad, she couldn't participate at all.

And this year?

To go or not to go?

Just when Lin Xiyue was hesitating, the bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and it was none other than her tall and handsome husband, Qin Haoyu.

She immediately raised her head and smiled at Qin Haoyu, "Husband, where have you been?" ”

Qin Haoyu turned around and closed the door, then stepped forward and handed her a glass of milk, "I'm going to give you hot milk, come, drink it, warm your stomach, and also help you sleep." ”

Looking at Qin Haoyu with a tender and sweet face in front of him, Lin Xiyue's heart was full of happiness.

The previous pain has now turned into smoke and dissipated.

She took the cup, took a sip, and smiled, "I'm done." ”

Qin Haoyu stretched out his hand to take the empty cup, and his other idle hand went around the top of her head a few times, "Silly girl, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Because it's love milk, I like ......" Lin Xiyue said with tears in her eyes, she quickly wiped away the tears with her hand and smiled, "Why are these tears so worthless, they always run out without my permission." ”