Just now, she felt that her lower abdomen was not trying, but now she understands that it is completely a precursor.

Back in the bedroom, Luo Xiaoqian looked at the snow-white sheets that had been soiled by her, and she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Listening to his voice in the bathroom, she rushed over, quickly rolled up the sheets and her clothes, and picked them up.

When I turned around, I saw Leng Zimo walking out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe.

"That...... Wait a minute, I'll take these downstairs and help you make the sheets right away! ”

With a quick stumble, she strode out the door, went downstairs and stuffed them all into the washing machine, then hurried up again and opened the drawer on the side of the closet.

As a result, all that appeared in front of her eyes were his clothes.

She busied herself with the drawer back in place and pulled open the floor below.

This time, it's all socks......

God, who can tell her, where are his sheets?

Leng Zimo watched her rummage around the wardrobe like a headless fly, raised her eyebrows, and spoke in time to rescue her.

"Drawer under the bed, left!"

Luo Xiaoqian rushed to the side of the bed and opened the drawer on the left.

Finally, saw the sheets.

She took out the sheets, smiled gratefully at him, and then laid them on the bed.

"That's it!" Flattening the corner of Zuihou, she straightened up with her faintly sore waist.

I thought it wouldn't hurt this time, but it seems that I still can't hide from it.

What has a man without menstrual cramps, now it seems, is completely deceitful.

She held her lower abdomen and walked to the door.

Leng Zimo looked at her background, "There's only one bed here!" ”

"It's okay!" She stopped, "I'll wash the sheets first!" ”

It was so embarrassing that she didn't want to be in the same room with him at all now.

What happened just now is simply too embarrassing.

"Sleep with me!" Leng Zimo walked to the side of the bed.

"Huh?" Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, "But the sheets...... I won't be able to wash it off tomorrow, I'll wash it by hand, it's definitely the same as new......"

Hand wash?

Obviously my stomach hurts, and I have to wash my clothes by hand.

Shouldn't girls take better care of themselves at this time?

Leng Zimo raised his eyebrows, "Throw it away!" ”

Throw away?

Was he disgusting her?

It's also true, the sheets that were soiled by her, people like him, definitely don't want to ask for them anymore, right?!

"I ...... I'll just sleep on the couch below! ”

Luo Xiaoqian pursed her lips and turned around to leave.

"Sleep with me!" Leng Zimo spoke domineeringly behind her, "I don't like to repeat the same words!" ”

Here it is again, Emperor Fan Quankai, is it?!

Luo Xiaoqian gritted her teeth behind his back, turned off the headlights with a snap, then turned around and walked back, picked up the quilt and lay down.

Sleep and sleep, who is afraid of whom.

I've done everything, and I'm afraid to sleep in the same bed.

She didn't believe it, he was interested in "fighting bloodily"!

She thought he was really willing to do the laundry, but now, her little belly was uncomfortable to death.

Lying down with her back to Leng Zimo, Luo Xiaoqian naturally lay down on the side to avoid touching him.

Unexpectedly, just after lying down, his arm had already stretched out, and as soon as he fished her out of his palm, he scooped her into his arms and hugged her.

Through the thin clothes, she clearly felt his warm and firm chest, and the faint aroma like chocolate.

Damn, what kind of perfume does this man use, weishenme is her favorite chocolate smell.

I want to eat it!

Luo Xiaoqian instinctively swallowed her saliva, and suddenly felt so hungry.

During her menstrual period, she has always had a good appetite.