Cheng Mu'an hurriedly walked into the courtyard, and Lian Shuang's mother was instructing her subordinates to wash Wen Xiaomiao's pants.

"Mrs. Lian, what is this? Cheng Mu'an saw at a glance that this was Wen Xiaomiao's clothes, and there were blood stains on them, and he chuckled in his heart.

"Why did Childe come back at this hour? Ah, this is a small seedling, you have to soak it out and wash it as soon as possible, otherwise it won't be washed off. Lian Shuang's mother said with a smile.

"Mrs. Lian, do you know where Lu Dao Miao Miao is now?" Cheng Muan asked.

"She's a little unwell, in the cabin, it's time to sleep." Lian Shuang's mother really likes Wen Xiaomiao, a girl who is hard-working and capable, and has a good personality.

"Xie Luxie, Mrs. Lian." Cheng Mu'an hugged his fists, turned around and walked to the hut, it turned out that he was just a little uncomfortable, his heart finally fell, every time Wen Xiaomiao went to the barracks, he always stayed until the evening, and he would definitely see him from a distance before leaving, so he always picked this hour to take people to patrol the camp, today he knew that Wen Xiaomiao came to the barracks, because he had not talked to Wen Xiaomiao for several days, he just happened to be not too busy to find Wen Xiaomiao, the old military doctor said that she went back, Cheng Muan's heart hung up, he knew Wen Xiaomiao, she can endure hardships, Ordinary things will not shake her, and no major event will definitely persist until the end, so Cheng Mu'an said to Sanul and rode to the yamen.

Cheng Mu'an gently pushed open the door of the hut, and saw Wen Xiaomiao's thin body curled up and lying on the kang, occasionally snorting softly.

Wen Xiaomiao thought it was Lian Shuang's mother, her body didn't move, her eyes were closed, and she asked weakly with a slight cry: "Auntie, why does your stomach hurt so much, how many days does it hurt?" ”

Cheng Mu'an approached Wen Xiaomiao, only to see her little face pale, frowning, and a thin layer of sweat oozing from her forehead and the tip of her nose.

Cheng Muan stretched out his hand to wipe the thin sweat from Wen Xiaomiao's forehead, which was cold.

A familiar smell came to her nose, Wen Xiaomiao suddenly opened her eyes, she looked at Cheng Mu'an blankly, she didn't understand how he could appear in front of her so closely, she reached out to touch it, it was not an illusion.

Cheng Muan held Wen Xiaomiao's hand only to find that her hands were also cold.

Cheng Mu'an hesitated for a while, but took off his coat, got into Wen Xiaomiao's quilt, leaned Wen Xiaomiao's back against his chest, and reached out to Wen Xiaomiao's lower abdomen, Wen Xiaomiao reflexively grabbed his hand, Cheng Mu'an said softly in her ear: "I saw my mother rubbing my second sister's stomach like this, I'll try it for you." ”

Wen Xiaomiao's face flushed, and she buried her head in the quilt, Cheng Mu'an's slender and warm hand gently stroked her lower abdomen through her clothes, and slowly rubbed it, gradually increasing the intensity.

After a while, Cheng Mu'an's hands became unusually hot, Wen Xiaomiao was a little strange, turned her head slightly, and said, "Brother An, your hands are so hot." ”

"Well, I've got my internal strength, are you feeling better?" The heat exhaled by Cheng Mu'an when he spoke swept past Wen Xiaomiao's ears, Wen Xiaomiao felt itchy, reached out and touched her ears, her white and soft little hands accidentally touched Cheng Mu'an's face, Cheng Mu'an subconsciously held her fingers, Wen Xiaomiao quickly withdrew her hand, and her face turned even redder.

The corners of Cheng Mu'an's mouth curved, and he became more and more interested in this little girl.

Wen Xiaomiao, which Cheng Mu'an kneaded, was extremely comfortable, her pain was significantly reduced, and she fell asleep unconsciously, she didn't know when Cheng Mu'an left, it felt like a dream.