It must have been the two days of running and hard work, and eating raw sweet potatoes again, so it was stimulated.

No matter how good the inn is, it can't compare to your own home.

At home, there is hot tea and hot rice.

My stomach hurts, and I drink a bowl of brown sugar ginger water to moisturize it.

Deep in the inn, the weather is cold.

If this stomach keeps hurting like this, how can you run around for your father's business?

She shook her head secretly.

The body is the capital of leather and life.

This is true!

A sweet smell wafts into your nose.

She wrinkled her nose, brown sugar water?

Turning his head, Luo Fengtang had already carried a bowl to the bedside.

"Qing'er, come, drink this while it's hot."

He said.

Yang Ruoqing took the bowl he handed over, looked at the brown sugar water inside, and the few red dates floating there.

Surprised.

"Tang Yanzi, why did you buy these?" She asked.

Just now, she only briefly and vaguely told him about the next month.

I didn't give him a general idea of how to take care of me during menstruation.

Self-taught?

No way!

Hear her ask.

His face flushed.

"I bought straw paper with the hostess, and it happened to be received by the proprietress . I couldn't help it, so I asked her a few more questions......" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

He has a heart!

"Aren't you afraid of people laughing at her when you ask about women?" She asked in a low voice.

He grinned.

"Hehe, as long as you get better soon, the rest doesn't matter!" He said.

She looked at him deeply.

didn't say anything more, lowered his head and took a sip of brown sugar water.

"The first time I brewed this thing, I don't know how much to put in it, isn't it sweet? Not sweet enough for me to add some more sugar? ”

He asked, his eyes full of pampering.

She nodded slightly.

"Sweet, very sweet......"

From her mouth, all the way to her heart.

There, a splendid flower bloomed.

"Qing'er, are you lying?" He asked, confused.

"If it's sweet, then why are you crying? It's definitely not sweet! He said.

When I got up and was about to get candy again, I was dragged by her.

She looked up at him.

Tears were clearly shed, but a happy smile bloomed on the corners of his lips.

"Fool, it's really sweet, I'm crying with sweetness!" She said.

She doesn't like to cry.

Crying is a sign of weakness.

Even if his father was arrested and arrested, the family was in chaos.

She was questioned and condemned by all the people.

She didn't shed a single tear.

But at the moment, she was crying.

Tears, it turns out, can also be a sweet catharsis.

Seeing her crying and laughing again, Luo Fengtang was stunned.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his forehead.

She took the lead and poked her head over.

lips, lightly covering his mouth......

Grinding finely, gently tossing and turning.

Her small tongue slipped into his mouth......

As an agent, she received a wide range of training during her years in the organization.

Among them, there is flirtation and affection.

She never used it on him.

Just because she likes to watch his clumsy and jerky performance.

But at the moment, she was moved.

This is the sweetness she gave him.

Her arms circled around his neck like a snake.

Let his body move closer to his side, and continue to deepen this 'sweet' kiss......

……

This is not the first time two have kissed.

For Luo Fengtang, it is the most shocking one so far!

He felt like his whole body was floating.

Soar through the clouds and fight in the clouds!

Her lips are so soft.

It's so sweet, too.

His blood was boiling.

The fingers supporting the bed board, the green tendons bulged out one by one.

Until her lips leave.

He was still immersed in that wonderful feeling, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Looking at his drunken face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's going on? I'll just say this sugar water is sweet, right? You've tasted it too, right? ”

Her voice pulled his thoughts back to reality.

His affectionate gaze was still fixed on her seductive red lips.

Han Han nodded: "Sweet, so sweet, soft and sweet!" ”

Soft and sweet?

She couldn't help but laugh again.

This smile touched the stomach.

The knife inside writhed hard again.

"Ouch, don't make me laugh, my stomach hurts when I laugh!"

She pressed her stomach with one hand and frowned.

Luo Fengtang became nervous again.

"Okay, okay, I don't speak, you hurry up and drink the sugar water."

"The boss lady said, you can't get cold this time!"

Watching her drink the sugar water in one go, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He took the bowl and set it aside, holding her shoulders to lie down.

"Get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, I'll go out and buy food." He said.

"Hmm!" She nodded.

"Sleep in peace, I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay with you in the house." He said again.

She smiled.

The eyelids gradually sank.

This time, she slept soundly.

When I woke up, the pain in my stomach had eased a lot, and my spirit had recovered a lot.

She was about to call out to him when she heard the sound of a soo in her ears.

Occasionally, it is accompanied by the sound of water splashing.

She was startled and rolled over slightly.

Across the tent, he was crouching in the middle of the room with his back to her.

There was a wooden basin at his feet, and he was scrubbing his head with a piece of clothing in both hands......

Thinking of something, Yang Ruoqing subconsciously stretched out her hand under the pillow.

The dirty pants that she hid are gone!

Could it be—

What is he scrubbing in his hand?

Whew......

She pulled the quilt over her hot face.

After a moment, he couldn't help but poke his face out and glance out.

His tall body crouched on the edge of the tub, his hands scrubbing.

Looking at that action from behind, it's clumsy and jerky!

She tilted her head, but she watched with relish.

In her previous life, she was the first to come back to this.

My aunt doesn't know how to use it.

Compared with girls of the same age, at the beginning of menarche, there is a mother by the side to comfort and teach hand-in-hand.

She, on the other hand, has to learn how to use it from the computer.

She suffers from menstrual cramps.

Every time, it hurts to death.

She thinks she is strong, but whenever that happens, she still longs for someone around her to care about herself and take care of herself.

Even if you don't do anything, just quietly accompany you.

Now.

She lived a new life.

Menarche again.

coincided with an accident at home, and my mother couldn't be by my side.

But, because he was there.

The pampering and care she received far exceeded her expectations.

Just watched and watched, and before I knew it, I fell asleep again.

By the time she opened her eyes again, the room was already lit up.

"Qing'er, are you awake? What does this look like? Does it still hurt? ”

She just rolled over and made a little noise.

He leaned over to the bed and asked anxiously.

Yang Ruoqing stretched.

"Okay, it's eight!" She said.

"And two percent better!" He frowned.

She smiled: "It's not so fast, this is two percent left, Ming'er must be good!" ”