The hand that clamped the jaw instantly exerted force, and Nan Fusheng laughed angrily: "I didn't know that there was a place in this world that could throw people out of the slap print." ”

He shook off the hand that was gripping the girl's jaw, and supported his arms on either side of Nan Zuisheng's body: "Nan Zuisheng." He stared at the other party's frightened gaze: "I said, you will always ...... Never deceive me. ”

Nan Zuisheng didn't dare to resist at all and was shrouded under him, she looked at Nan Fusheng's gloomy and angry face in a panic, raised her hand and softly grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Brother......" She turned around and hugged the man's strong and powerful arm, slightly reddened, and rubbed her eyes coquettishly: "You murder me." ”

The girl's sweet and soft voice instantly soothed the irascible beast, Nan Fusheng restrained his anger, stood up and passed her hands under Nan Zuisheng's armpits, and lifted her body up against the cushion at the head of the bed: "I'm sorry." ”

He looked into her eyes, was silent for a long time, and then said slowly, "I'm just too worried about you. ”

"I know." Nan Zuisheng raised his hand and pressed it to his cheek: "There is no one in this world who loves me more than Brother Fusheng." ”

She gently hooked the corners of her lips, and her forehead was pressed against Nan Fusheng's: "So don't say you're sorry." "Instead, I'm going to say I'm sorry for always worrying about me, she closed her eyes.

Nan Fusheng felt her body temperature, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Your face, who hit it." The flat tone sounded ordinary, but there was a deep emotional storm suppressed in it.

Nan Zuisheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said vaguely: "It's just a little unpleasant trouble with my classmates, brother, you don't have to worry." ”

Small unpleasantness...... Nan Fusheng lowered his eyes and stared at her cheeks, and his gloomy gaze gradually darkened: "You lie down for a while, and wait for the doctor to come and show you the injury." He took the dinner from the dining car at the door, and frowned when he saw the light dishes: "That's what the kitchen did tonight?" ”

Sensing his displeased tone, Nan Zuisheng hurriedly sat up straight and waved his hand: "Don't get me wrong, brother, I asked the housekeeper to tell the kitchen to do this after school today." ”

She touched her little belly through the quilt and explained softly: "My stomach hurts a little today, maybe my stomach is a little uncomfortable, I think it's better to eat something light." ”

Nan Fusheng frowned when he heard this: "Stomach hurt? ”

He put the dinner back on the dining cart as it was, walked to the side of the bed and stretched out his hand to touch her lower abdomen under the quilt: "Did you eat something bad?" He carefully touched Nan Zuisheng's soft little belly, but he didn't feel the texture of a hard lump.

"Brother...... What are you doing......" Nan Zuisheng leaned on the cushion blankly, letting the other party's hand touch and press to ravage his stomach: "People just have stomach pain, not a disease like a stone." She grabbed Nan Fusheng's wrist through the quilt and removed it from her belly.

Nan Fusheng withdrew his hand suspiciously, covered the quilt for her in silence, he stood up and left the bedroom and walked downstairs, and saw the housekeeper Uncle Nan packing a snack bag: "What is this." ”

He looked at a red packaged can in the bag, bent down and took it out: "It should be ginger brown sugar cubes." Uncle Nan carefully looked at the package.

"Brown sugar ......?" Nan Fusheng was stunned for a moment, he lowered his eyes to look at the rest of the contents of the bag, either potato chips or jelly and other snacks, only this jar of ginger brown sugar was out of place with them.

Uncle Nan took the jar of brown sugar with a smile, put it in his hand and weighed it: "This is a good thing." ”

His wrinkled hand skillfully pinched a piece of brown sugar, and after feeling the delicate and tight touch under his fingers, he nodded with satisfaction: "Boiling a bowl for Miss to drink can drive away the cold and invigorate the blood, and this quality of hand-purified ginger candy is rare." ”

Nan Fusheng listened to him say this puzzled, and his little girl was never interested in these things in his memory: "Young master." Wang Ma came out of the kitchen and interrupted his train of thought: "Dinner has just been warmed up, and it's not too early to eat." After speaking, she looked at the brown sugar in Uncle Nan's hand.

"It's ginger candy." She took the jar handed by Uncle Nan, and suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, I estimated that the eldest lady should also prepare these days, but I didn't think that it would be available today, and I will make a bowl for the eldest lady to drink for dinner later." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Nan Fusheng recalled the appearance of drunken sheng saying that his stomach hurt before, coupled with Wang's mother's reminder, he instantly understood the reason: "Let's boil a bowl now." Nan Fusheng looked at the jar of brown sugar and ordered, "After boiling, send it upstairs, and Uncle Nan will trouble you to invite Xige Lao over." ”

Seeing his back hurriedly going upstairs, Uncle Nan was puzzled: "What's wrong with the eldest young master today?" As he spoke, he took out the phone from his pocket and explained a few words. But Wang's mother held the ginger brown sugar in her hand and smiled knowingly: "This is a good thing." ”

Wang Ma has been waiting by her side since the day Nan Zui Sheng landed, although the young lady's family is wealthy and noble, but she was born with a small problem from the mother's birth, her physique is prone to cold and low immunity, not to mention, seeing that she is about to become an adult, her body has not fully developed, how can she not be anxious.

Now looking at the performance of the eldest young master, as well as the things that were ordered just now, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and Wang Ma happily hummed an unknown little song, and boiled ginger syrup with swift movements. When her eyes touched the hot Ejiao red date soup in another casserole, she slapped her head suddenly: "Yo! ”

Hurriedly turned off the power, Wang Ma looked at the tonic that had been boiling in the casserole all afternoon and was worried: "What can I do about this, it's a pity to pour it out." She looked down and thought for a moment, tiptoed to take out two bowls from the cupboard: "Cheap old man." After speaking, she took the tonic in the bowl and sent it to Uncle Nan.

The pale pink curtains were tied up by two light apricot ribbons, and the windows were already full of stars. Nan Zuisheng obediently lay on the bed according to Nan Fusheng's instructions, she turned her head to look at the dark blue night sky, the weather tonight is very good, there is no moon and no wind, only a few dots of light that can be counted sporadically.

"Drunk." Nan Fusheng pushed open the door and sat on the edge of the bed with a brand new set of pajamas in his hand: "Huh? Nan Zuisheng turned his head following the voice: "What's wrong?" ”

Nan Fusheng coughed lightly in embarrassment, and put the clothes in his hand beside her pillow: "I think...... You may be on your period. ”

He lowered his eyes to look at Nan Zuisheng's suddenly wide eyes, forcibly held back the slight heat on his face, and said carefully: "Menstruation is something that every girl has when she reaches a certain age. ”

It doesn't seem appropriate to describe it as something either...... Nan Fusheng stopped explaining in distress, and for the first time felt that it was really not easy to be a parent or teacher. He simply rolled up his sleeves and helped Nan Zuisheng up, lifted the quilt and looked at the girl without any gentlemanly demeanor.

Nan Zuisheng was completely stunned.

His brother first said a bunch of inexplicable things to him, and then recklessly lifted his quilt without a trace of defense.

Of course, these are not the most important things, the important thing is that her body covered by the quilt is only wearing a nightdress, or that kind of bow suspender style ultra-short nightdress!

So after Nan Fusheng lifted the quilt, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of girl's legs, slender and fair. After staring at him for a long time, he slowly raised his head to look at Nan Zuisheng, and the other party also looked at him with lowered eyes. It's just that one is indifferent, and the other is stunned and sluggish.

After the two were relatively silent for a long time, Nan Zuisheng took the lead in reacting and grabbed the quilt to cover his body: "Nan Fusheng! She closed her eyes in shame and clenched her fists and shouted.

Nan Fusheng woke up like a dream, and subconsciously let go of his hand: "I'm sorry." He blushed and turned around in embarrassment: "I didn't expect the clothes you were wearing...... That's going to happen. Carefully choosing the right word, Nan Fusheng explained, "I just want to see if there is any blood under you." ”

Hurriedly tidying up the messy and scattered clothes and belts, Nan Zuisheng blushed and turned his head: "What blood." She hung down her long eyelashes shyly, and her silky black hair flowed a shallow glow in the light: "I don't understand what you're talking about. ”