"Hmm." Responding softly, Chu Jiaojiao half-fanned her eyes, looking weak.

Her face turned pale because of the pain, and almost all of her blood faded.

"I'll rub it for you." Jiang Ci said, and the warm palm completely attached to her abdomen, and then gently rubbed it.

A steady stream of heat came from his palm, and his strength was controlled just right, Chu Jiaojiao only felt that the pain in her stomach seemed to be slowly reducing, and there was no longer the feeling at the beginning.

About half an hour later, Chu Jiaojiao felt that her stomach had improved a lot, and raised her hand to hold his hand, "Jiang Ci, I'm much better." ”

"Does it still hurt?" The man's voice was gentle and soft, but the movements of his hands did not stop, "I'll rub it for you again." ”

"Aren't your hands tired?" The woman's face gradually regained some color, and the fine light sweat on her forehead no longer oozes out.

"Not tired." Jiang Ci replied, his eyes lowered, staring at her face, and the distress on his expression was still very strong.

"Then will you come in and sleep?" Seeing that he had been sitting on the bed, afraid that it would be uncomfortable for him to support him like this, Chu Jiaojiao lifted the corner of the quilt and signaled that he could lie in.

"Okay." Jiang Ci lay in as she said, her hand still on her lower abdomen.

"Jiang Ci, you don't need to rub it, you just stick it on this, and it's warm." Chu Jiaojiao said, afraid that he would get tired, and her hand also fell on the back of his hand.

"Okay." Jiang Ci pulled the woman into his arms and hugged her, his thin lips were on top of her ears, and he bit lightly a few times, "Jiaojiao, you must have been my calamity in your last life." ”

"Uh-" Chu Jiaojiao felt that she couldn't answer this at all, why did she become a disaster? Didn't you just let him rub his stomach for a while? That's also his own initiative.

Chu Jiaojiao was thinking about it, when she suddenly heard him open his mouth again, "It's also my gift." ”

"Jiang Ci, you ......"

"Jiaojiao, don't go out to blow the wind at night in the future, stay in the house honestly." The man touched her nose with one hand and began to count, "Don't be so uncaring for yourself." ”

"It was just an accident." Chu Jiaojiao didn't think that she would come to her aunt tonight, and she would get cold after blowing a cold wind, so she immediately defended herself.

Jiang Ci looked at her side face, his eyes became more and more restricted, "Did you hurt before?" ”

"Occasionally, it doesn't hurt much."

"What would you do without me?" Jiang Ci asked again, and when he faced her, there was only some tenderness left.

"I have a ......" before she opened her two words, Chu Jiaojiao felt that his expression seemed to be a little colder, if someone's name popped out of her mouth in the next sentence, she felt that Jiang Ci was likely to tear that person apart.

"I have a hot water bottle!" Chu Jiaojiao hurriedly replied, for fear that he would misunderstand and become gloomy again.

"I'll continue to rub it for you, and you can sleep!" Jiang Ci then passed his hand behind her neck, put his arm around her shoulder, pressed it into his arms, and pressed his thin lips to her forehead, kissing it gently.

"Thank you." Whispering thanks, Chu Jiaojiao lifted her eyelids, but she didn't want to sleep at all.

Even if they have too many warm moments together, they still want to cherish every minute and every second of getting together.

As Jiang Ci said, this is not a gift to her.

"Say thank you to me?" Jiang Ci listened to her thanks, and his voice twisted, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

"Or else?".

"Jiaojiao, you're mine, so I'm not allowed to say thank you."