Zhao Muyang walked to the sofa with Xu Yan in his arms and put the person down.

Leaning back slightly, he saw a corner of his slippers peeking out from under the sofa.

So he crouched down and pulled out a pair of women's slippers that he had kicked under the couch.

And very carefully put it at Xu Yan's feet.

"The house is not underfloor heating, and in this weather, you will get cold barefoot."

He lowered his eyes as he spoke, and when he looked over from Xu Yan's angle, he could clearly see his naturally long eyelashes.

"As far as I know, you live alone, and you won't take care of yourself ......."

The moment he spoke, Zhao Muyang raised his head.

This time he looked up, and his eyes just collided with Xu Yan's gaze staring at him.

In the living room, a bottle of lilac fragrance is placed on the decorative cabinet.

The crisp smell wafted throughout the space, mixed with an unknown aroma on Zhao Muyang's body, making the pair of eyes between the two extremely ambiguous.

Xu Yan felt that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, until a throbbing sensation in her lower abdomen hit her, which made her come back to her senses.

She quickly looked away, and at the same time let out a faint "oh".

"Oh what." Zhao Muyang was amused by her appearance.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the back of his hand to Xu Yan's forehead: "Although my face is a little red, my body temperature is okay, and I don't have a fever." ”

Maintaining a squatting posture, Zhao Muyang suddenly approached her, and his voice was soft: "Is it because you blushed because you looked at me just now?" ”

Xu Yan's lips tightened into a line, but he didn't speak.

It's to see you blushing, but I can't admit it.

Zhao Muyang smiled again: "Am I good-looking?" ”

Xu Yan: ......

I thought Ai Qing was the most narcissistic one of the people I knew, but now it seems that the title of "King of Narcissism" is about to change hands.

Unable to bear it, she scolded in a low voice: "Sick." ”

"Hey," Zhao Muyang straightened up and sat down beside her, "It's not me who is sick, it's you." ”

"Honestly, what's the matter, your face is so bad?"

"Let me tell you, it is not unreasonable that you can't hold on when your body feels uncomfortable, that minor illnesses cannot be treated, and that major illnesses are difficult to treat."

Who doesn't understand the truth, the problem is that I just have a stomachache during the menstrual period, so it shouldn't be considered a disease.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yan said again: "It's okay." ”

As she spoke, her hand subconsciously covered her lower abdomen.

Noticing her movements, Zhao Muyang's eyes darkened.

Coldly, he came out with three words: "Auntie? ”

Xu Yan: ......

This person...... Do you know what "taboo avoidance" is?

Are they familiar enough to casually talk about the topic of "Great Auntie"?

Touching her gaze, Zhao Muyang shrugged his shoulders: "Eh, don't look at me like this, I guessed too." ”

Immediately afterwards, he slowed down his speech, and looked at Xu Yan's lower abdomen again: "Is it possible...... Guessed right? ”

Xu Yan gritted his teeth angrily and continued to be silent.

Zhao Muyang continued: "Are you squeaking, everyone is an adult, besides, I also took these contents in the health education class when I was studying, you don't have to be embarrassed." ”

"Really, if you always look like a stuffy gourd in front of me, you will definitely have to wear a goofs when you are on the show."

"Lovers and husbands are affectionate and affectionate, and the eyebrows are affectionate, and the two of us are so cold and suffocating, and we ...... it when we see it"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Muyang suddenly heard a faint voice.

"Squeak......