Bei Shaohan did not wake up the sleeping little woman, but instead studied the instructions for the use of sanitary napkins.

The pink outer packaging, pink and tender, Bei Shaohan's slender fingers with distinct bones tore open the package and took out a piece.

The meaning of his face was unknown, the corners of the man's mouth twitched twice, and his gaze as deep as the sea fell on Qiao Yuxin's face.

The action is rusty but decisive......

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"Hmm......"

The little woman in her arms screamed, and she slept extremely unsteadily, and when she was asleep, her eyebrows were still frowning.

Bei Shao Han hugged Qiao Taro Heng, walked upstairs quickly, and met Aunt Zheng who was helping to clean up.

"Young Master, this ......"

Aunt Zheng, who almost bumped into Bei Shaohan, hurriedly turned sideways, looking terrified.

"Aunt Zheng."

Bei Shao Han called, and then went upstairs with Qiao Taro in his arms, looking calm, Aunt Zheng is the maid of the Bei family, and she often comes to Beizhu Apartment to clean.

Beizhu Apartment is only lived by Bei Shaohan alone, and no one else is allowed to enter except for cleaning.

Gently putting the little woman on the soft big bed, Bei Shaohan looked down at Qiao Taroxin's slender body, and her warm big hand covered her lower abdomen.

Gently rubbing Qiao Tao's belly and covering it with the quilt, her frowning brow gradually eased as the pain decreased......

downstairs

"Young Master, Miss Qiao, what's wrong with her?"

Aunt Zheng's hands were uncomfortably at her sides, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were full of worry.

Seeing the young master hugging Miss Qiao just now, her old face instantly became popular, and the young people now are so shameless and impatient......

"Aunt Zheng, her menstrual period is coming, and her lower abdomen hurts, is there any way to relieve it?"

Bei Shaohan's hands were in his trouser pockets, and his narrow phoenix eyes looked into the air unnaturally, pretending to be calm.

When Aunt Zheng heard this, she realized that it was the menstrual period, which was a grinding pain!

"Young master, I'll go cook some brown sugar ginger soup, I have to warm my stomach!"

Aunt Zheng walked into the kitchen, fortunately there were all the things here, otherwise she would have to run out to buy brown sugar, and the child would not have to toss the problem.

Bei Shao Han stood at the door of the kitchen, motionless, like a bronze statue standing.

Aunt Zheng, who was blocked from the light and was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but say:

"Young master, you go to the room to accompany Miss Qiao, just have me here."

The young master has liked Miss Qiao's things since he was a child, and almost everyone in their northern family knows about it, and he can't hide it.

Bei Shaohan's handsome face crossed with a touch of embarrassment, and his tall body entered the kitchen, staring at Aunt Zheng's busy work.

Aunt Zheng put the water, brown sugar, and ginger slices into the pot, boiled slowly over low heat, and glanced at the upright guy:

"Aunt Zheng knows, you want to learn to boil brown sugar ginger soup, right? Okay, if Miss Qiao is uncomfortable in the future, you can take care of it! ”

Aunt Zheng couldn't help but speak, she watched the young master grow up since he was a child, and he was extremely good in all aspects, but he was too weak in taking care of girls.

"Hmm."

Bei Shao Han responded, took over Aunt Zheng's position, and cautiously looked at the boiling brown sugar ginger soup.

With Aunt Zheng's help, Bei Shaohan finally boiled the first bowl of brown sugar ginger soup from his hand, and the pure white heat floated upward.

"Hurt ......"

In the huge room, the black and gray bed linen series is neat and clean, and the walls are painted white.

Qiao Taro covered his stomach, his consciousness gradually became clearer, and the pain became more and more intense, impacting his head.

Blinded and opened his eyes, Qiao Yuxin saw the unfamiliar room, and he couldn't react for a while.

The good smell of the pillow quilt rushed into his nose, and Qiao Taro's eyebrows were slightly relaxed......