Chi Wu came out of the toilet holding her stomach, her pretty little face was still a little pale, and her walking posture looked a little strange.

My stomach hurt to death, and my aunt was surging.

With every step, you feel a rush of heat gushing out.

And my stomach was cold and painful, as painful as a pinprick.

Chi Wu wants to die.

Fu Shichen was preparing brown sugar water for Chi Wu, and when he saw her come out, he hurriedly reached out and held the girl's small body and helped her to sit on the bed.

Chi Wu even sat down cautiously, her little eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she looked miserable and unspeakable.

Fu Shichen's long eyebrows twisted slightly, his face was a little cold and depressed, and a pair of sharp black eyes showed a sense of chagrin.

He claimed to love her, but he didn't know that she would be so painful when she went through this.

Chi Wu slowly lay down, which can be regarded as a relief.

Fu Shichen handed her the sugar water, and when he saw that she drank it, she was still so uncomfortable, her eyebrows frowned tighter, and there was a depression between her eyebrows, but the words were gentle and concerned: "Why does it hurt so much?" ”

Chi Wu drank the sugar water in one go, then returned the cup to Fu Shichen, covered her stomach, and exhaled a long breath before answering: "It's okay, it hurts every time, I'm used to it." ”

Fu Shichen frowned and said no more, but his handsome face was a little dark.

Well, it's purely because I feel sorry for Chi Wu.

Seeing that Chi Wu was holding her stomach, closing her eyes and not speaking, her lips looked a little bloody because she had just drunk sugar water, but the girl's wrenched eyebrows still made the man a little overwhelmed.

"Does it still hurt?"

Chi Wu glanced at someone who was in a hurry, pulled the corners of her lips and smiled reluctantly: "It doesn't hurt, it's late, little uncle, go and rest." ”

After a three-hour ride, it's already midnight and must be tiring.

Fu Shichen said "En", and then got into her bed in Chi Wu's surprised gaze.

Chi Wu: ......

What is this operation?

"Little uncle, you ......"

"I'm with you." The man spoke, cutting off the girl's next words.

With neat and gentle movements, he hugged the girl tightly in his arms, put his big hand on her lower abdomen, and gently rubbed it.

The man's arms are warm, and his big palms are warm and strong, which is indeed much more comfortable than just now.

Chi Wu couldn't help but sigh, and then smiled: "It's much better, little uncle is so warm." ”

Fu Shichen glanced at the snow blowing outside, and suddenly regretted that he had brought her here when she came to her aunt.

"Well, go to sleep, we'll go back tomorrow."

"Will Uncle Junior be with me tomorrow?"

Fu Shichen looked at the girl's beautiful eyebrows, hooked the corners of his lips, raised his hand and nodded her forehead: "Didn't you celebrate your birthday today?" So greedy? ”

Chi Wu hurriedly hugged the man's waist and coquettishly: "But hasn't the little uncle already promised me?" ”

"Well, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"It's already tomorrow."

Chi Wu blinked those vivid eyes, pitiful and coquettish, it really looked like that.

When Fu Shichen heard this, he remembered that it was already past twelve o'clock, and it was already tomorrow.

Lowered his eyes to look at the restless little girl in his arms, his lips slowly hooked, outlining a touch of evil charm, but not easy to detect the arc, his deep black eyes were full of smiles, and his slender and good-looking fingertips tapped the tip of the girl's nose, and reprimanded: "Then don't go to bed quickly." ”

said it was a reprimand, but it was completely spoiled and gentle.

Chi Wu knew that this was the little uncle who was "moved" by herself.

Seeing that her treacherous plan succeeded, Chi Wu didn't dare to provoke Fu Shichen again, otherwise it might backfire, so she quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep in the man's arms.

Maybe it's because I'm in a good mood, and I even raised the corners of my lips in my dreams, so I should have had a good dream.

Fu Shichen lowered his eyes to look at her, in those beautiful and gloomy black eyes, it seemed to be a night decorated with stars, dazzling, very good-looking, soft smile and satisfaction.