He had never been exposed to these things, and he didn't know how to use them at all, but fortunately, there were pictures of how to use them on the packaging.

Only then did he walk over and knock on the door gently: "Wushuang, have you washed it?" ”

When Wushuang heard his voice, he couldn't help but pat his head with more and more annoyance.

In fact, she regretted throwing her clothes out just now, and she didn't know why she made such an impulsive behavior when her brain was hot.

In the past, such a willful and arrogant thing was nothing.

But now Li Wushuang, she will no longer be so impulsive and arrogant.

Wushuang sighed, the matter has come to this, and it is useless to regret it.

The bath towel wrapped around him, and he forced himself over and opened the door a crack.

The young man's big palm, which was slightly dark, carefully held her two pieces of cloth with very little fabric, and Wushuang's reddish face, which was originally steamed, immediately became hot again.

She bit her lip and snatched Neyi over, slamming the door shut.

I really can't imagine how he can wash such a small thing with such a pair of hands that use knives and guns.

When it was time to get ready to wear it, Wushuang found the crooked tampon attached to her underwear again, she was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but laugh.

Just smiling and smiling, her eyes were slightly red again.

She could feel that he was clumsily treating her well and pleasing her.

She could feel that he might really like her, so he flattered her regardless of his status and status.

But.

Wushuang looked at the crooked tampon pasted, and finally smiled lightly with red eyes.

But......

In her heart, it seems that she will always treat him as a brother, and she never thought that she would have such an intersection with him.

The man she likes doesn't seem to be like him.

Even, she only has those hazy cognitions of him, and she doesn't know what kind of person he is and what kind of personality he is.

She also has no way to like him.

Even if she may know very clearly in her heart, if she is really with him, he will definitely treat her very well, and he will love her and spoil her all his life.

Wushuang sighed lightly, and finally took off the tampon and threw it in the trash.

She opened the door and asked Regret to bring in the tampon, but Regret didn't speak, and did as he was told.

"I should post it better next time, I just practiced a few more times."

Regret Sheng's eyes sparkled at her, Wushuang reached out to take the tampon away, did not speak, and closed the door.

Regret looked at the closed door, but the door never opened again as before.

Wushuang rushed to his body, put on Neiyi, put on his bathrobe again, and dried his hair before pulling the door open and going out.

Regret Sheng had already come over with the dried pajamas: "Wushuang, the pajamas are also dry, you change your clothes, I'll go out first......"

Wushuang took the pajamas and sneered lightly: "Isn't it interesting to pretend to be a decent gentleman here." ”

Regret's body trembled violently, and Wushuang saw that the last ray of light under his eyes was suddenly extinguished, and those narrow and deep eyes contained an endless and undissipating pain like the mist of the middle night.

Wushuang couldn't help but turn her face away, his gaze would make her regret her meanness a little.

"You go out, I'll change my clothes."

He didn't say anything, turned around, and walked out of the room step by step.

Wushuang looked at his back, and somehow, there was a trace of indescribable sadness in his heart.

She shook her head, shook off the jumbled thoughts, and changed into her pajamas.

She changed her clothes for a long time, but unfortunately she didn't come back.

Wushuang saw her mobile phone resting on the bedside, she opened it, and several calls were Qiaoqiao's, and there were a lot of worried and anxious text messages.

Wushuang called Qiaoqiao back, saying that her stomach hurt so much that she asked her family to take her home to see a doctor, and the phone had just been charged.

Only then did Jojo put his mind at ease.

Wushuang hung up the phone, it was already late at night, and she was in this state today, and she didn't have the energy to spend it with him.

And she has a period, he can't touch her, so he just sleeps peacefully.

Lifted the quilt and lay down, closed his eyes gently, but suddenly remembered that the two of them were sweating together at that moment, and his big palm was hot against her lower abdomen, rubbing her gently......

Wushuang's cheeks were a little hot, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and ice his face with the back of his hand.

Perhaps, it's because she's grown so big, and it's only because of regret that she has had such intimate contact with herself, anyway, he's her first man.

And girls, for their first man, always have a strange feeling.

Maybe it's not about love, but there's just a feeling of indescribability, as if you can rely on this and do whatever you want in front of him.

He stood on the terrace at the end of the corridor, silently and quietly, the moonlight shrouding him, but it seemed like he could never get close to him.

Everything in this world seems to be outside of his whole person.

He is in the midst of all beings, but it seems that he will never be able to melt into this red dust.

Perhaps, when he came to this world with his dead mother, Chitiao, he was destined to be lonely forever.

I lit a cigarette.

In fact, he quit smoking very early because Wushuang didn't like it.

Because when she was ten years old, she once said, "Don't smoke, brother, you don't smoke, smoking stinks, so Wushuang won't like you."

With her words, he quit the fact that he was already a serious smoking addiction at that time.

Over the years, even when he missed her the most, when he was the most tormented and uncomfortable, he had never touched a cigarette.

But at this time, thinking of her sentence just now, 'What kind of righteous gentleman is pretending to be at this time', the sadness in his heart is like a dense ten thousand silver needles piercing his heart at the same time, and he is a little unbearable.

After smoking a cigarette, regretting that the bitterness in his heart and throat was suppressed, he turned around and went back to the bedroom.

The lights in the bedroom were turned off, and it was pitch black.

For a moment, he didn't even dare to turn on the lights, go in, or walk to the bed.

When a person is too eager for something, when that thing really comes true, he seems to subconsciously feel that this reality also has a kind of unreal ethereal feeling.

After a long time, it was not until a faint moan came to his ears that he strode to the side of the bed as if he had come back to life steeply.

"Wushuang."

He called in a low voice, and in the darkness, there was no answer.