Facing a pair of deep scarlet eyes, Jiang Weiyang saw the unconcealed demand in Feng Junli's eyes, such a strong depression was almost to the extreme, she knew that men at this time might not be able to bear it, she is a modern person who knows countless physiological needs for men, in the entertainment industry, this is definitely a topic that can be talked about over tea.

Jiang Weiyang shook her head hard, she hadn't shouted to stop being immoral at this time, she just looked at him and said softly, "I...... I'm a little nervous! ”

It's true that I'm scared, but I can't, but I'm a little nervous.

Looking at the tense little face under him, Feng Junli gently kissed Jiang Weiyang, his eyes flashed, and he said gently: "Don't be nervous, I will be gentle!" ”

Feng Junli saw Jiang Weiyang's stunned face, paused and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Let's take our time, it won't hurt!" ”

He naturally knew what Jiang Weiyang was worried about, women were more painful for the first time, not to mention that she was nervous, even Feng Junli herself was nervous, if she was in pain, where would he still be interested.

Facing him with a pair of blood-stained eyes still gently comforting her, Jiang Weiyang's heart flowed through a warm current, and the original tense body was also soothed, and he nodded vigorously.

After getting her nod, Feng Junli seemed to have received an amnesty order, the blood in her body burned again, she lowered her head to kiss her lips, then her cheeks, and then down, Jiang Weiyang's clothes were lifted away, and her charming body was perfectly exposed to the air.

"It hurts!"

Jiang Weiyang's lower abdomen spasmed, and the sharp pain made her cry out uncontrollably, her hands tightly grasped the futon on the soft couch, large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her face instantly lost blood.

"Yangyang, what's wrong with you?" Feng Junli Xin panicked and got off her body, hugged the person straight, observed carefully, and reached out to pull the futon to cover her body.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts!" Jiang Weiyang exhaled with difficulty, and the sudden pain made her whole strength drained.

"Stomach ache?" Feng Junli was not only worried but also puzzled when she heard her say this, "This king hasn't touched you yet, why does it hurt?" ”

Indeed, it was because he was afraid that he would be in pain, so he was so careful to comfort her, why did he feel pain before he touched her.

"I don't know, it's just that my lower abdomen hurts, and it's a spasmodic pain!" Jiang Weiyang leaned into his arms and opened her mouth weakly, it was really painful, was it because she was too nervous? No, she's obviously not nervous anymore, she's already enjoying being tossed so carefully by him, and she's ready!

"Spasms?" Feng Junli looked at her with a frown, and the next action was to lift the quilt, and then lift her half-unloaded skirt, and sure enough, as he expected, the white bedding on the soft couch was stained with blood......

Feng Junli smiled bitterly, then hugged her deeply into his arms, and said helplessly and resignedly: "Yang Yang, you are here to send a letter to the moon, so it hurts, after a while, this king will let people cook some cane sugar and drink it, it will be better!" ”

At this time, come to the monthly letter, is this God not letting them round the house? He was already ready to go in a moment later, and Yang Yang would be his man!

Monthly letters? When Jiang Weiyang heard these two words, the painful pale face finally had a little blood, and he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up at Feng Junli, it turned out to be a period, or this kind of critical time, and it was not himself who found it, it was still Feng Junli, thinking of Feng Junli's agile reaction Jiang Weiyang's face turned even redder, she didn't have the pain of menstrual cramps before, how many women envied her for people who didn't have menstrual cramps, but they didn't expect the owner of this body to have such a situation, as if there was one last time, but the feeling was not very great, So that's it......

"Right...... I'm sorry! Jiang Weiyang almost bit his tongue out.

"I'm sorry at this time, it's really useless!"

Feng Junli laughed at herself, then lowered her head and kissed her forehead, then got off the soft couch, walked out of the house and gave orders, and returned to the bedroom.

Jiang Weiyang was getting dressed and getting off the soft couch, ready to clean up the scene, the evening snow was not there, and she did this kind of thing herself

"Lie down and don't move if it hurts!" As soon as Feng Junli entered the door, he saw her holding her stomach and cleaning up the soft couch, and walked directly towards her and hugged her, "You have to do this kind of work, what do you do in Mowangfu!" ”

"The evening snow hasn't come back yet!" Being held in his arms like this, Jiang Weiyang was still a little embarrassed.

"Is this Mowang Mansion just a girl in the late snow? Or do you just think that Nightsnow is your own person, and no one else is it? Feng Junli looked at her with some annoyance, she was already dissatisfied, and she was worried about her body, so her mood was naturally not good, "It is a disease that the pain will be when the moon letter comes, and if you don't recuperate well, your body will have big problems in the future!" ”

"Are you worried about me?" Seeing him teaching her with a dark face, Jiang Weiyang was in a very good mood, of course she knew that this was a disease, how could there be a normal body with menstrual cramps.

"You are the wife of this king, and this king is not worried about you, but does he want others to worry about you?" The damn woman was obviously in pain, her forehead was still sweating, and she was still in the mood to argue with her.

Wife? Jiang Weiyang is very satisfied with this title, she prefers this title to Ai Concubine, Princess, and Yang Yang.

"Lord Wang, the sucrose water is here!"

While speaking, Ziyue walked over with a bowl of cane sugar water, looking at the soft collapse, and messy bloodstains, and then looking at Jiang Weiyang shyly nestled in Feng Junli's arms, Ziyue had to understand a fact, they had a round house!

"Give it to the king!" Feng Junli sat down on the soft chair beside the person in his arms, then took the sucrose water in Ziyue's hand, tasted it lightly, and then said to Ziyue, "Clean up this soft couch, the princess will rest in a while!" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Weiyang's face turned even redder, in this case, everyone would think about what they just did, if the evening snow is okay, he will let Ziyue clean it up now, isn't that pouring salt on Ziyue's wounds? knew that Ziyue was secretly liking him.

Jiang Weiyang still knows how cruel it is to let a woman clean up the evidence of the crime of having a house with a man she likes and another woman: "No need, the evening snow will come in a while, just let her clean it up!" ”

Jiang Weiyang looked at the loss that Ziyue tried his best to hide, and he couldn't help but shout to stop.

The heart, once it moves, is not something that you can control!

"The evening snow hasn't come back yet, so I guess I won't come back until dawn!" Ziyue turned her head to look at Jiang Weiyang, and her faint gaze flowed out of pain, "Princess, isn't it good enough to dislike Ziyue?" ”

"It's not!" Jiang Weiyang immediately blurted out in a panic, where would he think she was doing badly, but she couldn't bear it.

"Since it's not, leave it to Ziyue!" Ziyue glanced at Feng Junli, who was helping Jiang Weiyang blow sucrose water, and said lightly, "Women will be more empty when they experience intercourse, and drinking this sucrose water is probably not effective, so you have to drink black chicken soup or pigeon soup!" ”

Hearing this, Feng Junli was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ziyue, and then lowered his head and smiled lightly, Jiang Weiyang's face instantly burned red, and the blood all over his body was concentrated on that face, so embarrassed that he couldn't even say a word, so he knew that she must have misunderstood, but in this way, everyone will misunderstand, who would have thought that she would have a period at this time.

"Eun, you tell the kitchen when you have breakfast later, and prepare it for Yangyang!" However, Feng Junli nodded thoughtfully, and then added, "The pigeon soup is also ready!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang!"

Feng Junli said this is equivalent to admitting what they just did, when they heard this, although they kept telling themselves that this man was a man they couldn't think of, they still had a terrible heart pain after hearing the news, and the heart, once it moved, it was not something that they could control!

Ziyue quickly changed the bedding on the soft couch and then withdrew with the soiled futon, looking at Ziyue's depressed figure who hurriedly withdrew, Jiang Weiyang's heart was filled with a trace of pain, how bitter it was to have a crush on someone, she knew that when she first read the script of "The Most Beautiful Time", she cried, the current Ziyue is sadder than the heroine Su Man at that time, at least, Su Man is trying to let the person she likes know her mind, but Ziyue deliberately hides her feelings in front of the person she likes, this pain is different.

"Open your mouth!" Feng Junli watched her eyes fall on the figure of the disappeared person at the door, and frowned and spoke, "Good, drink this, your stomach will feel better, let the imperial doctor come over tomorrow to take a look at you!" ”

"There's no way for the Imperial Doctor!" What Jiang Weiyang wants to say is that this kind of thing is estimated to be impossible for the imperial doctor, if there is really a way, modern medicine is so developed, how can there still be so many people with menstrual pain, and they are all on the agenda of dysmenorrhea leave.

"How do you know if you don't try!" Feng Junli lowered his head and fed the sucrose water in the spoon.

"I'll do it myself!" Jiang Weiyang was a little embarrassed, but she had menstrual cramps, she was not sick, and she was not a hypocritical person, so she was really embarrassed to let him serve like this, and reached out to grab the bowl in Feng Junli's hand, but she was empty.

"Don't move, let this king feed you!" Feng Junli's face sank and looked at her straight, this woman is usually arrogant and willful, he can't treat her, and the time spent in his arms like today is very small, and he naturally enjoys it very much.

Jiang Weiyang was imprisoned in his arms and couldn't move, so he had to let him feed the sucrose water in the bowl one by one, and the warm sucrose water went down the stomach, so that the pain in the lower abdomen was also relieved, and there were still an hour or two before the real dawn, plus it was very late when he came back last night, so Jiang Weiyang was also a little tired.

"I want to sleep a little longer!" Jiang Weiyang whispered to Shangfeng Junli's big eyes, Feng Junli must have gritted his teeth at her at this time, not to mention the round house that he had been looking forward to for a long time, and he was still serving her for a long time, but he didn't expect that Chu Jumo just smiled faintly.