Ji Huaishen saw that she hurriedly took the cup and drank it, afraid that she would be hot, so he hurriedly said, "Slow down, hot." ”

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xiaocheng had already gulped and drank all the bowl of brown sugar water.

She handed the bowl back to Ji Huaishen and said with a smile: "It's not hot for a long time." ”

She can't learn from Sister Lin, she has to drink spoonful by spoonful, at least, now in front of Ji Huaishen, she can't do it.

He's been staring at her like this, she's going to be shy too, right?

Ji Huaishen held the white porcelain bowl in his hand, lowered his eyes to look at her lower abdomen, and asked in a soft voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

Mu Xiaocheng was stunned, he didn't expect him to suddenly ask.

It hurts, it hurts naturally.

But barely able to endure it.

In other words, doesn't Ji Huaishen feel embarrassed like this?

"It's fine."

Her eyes were a little hot, but her lips were pale and still looked wilted.

"So what do you want to eat? I'll do it for you again. ”

He didn't want to see her like this at all.

His baby should not suffer the slightest bit, but should be carefree and happy.

Mu Xiaocheng frowned and thought about it seriously, there was nothing special she wanted to eat, but ......

She suddenly remembered the Malatang in the north of the city.

She smacked her lips and looked at him weakly: "I want to eat Wuji Malatang in the north of the city." ”

The voice that was soft to the heart, and then looking at her big watery eyes, Ji Huaishen was reluctant to refuse at all.

Yes, reluctantly.

Do not eat stimulating and spicy things during the menstrual period.

But as long as she's happy, let her eat some.

"Okay."

His voice is mellow and magnetic.

Mu Xiaocheng blinked, is Ji Huaishen so understanding?

Also, it's pretty easy to talk.

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It's night.

Song Guiran has not been in a good mood recently, and he plays games at his good buddies' house after school, and he doesn't go back until late.

It's already ten o'clock in the evening.

He walked down the road with his bag on his back and his hands in his pockets.

Get ready to walk to the snack street in front of you and buy some late-night snacks.

In the middle of winter, except for some small vendors, there were very few pedestrians outside, and Song Guiran just walked to the entrance of the snack street, and saw a few gangsters surrounding a little girl.

Because it was so dark, for a moment he couldn't see the girl's face.

I only heard the girl say loudly: "I, I have a little money on me, give it all to you, will you let me go?" Please! ”

The girl's voice was crying, weak and pitiful.

Song Guiran's eyes tightened, and the voice was ......

Yuan Xi?

One of the thugs stepped forward two steps, touched his chin with one hand, and said in a dark voice, "Your little money is not enough for my brothers to stuff their teeth." Look at this cold winter, my brother is lacking a warm quilt, you go back with Lao Tzu, and my brothers will make you happy. ”

Yuan Xi's face was hidden in the darkness, Song Guiran couldn't see her expression clearly, and only heard her trembling voice say: "Don't, I'm not the kind of girl you think." My mom is still at home......"

"Cut, I don't care if you're not, just follow Lao Tzu if you're interested."

The little thug spoke in a fierce tone, and he was about to get started.

Song Guiran strode forward and grabbed the thug's arm with one hand.

His eyes were cold, like a wall, blocking the man's front and not speaking.

When the gangster saw Song Guiran who suddenly appeared, he couldn't help but laugh funny: "Yo, the little white face wants a hero to save the beauty." ”

(End of chapter)