Jian Haotian saw that her face was getting whiter and paler, and hurriedly wrapped her in a quilt, like a silkworm chrysalis.

"You wait for me here, I'll make you some sugar water." With that, he immediately got out of bed and strode out.

Li Qiaomu in the bun quilt looked at his stiff back, the corners of his mouth curved, and at this time, he felt that he was by his side to take care of himself, as if it was also a kind of happiness.

Mother Li, who was about to go to bed, was called out by her son-in-law, and when she heard it, she knew that her daughter was having her menstruation, and her son-in-law asked her if there was brown sugar at home.

Looking at her son-in-law who was full of concern for her daughter, Mother Li smiled and took out the brown sugar jar at home and handed it to him.

Mother Li, who returned to the room, turned around and said to Father Li, "I used to think that our daughter was married to this son-in-law by mistake. ”

Father Li, who was closing his eyes, heard his wife's words, and immediately asked with a smile, "What about now, do you think our daughter is married right?" ”

Mother Li smiled proudly, "That's naturally the right marriage, just now my son-in-law borrowed brown sugar from me to make sugar water for our daughter, I have been married to you for so many years, I have given birth to several children, and I have never seen you make brown sugar water for me to drink." ”

When Father Li heard this, his eyes immediately widened, and he said a little weakly, "This talk about son-in-law is about son-in-law, why did you talk about me again." ”

"Can't you talk about it?" Mother Li muttered quietly.

On the other side, Jian Haotian came in with a glass of brown sugar water, and when he sat on the edge of the bed, he carefully prepared to feed her with his hands.

Li Qiaomu saw his move, and leaned on his shoulder shyly, waiting for him to put the sugar water to his mouth.

Drinking the sugar water, and looking at his eyes looking at him, Li Youyou suddenly felt that the sugar water he drank was not as sweet as the eyes he looked at him.

Thinking back to when he first came here, although this man also knew that he was distressed, but he didn't have this kind of look, which shows how much he has changed during this time.

"How's it going, does it still hurt?" Looking at the already empty cup, Jian Haotian asked with concern.

Li Qiaomu replied with a smile, "How can it be that it won't hurt so soon, I'm going to hurt at least until tomorrow." ”

However, because of his thoughtful care, she felt that the stomach pain did not seem to hurt very much.

At this time, she took one of his large hands and put it on her stomach.

As a man, he is full of fire, his blood is strong, and his palms are particularly warm.

Soon, Li Qiaomu felt warm in his abdomen, and the pain before seemed to be decreasing.

Jian Haotian saw the position where his hand was resting, and he was frightened and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

When he was about to move, he suddenly heard her reminder in his ears, "Don't move, your hands are so warm, I don't seem to feel so much pain when I put it on it." ”

Li Qiaomu, who had noticed that he would have this action early in the morning, suddenly said this sentence when he was about to react.

It was precisely because of this sentence that he dispelled the idea of wanting to withdraw his hand.

Seeing that he obediently handed his hand to himself, the corners of Li Qiaomu's mouth curled.

"It doesn't seem to hurt so much, but if you rub it for me, it might be even less painful." Feeling that his whole body was now stiff, Li Qiaomu suddenly said with a playful heart.

When Jian Haotian, who didn't know it, heard her words, he believed it, and he couldn't care about the nervousness in his heart, so he immediately took his hand and gently rubbed it on her abdomen.

(End of chapter)