I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Qiao Mianmian originally said it casually, but when he looked at him so seriously, he was a little touched when he was warm.

Thinking about such things as dysmenorrhea is a small thing in the eyes of many people.

None deserve special mention.

Even in many cases, it will be considered hypocritical.

When she used to live in Qiao's house, she felt uncomfortable during the days of each month, and only Chen Ma and Qiao Chen would care about her.

As for others, even the most basic condolences are not there.

Now, there is another Mo Yesi in the people who care about her.

Not only does she care about Chen Ma, but also her brother, her husband... will also care about her.

This feeling is really good.

"Ah, Mo Yesi, you..." Qiao Mianmian suddenly called out.

"Since it's uncomfortable, lie down and rest for a while." Mo Yesi reached out and hugged her horizontally, hugged her to the side of the bed in a princess hug, and put her on the bed gently.

"Tell me, what can I do to make you more comfortable?"

The man gently pressed her hand on her shoulder and asked seriously.

"No need to rest, I'm not too uncomfortable. I have to go to the hospital today to pick up the chen."

Qiao Mianmian wanted to get up, but was pressed by Mo Yesi on the bed. The man's deep eyes were drooping, and his tone was a little strong, saying: "I said you need rest, you need rest, be obedient, don't tell me."

"Wait for the rest, then go to the hospital. Don't hurry at this time."

"What's more, even if you can't go, isn't it still me? I'm Qiao Chen's brother-in-law, do you still worry that I can't take care of him?"

"No, I don't mean this..."

"Then obediently obedient." The man's voice is very gentle, but his tone is absolutely strong, "How can I be assured that you have such a bad complexion now? Tell me, how did you deal with your stomachache before?"

Qiao Mianmian stared at him for a few seconds, realizing that he would not change his mind, he fell back to bed helplessly.

Is she really not so weak?

At this level of pain, there is no need to stay in bed at all.

"baby?"

Mo Yeji squeezed her jaw, her eyes fixed: "Tell me."

Qiao Mianmian was asked by him, and he replied casually: "Before I had a stomachache, Qiao Chen would help me boil brown sugar water and help me put a hot water bottle on my stomach. Then I would feel much better."

"But Chen Chen is now hospitalized, and nobody will take care of me like that."

Boil brown sugar water, install a hot water bottle?

Mo Yesi stood by the bed, thoughtfully for a moment, pulled the quilt over her, reached out to touch her head, and said warmly: "Well, I know. You take a rest, I will go downstairs to see."

When he finished, he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Looking at his back, Qiao Mianmian didn't think too much, thinking that he might have asked the kitchen guy to boil her brown sugar water or something.

*

Mo Yesi arrived downstairs.

Ryan stepped forward and respectfully said: "Master, do you want to prepare breakfast?"

Mo Yesi shook his head and walked straight towards the kitchen.

Ryan followed behind him, and was shocked to see him walk into the kitchen.

Hey, young master never enters the kitchen.

He is...

"Master, are you looking for something?" Ryan asked curiously.

A group of people preparing breakfast in the kitchen saw Mo Yesi walk in, all stunned, with a surprised and unexpected expression on everyone's face.