The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Lu Mian curled up on the bed holding the quilt.

Soon, zero text messages arrived.

Zero: [Brother Mian, how are you doing today? That... is it time to come? 】A "Dysmenorrhea mushroom.jpg" is also attached at the back.

Sleep: [Well, today. 】

Zero: [Damn, you have a catastrophe once a month! I will look for you? 】

Mian: [I live next door to Jin Jingxiao’s family, don’t show up. 】

Zero seemed to pause for a long time, and finally sent me a sentence [The old man in the family said, it doesn’t hurt to have a child. Would you like to find someone to live with? 】

Sleep: [Get off. 】

Zero: [I mean seriously! 】

Sleep: [Taking a taxi! 】

After sending the text message with her fingertips trembling, she threw the phone into the quilt.

She had dysmenorrhea, the kind of pain to death.

This was not brought by the mother, but the sequelae of the kidnapping.

Once a month, the body will inevitably suffer the pain of being torn apart and reorganized, torn apart and reorganized.

She had recovered her life, but she had to pay the corresponding price.

Maybe she will endure this kind of torture all her life.

Lu Mian pursed her lips, her face was disastrous as paper, even though it was so painful that she trembled, she still made no sound.

She also insisted on walking from the bed to the bathroom.

Then from the bathroom, lie back on the bed.

She swallowed five painkillers halfway through, but it didn't work, so she took it too.

The doorbell rang at this time.

She frowned, fiddled with her watch, and a small human face appeared on the dial.

It is Xiao Qimo.

She clicked "Agree" and the security door opened automatically.

And when Xiao Qimo walked in, Lu Mian also gave a sigh of relief, standing in front of him as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that the person who was so hurt just now was not her.

"Is there anything wrong?" She folded her arms around her chest and quietly leaned against the shoe cabinet.

His neck hangs slightly, and his face is a bit tired and tired.

Xiao Qimo laughed at himself and said that he had been suspected of one day, and then he brought up the MM's health-preserving meal in his hand, "My family's food is coming to my family's chopsticks."

While speaking gracefully and calmly, he entered the room by himself.

"..."

Lu Mian followed him silently all the way, only feeling that the words "senecious scum" to describe Xiao Qimo were really appropriate.

On the surface, there is a modest and polite appearance, but in fact, it is black and shameless.

She watched the men put the health-preserving meals on the table one by one, and went to the kitchen with advocacy, took out the pair of chopsticks she borrowed, and placed them on the sides of the seat.

Lu Mian just looked at his back and didn't stop.

But soon he heard his slow and solemn voice, turning his back to her gently.

"Lu Mian, if it hurts, don't pretend to go on."

The girl's heart was hit by something inexplicably.

In the next second, the elegant man had already come to her side, very gentlemanly holding her shoulder, leading her towards the bedroom.

The paleness on her face had already proved that she was uncomfortable.

Excuse me to deliver food, but I just want to see how she is going.

She was really uncomfortable, but she was still whitewashing peace and trying to lie to him.

What a little liar!

Lu Mian was in a complicated mood. He was supported by him back to the comfortable big bed, holding the quilt, and said dullly, "Don't think you know me well."

"Then... Drink some hot water?"

"..." Lu Mian paused, and his voice became even more muffled: "Drink."

Xiao Qimo took a cup of warm water for Lu Mian, handed it to her mouth, and let her drink it.

From beginning to end, it was taken care of by a gentleman, not far or near, just right.

Perhaps because of this kind of meticulous care, she felt that she didn't feel that pain anymore.

Is it an illusion?

She was in a trance.

"Om..."

The sound of the phone vibrating made her regain her senses. Lu Mian dragged her body to reach the phone left beside the bed, only to find that the phone was picked up by a man first.

She immediately squinted her eyes, and her eyes shone brightly or darkly.