Qi You stood by the closet for half a minute holding her hot cheeks, still immersed in the blushing heartbeat of "What is this bitch man's special hobby?"

Did you specifically ask her to come over and look at the wardrobe to give her a hint?

He was a beast in clothes, she had just forgiven him, but he actually wanted to live as a couple?

Humph, the dream is quite beautiful, but don’t even think about it!

But.

Actually... it's not impossible, after all, they haven't... for a long time...

How about... try it??

After being torn between wearing or not wearing it for five minutes, Qiyou's brain exploded, and the little deer in her heart raced like crazy.

Maybe she stayed inside for too long, so Qiao Chunyan came over and knocked on the door to remind, "Qiyou, the water is ready."

"Oh...here he comes."

Qi You responded reflexively, took two steps toward the door, closed her eyes and pinched her palms, then turned back and opened the drawer, picked something at random and stuffed it into her coat pocket.

Forget it, that’s it!

It's not impossible for a dog man to be cheap once in a while.

She opened the door with her head lowered, avoiding Qiao Chunyan's gaze with a guilty conscience, and turned sideways to squeeze out through the gap between Qiao Chunyan and the door frame.

However, Qiao Chunyan did not miss any good opportunity to tease her, and suddenly stretched out his hand to support the door frame, trapping her in the small space in front of him.

He leaned down, his eyes were direct and unblinking, and he raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, "Do you like the new clothes you bought?"

"..."

I like your size!

Do you know that people like you would have been a coward in ancient times?

Qi You clung to the wall and stood on tiptoes to answer: "Just... okay?"

She tried hard to look like "I don't know what you're talking about", but the blush on both sides of her cheeks and her fingers that couldn't rub the corners of her clothes when she was nervous betrayed her.

Qiao Chunyan stared at her for a few seconds, and soon understood. He stretched out his hand to tuck a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, "That's good."

Rubbing her fingers over the hot tip of her ear, Qiyou avoided it as if she was being electrocuted, "What about that? I'm going to take a shower first."

She crouched down and slipped out from under his arm, wrapped her coat tightly and ran into the bathroom, closing the door loudly.

Looking at the hazy back reflected on the glass door of the bathroom, Qiao Yanyan lightly touched the corner of her lower lip, pulled the collar, and unbuttoned two buttons.

The bathroom was filled with mist. Qiyou sat in the warm bathtub, enjoying the bubble bath and applying a facial mask to herself.

Thoughts were running through her mind, and there was still a small piece of lace she had smuggled in from the closet hanging on the clothes rack outside.

What would Qiao Chunyan's reaction be if she suddenly found out she was wearing this?

I don’t know if this bitch man will be gentler to her this time.

The temperature in the bathroom gradually increased. Thinking about what was going to happen soon, Qiyou's cheeks felt hot unconsciously, making her breathless due to the heat.

She got up and took a towel to wipe her body, temporarily wrapped herself in a bath towel, walked out of the bathtub with bare feet, sat on the soft chair on the side, blew her hair and applied body lotion.

After carefully applying every inch of skin on her body, Qiyou stood in front of the mirror and did a wink~

Hey, the fairy pomelo is back again, and she never wants to go down to earth to experience the sufferings of the people!

Just as I was about to change my clothes, I suddenly felt a cramping pain in my lower abdomen, followed by a rush of heat rushing outward.

Qiyou glanced down and sighed longly.

It’s so damn good, why is my aunt here at this time?

Her monthly cycle used to be pretty accurate, but it was probably because she was tired from work this month, and her gloomy mood in the previous two days caused her menstrual period to come a few days earlier, which caught her off guard.

In this case, the plan failed.

Qiyou glanced at the small black silk on the clothes rack, pulled it off in frustration and threw it into the bamboo basket for dirty clothes.

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In the study, Qiao Yanyan was preparing materials for tomorrow's meeting. When he heard the bathroom door open, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw Qi You wrapping up his coat again, hanging his head, looking like he was about to go downstairs without energy.

He paused what he was doing, stood up, walked to the corner of the stairs and asked, "Are you going out?"

Qi You turned around in response, shook the phone in her hand, and said in frustration: "Oh, I'll go to the convenience store downstairs to buy some daily necessities."

She didn't bring tampons with her, and they didn't come to the apartment often, so she didn't have any spare ones.

"So late?" Qiao Chunyan frowned, glanced at the watch on her wrist, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "This way, I'll help you buy whatever you want."

"..." Qi You was embarrassed, shaking her head like a wavy drum, "No, no, no, I'll just go by myself."

Qiao Chunyan said seriously: "Although the community has security guards on duty 24 hours a day, I don't think it is safe for you to go out alone as a woman in the middle of the night. What do you want to buy? I will help you."

"..."

Qi You couldn't resist him and silently rolled her eyes at him, "I'm here to be my aunt, are you sure you want to buy sanitary napkins for me?"

"..." Qiao Chunyan was speechless.

Humph, you are scared. Who was rushing to run errands for her just now?

man!

Qiyou snorted softly, gathered her coat, and walked to the entrance to change her shoes.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, and a big hand suddenly hugged her waist, and then her body was suspended in the air, and she was held horizontally in Qiao Chunyan's arms.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Qiyou kicked her calf and struggled.

Qiao Chunyan carried her to the sofa and lay down, then covered her belly with a small blanket and said softly: "If your stomach hurts, don't run around. Just wait for me at home."

Qiyou: "..."

Until the man changed his shoes and went out, Qiyou still felt a little surprised.

Was that Qiao Chunyan just now?

A Joe's CEO who makes tens of millions every minute actually goes downstairs to buy sanitary napkins for himself in the middle of the night? Is this a plot that only appears in some idol drama?

Sure enough, if you live long enough, you can expect anything!

However, at that moment just now, he actually got hit by him. What happened?

Qiyou clutched the blanket tightly, her mind filled with images of him choosing sanitary napkins in the supermarket, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Ten minutes later, Qiao Chunyan came back carrying a bag of things.

Qiyou couldn't wait to greet her, rummaged through the bag, and asked curiously: "Don't you feel embarrassed when you go to a convenience store to buy something like this?"

Qiao Chunyan glanced sideways at her and said softly: "I think it's normal to buy menstrual products for your wife."

"..."

The tips of Qiyou's ears felt unsatisfactory, and she said "oh", then opened the bag as if nothing had happened, and prepared to go upstairs for emergency help.

But while rummaging through the shopping bag, the movements of her hands suddenly stopped and she fell into a brief silence.

She said hesitantly: "Well, that's true, but are you sure you bought sanitary napkins? These dozen packs are all pads, and there is only one pack for daily use."

"..."

Qiao Chunyan covered her lips and coughed lightly, "This is my first time, so I don't have much experience."

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while. Fortunately, Qiyou didn't have time to care about it. She quickly took a bag and went to the toilet for emergency. If it were later, a river of blood would be waiting for her.

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This time, her menstrual period came earlier, and her abdominal pain became more intense than before. When Qiyou came out of the bathroom again, her face was already pale, and she had to hold on to the wall and move back to the bedroom inch by inch.

It wasn't until I sank into the soft quilt that the pain in my lower abdomen was relieved.

Half asleep and half awake, the other side of the bed sank slightly, and someone lifted the quilt and lifted her into his arms from behind.

Qi You was so hurt that she was completely confused. She turned around, hugged the man's lean waist, frowned coquettishly, and kept digging into his arms, "I hurt~"

Qiao Yanyan's breathing stagnated.

After a pause, his hand lifted up the hem of Qiyou's thin clothes.

Moving along her slender waist inch by inch...

Sensing his dishonest hand, Qiyou suddenly woke up, held his wrist accurately, opened her eyes and looked directly at him warily: "Don't mess around, I'm here to help you."

"..."

Qiao Chunyan's eyes reflected light, and her black hair was scattered on her forehead. He looked at her quietly for two seconds and silently took away her hand that was holding him.

The big palm continued to move down and landed on her flat belly.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "Would this be better?"
To be continued...