Lan Lan was pretending to be in her heart, and she was not sleeping peacefully, and kept muttering: "Mu Nanrui, do you know? Qiao Zhen is my best friend."

Mu Nanrui tentatively looked at her forehead and held her hand in her hand. His dark eyes changed unpredictably: "Lan Xiaopang, do you know that your husband will be very angry when you call another man in your dream."

"Qiao Zhen, I'm sorry, it's all me-"

Mu Nanrui suddenly blocked her mouth and blocked her words back. How could he allow his little woman to shout at other men in his dreams?

When he let her go, Lan Lan slowly opened her eyes and covered her stomach and muttered quietly: "Mu Er, my stomach hurts so much."

As soon as she finished speaking, a sticky liquid flowed out from below, and her face turned red suddenly, and she said whispered: "It seems that it's the thing coming."

"Let me see." As he said that, he lifted the quilt and looked at it. He turned around and took his underwear and sanitary tampons to change it for her. After changing it, he said with a dark face, "You are not allowed to go out to eat randomly in the future."

She blushed and muttered in a low voice: "Who told you to make me angry?"

"Who made who angry?" Mu Nanrui wanted to use a hammer to knock the little woman's head open to see what was in her mind.

"You were the one who messed with me first." Lan Lan shouted loudly again, very persistent in this.

"Okay, I'm the one who messed with you first." Seeing that Lan Xiaopang was in a tendency to make trouble again, Mu Nanrui quickly surrendered.

Lan Lan's menstruation is extremely irregular, sometimes twice a month, sometimes once every two or three months. Mu Nanrui has been using traditional Chinese medicine to help her condition, but because of her special physical condition, there has been no improvement. The last time I came ten days ago, and it has come again less than ten days after this.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts." She nodded and flattened her mouth, saying pitifully.

"Lying down, I'll help you with a hot compress." His rough palm pressed against her lower abdomen, rubbing gently, trying to bring her warmth.

This move seemed to be very effective, and it was not as uncomfortable as before after a while. Lan Lan grabbed Mu Nanrui's empty hand and drew circles in his palm and played: "Mu Er..."

"What's wrong?"

"You come to bed, I'm going to sleep in your arms."

"good."

"Mu Er..." She got into his arms and put her head on his chest.

"So what's wrong?" he asked softly, without a little impatient.

"You won't bully me when my stomach hurts, do you?" Her eyes flashed with gleam, and she was waiting for him to jump into the trap she set.

"What do you want to do?" He exposes her thoughts at a glance.

Lan Lan climbed up a little and lay face to face with him: "I think we should talk seriously."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Qiao Zhen's matter." Yes, Qiao Zhen's matter must be explained clearly, and Mu Nanrui must not be allowed to escape.

"I said to Lan Xiaopang, did you deliberately make things difficult for me?" He could compromise on other things, but he never regressed in matters about other men. Over the years, he could not know how eye-catching she has been, so he would never give those men a little chance to approach her.

"If you don't agree, forget it, in the future--" Seeing Mu Nanrui's face wrong, Lan Lan blinked, closed her mouth consciously, and then retracted into his arms.

Why is this man so stingy? He has been like this since he was a child. He has been in charge of all kinds of friends she makes. She really doesn’t know what else to do, so he is willing to let Qiao Zhen’s family come back to Jiangbei?

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Chapter completed!