During the hot stirring, Zhang Moyan suddenly realized this, and his whole back suddenly felt numb like an electric shock. Did he actually like him to this extent?!
The trembling emotions were conveyed through the brain, and Xiao Xingyu's kissing method and force became more and more provocative. After a long and moist kiss, Zhang Moyan curled up.
As if he sensed that she was about to lose her ability to resist, Xiao Xingyu separated the two of them compassionately, and then unscrupulously admired her blushing face and misty eyes.
"Do you like me kissing you like this?" he asked horribly.
Zhang Moyan was dumbfounded, this is not a math problem, how can we communicate and discuss it! Her face was burning and she turned around hastily: "I'm going to put this baby away!"
I almost ran away, but accidentally bumped into a book on the table, and fell to the ground with a thud. I quickly bent down to pick it up. It was such a simple thing, and my waist and abdomen suddenly ached, and I started to feel pain.
, couldn't bear to say "ah".
It feels so familiar.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Xingyu quickly held Zhang Moyan's waist and let her stand upright.
Zhang Moyan touched his belly and said angrily: "Here we go again."
Only then did Zhang Moyan realize that he had actually made a sound, and bit his lip after realizing it: "It's nothing, nothing!"
Xiao Xingyu looked at her suspiciously: "There's something clearly written on your face, Zhang Moyan. I've been so honest with you. I even told you about the azure-glazed porcelain. Is there anything else you can't tell me?"
Mine?"
Indeed, Zhang Moyan immediately blamed herself, but... this is very private! She has never shared this matter with a man.
"You haven't told me yet?" Xiao Xingyu raised his eyebrows reluctantly, "It seems you really have something to hide!"
It seemed to Zhang Moyan that he was about to imagine that she had some ulterior secret in the next second, so he risked it all: "Nothing, it's just that my aunt is coming soon and the dysmenorrhea has started..."
I roughly calculated that I had been here for more than twenty days. It was time for the monthly torture before and after my menstrual period. It was just a good day. Why did it hurt just after being kissed? Could it be Xiao?
Does rain have the effect of stimulating the secretion of estrogen?
Xiao Xingyu is also very unfamiliar with the word "dysmenorrhea". If it is the first time for Zhang Moyan to share this matter with a man, in fact it is also the first time for Xiao Xingyu to be shared with a woman.
"Then, is it okay? Do you want to go to the emergency room and see the doctor?" Xiao Xingyu showed a rare clumsiness.
Zhang Moyan shook her head shyly: "No, I do this every month. I'm used to seeing a doctor before."
"Are you used to it?" Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan gently stroking his stomach, obviously in a little pain, "Has the doctor prescribed any medicine for you? Do you have it with you? If not, I will buy it for you."
Zhang Moyan comforted the man who was facing a formidable enemy: "There is no medicine that can cure this. The doctor said that I will most likely be cured after I get married."
"There is no cure? It will be fine once you get married? Why?" Xiao Xingyu has a hundred thousand whys.
"Uh..." Zhang Moyan realized that this was something not easy to talk about, but the man in front of her was really serious and caring about her. After some struggle, she hesitated and said, "The doctor said that the reason for my dysmenorrhea is
Yes, my cervix is a bit...narrow."
Help, I feel so ashamed!!!
Even the toes are shrunken.
Zhang Moyan buried her head all the way down, wishing she could hide under the ground like an ostrich.
The chest on which the head was resting trembled slightly, and then his face was held up and forced to be lifted up, and he met a pair of eyes that were as affectionate as stars in the night.
"Then my husband will treat you." Tender and sincere forever.
OMG!!!
Zhang Moyan was so shocked by Xiao Xingyu's words that his eyes were on fire, and his ears were on fire from the inside out.
"I currently have a hand injury. When I go back to Shenhai, my mother will definitely ask questions about my father. I happen to be needed for the Nangong Mountain event. Most of the company team has already passed. When grandpa wakes up, I will go to Nangong Mountain first. 4
The 20th is my birthday. The competition will be over by then and the bandages on my hands can be removed. I will try to return to Shenhai before my birthday!"
Someone is planning seriously.
"Okay," Zhang Moyan felt that his words seemed to have a profound meaning, but she didn't know what it was for the moment, so she followed his words, "Then I'll wait for you, and we'll celebrate well then. By the way, what gift do you want?
?"
Xiao Xingyu smiled so much that he pinched her red earlobe and said generously: "No need for any gifts, your presence is the best gift."
Zhang Moyan shivered violently, both in his ears and in his heart. Looking at someone's meaningful eyes... that birthday gift should be her!
"I'm going to put things away." He turned around as if running away, ran to the cabinet and took out the luggage that he had almost packed. He opened the zipper and took out the brocade box from Xiao Sheng Museum, and put the small azure glazed porcelain pieces and
The folding bowl that Xiao Xingyu made before was put together.
After doing this, her noisy mind calmed down, and she heard Xiao Xingyu making phone calls, as if he was arranging who would pick her up at the airport tomorrow.
"No one needs to pick me up. It's very convenient for me to take the subway." Zhang Moyan walked up to him and whispered.
Xiao Xingyu turned a deaf ear and continued to make arrangements. After explaining everything, he hung up the phone.
"Would this bother others too much?" Zhang Moyan asked.
"It's not troublesome at all. Xiaowa didn't go to Nangong Mountain this time. He was idle in Shenhai and got paid for nothing." Xiao Xingyu put down the phone and lightly poked Zhang Moyan's face, "Besides, I
A woman shouldn’t have the smell of rushing around on the bus.”
Zhang Moyan raised his head: "..."
Xiao Xingyu had a sudden thought: "Whenever you no longer want to be a reporter, I will open a cafe, flower shop or charity for you. Don't you women all like this? If you really like to be in the media, I will open a cafe for you."
We can build a studio or a media company."
Zhang Moyan took a deep breath: "This is so unfair. Your life is too easy. When we little people hear this, we just want to kill people!"
Xiao Xingyu smiled slightly: "Yes, this world is unfair. Why is it that no one pays attention to the failure of you little people? When we fail, there are a lot of people who are sarcastic and waiting to step on us."
Zhang Moyan was speechless, Xiao Xingyu's mind was running too fast, and arguing with him would only result in a disastrous failure.
"Okay, I can't help you," Zhang Moyan pushed him, "It's getting late, you should take a shower first!"
Xiao Xingyu patted her: "You wash up first, I have to go out later."
Zhang Moyan was surprised: "Are you going out so late?"
Xiao Xingyu sniffed: "I feel a little uncomfortable quitting smoking. I probably won't be able to sleep for a while. I'll go out for a walk."
"It's so hard, then don't quit." Zhang Moyan blurted out distressedly.
Xiao Xingyu tapped her belly: "How about that? Aren't we going to help you realize your dream? Once a man says something, it's hard to follow him."
