After a while, Yi Shu dragged his weak body out of the bathroom. He covered his stomach with his little hands, and his whole little face was almost distorted by the pain. Hearing the sound, Yi Xiao put down his cell phone, stepped over and hit her directly.
Hug him.
A burst of warmth enveloped her, and she instinctively reached out and tightly wrapped her arms around his neck.
The cold little face pressed against his broad chest, as cute as a little rabbit.
"It feels so uncomfortable. Is it always like this when MC comes?" His eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and the love in his eyes was obvious.
"Well..." She nestled on his chest and responded muffled, her voice as thin as a gnat, not at all like her usual noisy self.
"You lie down for a while." He opened the quilt and stuffed her cold body into it. He moved carefully, as if he was holding a fragile glass doll in his hands. She did not let go of her hand hanging on his neck.
open.
His eyes were half-closed and his mouth was pouted: "Are you going to sleep?" His tone was full of disappointment.
Her hands held onto him tightly, unwilling to let go.
He pulled his lips and smiled unconsciously. He suddenly felt very satisfied. Being supported by her like this was actually a very happy thing.
He touched her forehead with his hand, and there was warmth in his clear eyes, "Sleep peacefully, I'll go downstairs to get you a glass of water. I'll wait until you fall asleep before I leave." He comforted patiently.
she.
He found that taking care of her seemed to have gradually become his habit. He had endless patience with her.
"Okay!" Then she was willing to let him go and opened her arms.
He stood up, turned up the heating in the room, and then turned around and left the room.
Sleep bugs kept attacking her, but she still stared at his leaving figure in confusion, reluctant to leave.
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It was already late at night, and both Aunt Qiao and Uncle Qin were already asleep in the house.
He turned on the glass lamp in the living room, went directly to the kitchen, and found a hot water bottle to fill with hot water.
He searched around for a long time and finally found an old hot water bottle in a corner.
Bending over to pour hot water, under the dim light at night, his expression was still as calm as water. Even if he bent over, it could not diminish his dignity.
It's just that that handsome and extraordinary face has a softness that it didn't have before.
He was very unfamiliar with filling a hot water bottle. Basically, this was his first time doing it. Moreover, it was information he had just looked up online on his mobile phone.
I heard that if you warm your lower abdomen with hot water when MC comes, you will get unexpected results.
Hope this helps Xiao Nizi's pain.
"Sir?" Aunt Qiao got up to pour water and was startled by the busy figure in the kitchen.
Something strange happened again!
Because he is allergic to the smell of cooking fumes, my husband rarely goes into the kitchen all year round. Is it going to rain red?
Yi Xiao stood up, didn't turn around to see Aunt Qiao, and asked apologetically: "Did I wake you up?"
"No, I woke up thirsty." Aunt Qiao explained quickly, put down the water glass in her hand, naturally took the hot water bottle from his hand, and helped fill it with water, "What are you busy with? Even the hot water bottle has been turned out.
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There was no use for such a thing in this kind of weather. She thought it was quite strange.
"Yishu's stomach doesn't feel right." He explained euphemistically.
"Oh, no wonder!" Aunt Qiao understood immediately. She has a lot of experience in dealing with girls. "Make some brown sugar water for the lady to drink. I'm sure we can come together tomorrow."
Make brown sugar water?
Yi Xiao had already turned around and went to get the water glass.
Aunt Qiao had just finished filling the hot water bottle and was about to rush over to make some sugar water, but was stopped by Yi Xiao.
"Let me do it, it's just a small thing." It feels good to do something for Xiao Nizi. Although, the smell of oil smoke in the kitchen is indeed not small.
"You are allergic to the smell in the kitchen! Just leave this to me." Aunt Qiao said as she skillfully moved the brown sugar to the counter.
"It's okay." Yi Xiao refused, "It's late, you should go to bed first."
As he spoke, he scooped up two spoonfuls of brown sugar, "Are two spoonfuls enough?"
"That's enough, that's enough! Just have another drink tomorrow morning." Aunt Qiao covered it with brown sugar and couldn't help but sigh sincerely: "Young lady is so lucky. My husband is getting better and better towards her."
Yi Xiao stirred the brown sugar water with his chopsticks, paused, and half-squinted his dark eyes, with an indescribable emotion swirling in his deep eyes.
After a long while, he said quietly, "Go to bed early, I'm going upstairs first."
He took the hot water bottle with the brown sugar water and went upstairs.
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In the room, Xiao Nizi was still half-asleep and half-awake. It was so late and she was still asleep. She seemed to be in severe pain.
He put the brown sugar water on the bedside, then leaned down and called her softly.
"Yishu?" At night, his voice had a dark and sexy tone.
It woke her up instantly.
She opened her eyes in confusion, and a familiar handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.
Her delicate heart skipped a beat.
Her blurred eyes flashed, and the corners of her bloodless lips curved into a sweet arc, "Uncle..." she called softly, and her delicate arms stretched out from under the quilt, and hugged her greedily.
His elegant neck.
I really like it, I really like the feeling of being in his arms without restraint...
Warm and fragrant, it is so similar to the father in my memory, but...it seems to be very different...
"Get up and drink some brown sugar water. Maybe you'll feel better." Across the quilt, he held her slim waist with one big hand and held up the sugar water at the head of the bed with the other hand.
"What is this?" She put her little head to the edge of the cup, and when she saw the dark water, her whole little face twitched, "Medicine?"
So bitter!
When she thought of the bitter Chinese medicine, a bitter look appeared on her face.
Yi Xiao smiled softly, "It's not medicine, it's sugar water. Drink it obediently." As he spoke, he put the cup to her lips.
"Really?" She looked at him questioningly, still wanting to doubt it, but she could already taste the sweet taste on her lips.
yeah?
It seems that uncle really didn’t lie to her!
As a result, the wrinkles on her face quickly relaxed, and she drank it all in two gulps while holding the cup in both hands.
Being heated by the heater, she was really thirsty!
"Hold this and have a good sleep. You will be fine tomorrow." He stuffed the hot water bottle into the quilt.
Yi Shu looked at the hot water bottle stupidly, feeling stunned for a moment.
After a while she raised her head, her misty eyes flickering.
"Uncle, you are so kind to me..." The childish voice seemed a little hoarse.
"This is the first time someone filled me with a hot water bottle!" He proudly raised the hot water bottle in his hand, and the feeling of happiness in his unclear eyes was so strong.
When I was a child at Director Bai's house, MC would often have abdominal pain when she came over. Bai Fei would deliberately pour cold water on her, but Jian Qing just let her suffer and never paid attention to her.
Gradually, she has actually become accustomed to this kind of pain... However, since meeting Yi Xiao, it seems that she has become very afraid of pain...