The morning light slanted in through the window, and a ray of light fell on the floor. The room was originally warm, but Young Master Ye was startled by the convulsing woman on the bed. He took a breath of cold air. He quickly ran to the bedside and put the convulsing woman away.
Cheng Anya turned over and saw that her face was pale, her hair was wet with sweat and stuck tightly to her face, her eyes were wet with tears, her right hand was tightly covering her abdomen, and she was gritting her teeth in pain.\%
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Ye Chen's heart suddenly sank, and he felt cold all over. He raised his eyes suddenly and glanced at the wide open window like lightning, was it...
No, Black Eagle and the others are all outside. Even if Ye Wei comes, there is no way there will be no sound at all. Young Master Ye brushes the long hair from her face, his tentacles are wet with sweat and cold, and his eyes are even darker.
Shen.
She stretched out her hand and carefully opened Anya's belly that she had been covering. The light yellow casual top was wrinkled by her, and there was no blood. Third Young Master Ye let out a long sigh of relief.
What a blessing![
He thought Anya had been shot, and almost lost his mind in panic.
"Anya, what's wrong?" Mr. Ye hugged her and asked tightly, his delicate features filled with worry and pity. She was in so much pain, but she still gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.
Stubborn and tenacious, it is pitiable!
"It hurts!" Cheng Anya spat out the word with difficulty, seemed to be smoother, and buried her head in his arms. Her voice was painful and dull, "Sudden cramping in the lower abdomen..."
Mr. Ye put his hand on the back of her hand, "Does it hurt here?"
Cheng Anya nodded, feeling a sharp and violent cramping pain, like countless sharp knives stirring in her vagina. The pain made Cheng Anya's teeth tremble and spasm...
"Go to the hospital!" Mr. Ye hugged her. As soon as he stood up, he was stopped by Cheng Anya, "Pour me a glass of water first."
Third Young Master Ye put it down and quickly went downstairs to pour a glass of warm water for her. Cheng Anya drank it, her furrowed eyebrows relaxed slightly, and she breathed a long sigh of relief, "No need to go to the hospital, she's much better!"
The acute pain came and went away quickly. Cheng Anya herself couldn't understand it, but it really didn't hurt anymore.
Why?
"Go, check to see if there is anything wrong with you. Don't just eat something bad." Mr. Ye was very insistent, with a gloomy look on his face. "It's all you. A date with 30 yuan must be a bad thing."
My stomach is full."
"It really doesn't hurt anymore. A girl's house will always be like this for a few days." Cheng Anya saw that Young Master Ye's expression was very bad, and she smiled and found a reason for herself. He had enough things to worry about, so what?
Everything weighed down on him and made him breathless. Don't worry about her body at this time.
Anyway, it didn't hurt anymore. She might have been anxious to get up. Cheng Anya didn't care about it. She was always casual. Since it didn't hurt, she didn't care.
After hearing what she said, Mr. Ye's face softened a lot, "Menstrual pain?"
Cheng Anya's cheeks turned red and she was embarrassed silently. "Master Ye, please don't ask me with such a calm expression. Wouldn't an ordinary man be embarrassed when he hears this? Why is he so confident?"
It made her think that he knew more than he did.
Cheng Anya nodded silently, "It's just for a while, wait until I change clothes and go to work."
Third Young Master Ye's eyebrows were furrowed, Cheng Anya acted casually, but a sense of uneasiness arose in his heart, fear grabbed his heart and tightened his strength, as if he was going to be crushed into pieces at any time.
what happened to him?[
The wind was blowing from the window, carrying the fragrance of magnolia. Young Master Ye's cold eyes narrowed dangerously. He approached the window and observed the surrounding environment keenly. After a while, he called Black Eagle, "Just now
Is there any movement around the villa?"
"No, what's the matter? What happened?" Black Eagle's whole body was tense, and there was a hint of nervousness in his calm and solemn voice.
Third Young Master Ye paused, maybe he was too preoccupied, "It's okay, just ask!"
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Ye went downstairs and looked up at Cheng Anya upstairs. A sympathetic smile appeared on his lips. He walked into the kitchen and made her a cup of brown sugar water. Looking at the dancing fire, Mr. Ye
A little less...
depressed!
When did Ye Sanshao, who had always been a charming and suave man who walked among hundreds of flowers and never let a leaf touch his body, become a new good man at home?
A question worthy of further investigation.
It seems that since he lived with their mother and son, he began to change little by little, and the little love and care he had left was given to them. Although he was pressured by Ning Ning to serve Cheng Anya, he could
He actually discovered that he had never seriously resisted.
As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach. Why is this saying reversed for him?
Cousins... Ye Chen's throat was sore. He was such an idiot. He clearly remembered a series of unpleasant past events when he saw her, but he washed his hands and made soup for her because of her menstrual pain. There is no man more stupid than him in the world.
.
Ye Chen, Ye Chen, you still thought about giving up on her, Yaya, just be brave, it looks like you were eaten to death by her.
Mr. Ye snorted coldly!
Reluctantly, he took the thermos bottle and filled it for her.
Just as they left the kitchen, Cheng Anya came down as well. Mr. Ye gave her the thermos flask, glanced at her with cold eyes, and walked out with an extraordinarily cold look.
Cheng Anya tilted her head, what was this? She didn't bother to look, and rushed out with her briefcase. She keenly felt the autumn wind blowing behind him, and it was cold. Cheng Anya was puzzled.
Didn't you feel sorry for her just now? That worried expression was not fake. Why, just a moment later, Ye Chen looked like an ice sculpture again.
An uncertain man!
She was used to Ye Chen's temperament, and she could handle any of his emotions with ease. If Cheng Anya showed any sad expression because of this, then Cheng Anya would no longer be Cheng Anya.
"What is this?" Cheng Anya asked after getting in the car. Young Master Ye's face became gloomy again. Cheng Anya saw that he was very autumn-winter, so she didn't ask, opened the lid, and felt a burst of warmth hitting her face, with a hint of sweetness.
"Brown sugar water?" Cheng Anya's voice was high, and she couldn't react for a moment, so she blurted out, "Do you want to drink it?"
Third Young Master Ye's eyes widened, "Damn girl, can you say that again?"
The cold and evil man was so angry that he almost stepped on the brakes. His face was so gloomy, and his eyes were brewing with a heavy storm. Cheng Anya was stunned by his drink. She kept quiet when she saw the wind, and suddenly realized... [
He thought she was here, so he boiled brown sugar water for her?
She's not being sentimental, is she?
The corners of Cheng Anya's lips rose, and she almost laughed when she thought of his flurry of reactions, "Mr. Ye, you are really... so cute!"
What a twisted man, even caring is so twisted.
She really didn't expect that Mr. Ye would boil brown sugar water for her for a perfunctory reason. This man... was really flexible and flexible, and every detail made her love him more.