Qian Qianqian looked at his big boss face that made her feel cold, with a black face on his forehead.
Does he have to get to the bottom of it? Is it possible for a girl to tell him that she is menstruating to him, a big loan shark?
she.
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I really haven’t gotten to know him that well yet. Ouch!!!
Seeing the hesitant look on her face, he narrowed his eyes and slowly approached her. The chilling momentum made Qian Qianqian shudder suddenly.
"You should know that I am capable of finding out even if you don't tell me."
Qian Qianqian looked at Shi Jing helplessly, and finally decisively chose to compromise with him.
The proletariat cannot fight with the capitalists, not to mention that she, a proletarian, owes a huge debt to the capitalist.
They say it’s the uncle who owes the debt, so how come it’s the other way around when it comes to her?
Sighing in her heart, she looked at him and blushed subconsciously, "It's just...my menstruation is coming."
When she finished saying this, her face flushed, and she didn't notice that Shi Jing was slightly stunned by her answer, and then an unnatural look appeared on his face.
Seeing that he had straightened his expression, as if to cover up his unnaturalness, he growled at her: "Can't you be more direct?"
"I didn't know you were so ignorant..."
She held her belly and couldn't help but retorted, decisively making the boss's face darken.
Just as she was about to get angry, she saw Qian Qianqian bending down, her expression wrinkled up ferociously, and a painful moan came from her mouth.
Seeing Qian Qianqian looking like he was about to die, Shi Jing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and his tone softened unconsciously.
"Does it really hurt?"
"Do you think it hurts if you try it?"
She grinned and replied, "Human," and couldn't help but lie down on the bed.
Having no time to care about her too much, Shi Jing frowned, stretched out his hand to cover her with the quilt, and took out his mobile phone——
"Find out how to cure menstrual cramps now."
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a long time before finally coming back to his senses and said, "Yes, Mr. Jing."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Jing returned to Qian Qianqian's bed and sat down. His tone was not very good, but for other women, his tone was considered to be extremely good.
"Can you still bear it?"
"Well, okay, I'll get used to it."
She nodded feebly, and when her gaze touched Shi Jing's deep eyes, she felt an indescribable feeling.
She didn't expect that when she was so helpless, the one who would appear here to accompany her would be.
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It's this black-hearted blood-sucking capitalist.
Although the purpose of his appearance here was too strong, she couldn't help but feel a little moved after she had been used to being alone for many years.
"you......"
Just when she was about to ask him what he was doing, Shi Jing's cell phone rang at that moment.
Seeing him pick up the phone, he said with a cold expression, "Say."
A faint word always exudes an irresistible aura, a natural kingly aura, and even a look can make people crawl involuntarily.
"Master Jing, I found several methods. The first one is to boil brown sugar with ginger and drink it to relieve the pain. The second one..."