"I don't want to quarrel with you. Please stay away. I want to get dressed!" Cheng Liuli remained as cold as ever.
Yesi Luo suddenly opened her quilt and threw a set of clothes that had been prepared by the bed on her head, "Why are you evading! I have never touched or seen any part of your body! They have been broken.
You are such a good person, why are you pretending to be innocent here?"
As soon as she said this, Cheng Liuli's eyes began to turn red in circles, and more and more water mist began to appear in her big eyes...
She endured the humiliation, pulled down the clothes covering her head, bit her lip with a pale face, and began to put clothes on her body piece by piece in front of Yesilo.
Yes, she has already been broken by the devil, so why should she pretend to be innocent again? What qualifications do she have?
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What qualifications do you have to remember that beautiful young man that you have been dreaming about?
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A tear rolled down suddenly, and was sucked away by the velvet quilt with a hiss, followed by another drop, and another drop.
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Yesilo was dumbfounded as he watched the little woman cry into tears in front of him.
Is there any mistake? He should be the one complaining!
What right did she have to cry like this in front of him, making it look like he had bullied her?
He just couldn't stand the fact that she still treated him like a stranger and asked him to avoid her even if she changed her clothes, so he couldn't help but stop her. He didn't hit her or scold her. She couldn't stop crying.
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After enduring it again and again, I still couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, stop crying!"
Cheng Liuli seemed not to hear anything. Her long black hair hung down like a silk curtain, covering half of her pale and beautiful cheeks. From the side of Yesi Luo, you could just see her long eyelashes like butterflies covered with dewdrops.
As overwhelmed as the wings, a few strands of clear and transparent liquid like a stream still flowed down the face.
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"Hey, I told you to stop crying, do you hear me?" He came closer to her and yelled.
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"I apologize to you, is that okay?" He straightened up, with a somewhat reluctant compromise look on his face.
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"What do you want? I'm really scared of you..." He lowered his head again, the pity in his eyes could no longer be concealed. Unable to bear it anymore, he pulled out a few tissues and looked at them.
Cheng Liuli wiped it off his face.
The latter turned sideways to avoid his unorganized attempts.
"Okay, okay, how about you hit me?" He reached out and held Cheng Liuli's little hand, and made a gesture to slap him in the face.
Cheng Liuli withdrew her hand from mid-air to stop her sobs and the inexplicable soreness and pain that came to her heart for no reason, "It's just my own nerves. You don't need to pay attention to me..."
Oh, Yesilo seemed to suddenly realize it.
In the afternoon, when he was sitting next to massage Cheng Liuli's belly, he still couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart. He was doing circular motions with one hand and sent a text message to the gynecologist at Ye's Hospital with the other hand to learn about the causes, symptoms and precautions of dysmenorrhea.
The gynecologist quickly sent me all the relevant matters regarding dysmenorrhea in detail.
From there, Yesi Luo understood a lot about girls' physiological conditions. Of course, it was not that he didn't have relevant common sense before, but he never paid much attention to this matter. The so-called "common sense" was basically
They all stay at the superficial level of understanding.