Their Love Stories

Ye Zhongjue almost drove the car into the underground garage when he wanted to understand it.

In the elevator, he turned on his phone to search for knowledge about women's menstrual periods.

Seeing the menstrual period, when most women have dysmenorrhea, Ye Zhongjue's brows are frowned.

When he was holding Mo Suqing just now, he obviously felt her body trembling. Could it be terrible pain?

He then looked down, women should avoid rain or cold water during their menstrual period.

At this time, Ye Zhongjue's whole person is not good.

He was sure that she must have been in pain just now, but by coincidence, she was caught in the rain again.

His lips were pressed together tightly. How could this woman not take care of herself like this!

Ye Zhongjue quickly checked the information, looking for ways to cope with dysmenorrhea.

When the elevator arrived, he was still a little worried and picked up his mobile phone to make a call.

When Ming Jinhua received the call, he was a little delighted. His son even thought of calling himself.

"Hey! Ajue, what's the matter?"

Ye Zhongjue pursed his mouth. He thought it well, but at this moment, he didn't know how to speak.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you talking? Is there anything wrong with the call?" Ming Jinhua couldn't help asking again.

Ye Zhongjue was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Although there was no one around, his whole expression was extremely unnatural.

His voice sounded a little awkward, "Mom! Is there any effective treatment for dysmenorrhea?"

"Ah..." Ming Jinhua was a little stunned. She thought she had misheard, "Ajue, what did you say?"

A suspicious blush flashed across Ye Zhongjue's expressionless face.

His voice was extremely stiff.

"Mom! How should dysmenorrhea be treated?"

Hearing his son's tough voice, Ming Jinhua couldn't help laughing.

It seems that the son has had a girlfriend. This is a good thing. The son is already big and young, and it is time to have a girlfriend.

"Mom! Can you stop laughing!" Ye Zhongjue felt like he wanted to hit the wall.

"Good, good! I'm not smiling. There is actually no effective way for dysmenorrhea, but brown sugar water can play a little role, and remember to touch cold water."

Ming Jinhua thought for a while and continued to add, "If you have ginger, add some to the brown sugar water, the effect will be better!"

"Well, I know!" Ye Zhongjue finished speaking and hung up the phone quickly.

He simply felt that this was more difficult than commercial negotiations, but I hope the mother did not guess what he was going to do.

In fact, on the day he and Mo Suqing registered, at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, they lied to her that they told her family, just to stop her hesitating.

He suddenly got married, and the family didn't even know it.

It is estimated that the father and mother never thought that he, who had always avoided women, would marry so soon.

After Ye Zhongjue finished the call, his mood quickly returned to normal, he opened the door and walked in.

Ye Zhai.

Ming Jinhua hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

Ye Wentian looked up at her, "Ajue's phone number?"

"En, yes!" Ming Jinhua couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Ye Wentian asked casually while flipping through the book.

"What is he doing on the phone?"

Ming Jinhua is in her forties, but her face is well maintained, and she still has the charm today. She looked at Ye Wentian mysteriously, with a smile on her face.

"I guess your son is talking about his girlfriend!"

As soon as Ye Wentian heard Ming Jinhua's words, he removed the book in his hand and looked up at Ming Jinhua.

"How to say? Doesn't he always hate this the most? Will he take the initiative to find a girlfriend?

Ming Jinhua couldn't help but glared at him, "Couldn't my son find a girlfriend? You die old man, he is now twenty-five, and his family is so old that he already has children, so my son can't find a girlfriend. Girlfriend!"

Ye Wentian shook his head helplessly, this old woman, did she mean that? Always misunderstand what I mean.

"Forget it, look for it when you find it, and wait until he is willing to tell us!"

Ming Jinhua nodded, "That's true too!"

...

When Ye Zhongjue returned to the room, he saw Mo Suqing curled up in a ball, like a small animal, wrapped in a quilt pitifully.

He seemed to be able to see the traces of the quilt trembling slightly, and for a while, his whole heart was pulled together.

She must be very painful, otherwise, someone who is strong like her will not easily show weakness.

Thinking of this, he felt even more distressed.

By the way, brown sugar water!

Ye Zhongjue walked out in a hurry, and under his umbrella, he went to the life supermarket outside the community.

Mo Suqing only heard the sound of the door opening, and then the door seemed to be closed again.

She was so painful that she didn't have the strength to turn around, wrapped herself like a zongzi, curled up on the bed uncomfortably.

Ye Zhongjue bought a warm water bag in the supermarket, as well as **** powder and brown sugar, and hurried upstairs.

After Ye Zhongjue went upstairs, the first thing he did was to fill the warm water bag with water. He actually planned to buy an electric heater, but when he thought that the electric heater would have a slow heating time when plugged in, he couldn't wait.

In fact, although he couldn't experience it personally, he seemed to feel how uncomfortable she was when she saw Mo Suqing's uncomfortable look.

Ye Zhongjue filled the water and quickly took the hot water bottle into the room.

Mo Suqing once thought that he had passed out, but when he heard the door opening again.

She knew that she still had a trace of consciousness.

Ye Zhongjue went in quickly, gently uncovered the quilt, put the warm water bag in Mo Su's arms, twisted the quilt for her, and turned the indoor air-conditioning temperature higher before closing the door.

Mo Suqing heard the footsteps approaching gently, and then there seemed to be a heat source near her stomach, the twitching sensation in her stomach seemed to be relieved, and her face was slightly relieved.

In the kitchen, Ye Zhongjue frowned as he stared at the steps on the phone.

For **** syrup, just add brown sugar and **** powder, the water is boiling, you should be ready to drink it.

According to his own ideas, Ye Zhongjue finally made a satisfying **** syrup after half an hour.

He walked into the room with Jiang Tangshui, Mo Suqing's face seemed to be a little relaxed, not as pale as he had just returned at night.

Ye Zhongjue put the **** sugar water on the bedside table, and he gently lifted Mo Suqing up.

Mo Suqing let out an uncomfortable cry, and Ye Zhongjue's movements became lighter. His business was gentle, like a spring breeze.

"Suqing, obedient, after drinking this bowl of brown sugar water, it won't be so uncomfortable!"

Mo Suqing shook her head subconsciously. In her memory, her mother seemed to have cooked **** syrup for herself.

In my memory, that taste doesn't seem to be very good.

It's just that since my mother passed away, I haven't tasted that taste for a long time.

Ye Zhongjue fed Jiang Tangshui to her mouth. She seemed to frown and did not want to open her mouth. Jiang Tangshui slowly slid down the corner of her mouth.

Ye Zhongjue frowned helplessly, and the handsome and handsome Lao Gao raised his brows.

Before drinking such a bowl of **** sugar water, it was all cold.

He finally thought about it, took a big sip, then kissed Mo Suqing's mouth directly, and gently poured Jiang Tangshui into her mouth.

Seeing her swallowing Jiang Tangshui, he was relieved to start feeding her a second bite.

Mo Suqing's whole person's consciousness is a bit vague, she feels as if there is a warm object close to her lips, and then a strange-smelling liquid is injected into her mouth.

But after drinking it, my stomach seems a little more comfortable.

She subconsciously waited for the warm thing to approach again and again, injecting that strange liquid again and again.

Ye Zhongjue almost coaxed and deceived Mo Suqing to drink the bowl of **** sugar water.

After feeding the last sip of **** syrup, Ye Zhongjue breathed a sigh of relief, and finally drank it.

He looked at Mo Suqing's blush little mouth, and couldn't help kissing slowly.

Knowing that she was not feeling well, he just touched the water like a dragonfly, and just tasted it.

Putting her down gently and twisting the quilt, Ye Zhongjue took the bowl and walked out with confidence.

Ye Zhongjue packed everything, only to find that his clothes were all attached to his body.

He couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and when he met her, he found that he was really hopelessly stupid.

Ye Zhongjue took a hot shower, and when he went to bed, Mo Suqing's face was slightly ruddy, and it seemed that the whole person had been relieved.

Ye Zhongjue lay quietly beside her, listening to her even breathing, suddenly felt unprecedented satisfaction.

In the middle of the night, Ye Zhongjue was awakened by the constant movement of people around him.

He slept very shallowly, and Mo Suqing woke up almost as soon as he moved.

He stretched out his hand to turn on the bedside lamp and saw that Mo Suqing's face seemed very uncomfortable, his hands covered his stomach, and the whole person curled up again.

Ye Zhongjue thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but stretched out her hand, slowly pulling her hand away, putting his big hand on her belly, and slowly rubbing it.

Feeling a comfortable sensation in his stomach, it was hot, as if he was smoothing the twitching sensation in his stomach, Mo Suqing slowly calmed down, and fell asleep deeply again.

The next morning, when Mo Suqing opened his eyes for the first time, he found Ye Zhongjue sleeping quietly next to him.

The two of them were so close, they seemed to be able to feel each other's breathing.

She felt a big warm hand lying on her belly, and she suddenly felt a long-lost touch.

Has he been rubbing his belly last night? They are just strangers who have only met for a few days, so how can they be treated like this.

Seeing Ye Zhongjue's long eyelashes, like a fan, his sleeping face was unusually handsome and charming.

Mo Suqing looked a little fascinated.

Suddenly, she felt Ye Zhongjue's body move slightly. She thought he was awake, and immediately closed her eyes in fright.

Mo Suqing originally wanted to sleep for a while, but he didn't expect that it was almost ten o'clock when he woke up from sleep.

Ye Zhongjue got up long ago, and Mo Suqing saw that there was no one beside him.

I touched the alarm clock on the bedside again, and it was ten o'clock immediately.

She jumped out of the bed with a carp. Oops! I overslept.

I must be late today, and Mo Suqing changed his clothes with an annoyed look.

When Mo Suqing almost changed his clothes, Ye Zhongjue walked in from outside carrying a bowl of **** syrup.