One intoxicating delight, Pei Shao lures away Xiao Man's wife sodu

  "Why! Anyway, I'm useless here too. Love is a bother." She frowned in protest, caught his icy gaze, and smiled obsequiously, "Actually, I don't want to leave either, but you see, I don't have a daytime job, do you? No, right? So, I gotta go back."

  Pei Jun snatched the cushion from her hand and slapped it against her chest, "Cut it up and make a few diapers, hold on for two more days."

  "What?!" Ye Anning looked at him incredulously, but Pei Jun pretended to be nonchalant and walked back to his chair. "I still have work to do, you go out and play."

  Get out of here!

  She's going to suffocate here, and it feels like there's a reaction down there again. She looks at the cushion in her hand and throws it aside with disdain, she doesn't want to use it!

  "Give you two choices, either take me home or go buy White Angel for me!"

  This time, Pei Jun looked at her in disbelief, "You want me to buy that thing for you?" He pointed at himself, looking quite comical.

  Ye Anning nodded firmly with raised eyebrows.

  Ye Anning went back to the bathroom to change into a new towel and sat on the bed, feeling puzzled.

  I thought she had a reason to go home this time, but he actually chose to go out and buy her White Angel.

  What's wrong with you, why let her stay here, she can't even work anymore!

  She's going to suffocate here!

  Looking at the red stain on the bedside cushion, she frowned, what to do?

  Got it!

  Ye Anning rummaged through the box and found a pair of scissors, carefully cutting out a petal shape along the edge of the bloodstain, then threw the cut-out piece into the toilet and flushed it away. The cushion with exposed cotton stuffing was thrown back onto the sofa, done!

  When Pei Jun came back and saw this masterpiece, his mouth twitched for half a day.

  Ye Anning lay on the bed, waiting for his return. By the time he came back, she had lost her usual spirit and was curled up in bed with a pale face, looking listless.

  "Hurt?"

  He walked over and stroked her little face, during the time she lived with him, he had seen her come on her period, her complexion was pale, and she was sweating profusely in bed.

  "...... En." She pouted and responded with a low hum, forcefully pressing his pillow against her lower abdomen to relieve the tearing pain.

  "Shall I buy it back and take you to change?" He said, lifting her quilt, Ye Anning let out a sharp cry, snatched the white angel from his hand, and ran into the bathroom in a flash, still shouting, "You're helping me with my brain, big BT!"

  Pei Jun's mouth twitched, and he had good intentions but got a donkey's lung!

  She slowly got up, clutching her stomach and walking out with a hunched back, looking pitiful and pale, still humming.

  Pei Jun couldn't help but curve his lips and shook his head.

  If I didn't know she was really in pain, it would seem like she's just pretending.

  His gaze fell on her bare feet and a flash of displeasure crossed his face, "Damn it, didn't I get you slippers to wear?!"

  "Ah!" She frowned and said weakly, leaning against his chest, enjoying his tenderness, the floor was indeed very cool.

  Pei Jun put her on the bed and got up to leave, she thought he was going back to work again. Who knew that ten minutes later he came back with an electric heating pad in his hand, wrapped in a towel, lifted the quilt and placed it on her stomach.

  A warm feeling spread across her lower abdomen, and the cold air inside seemed to dissipate a lot. She comfortably turned over, hugged the electric heating pad with both hands, and muttered, "Thank you."

  The man behind him went out again and came in after five minutes, this time holding a cup of brown sugar water in his hand. "Hot." He reminded aloud.

  Ye Anning murmured a faint "en" sound, her mouth corners slightly pursed, saying she wasn't moved was a lie, from young to old no one had ever taken care of her at this time.

  "Is this stomach pain of yours congenital or inherited?" Pei Jun asked aloud.

  She shook her head, dispelling the moisture in her eyes, and leaned back slightly into his arms. He tucked the quilt around her, holding her to his chest, and heard her say, "Not born with it."

  "When my mom left, I was still young and hadn't come yet. The first time it came, it didn't hurt, but at that time there was no one around to tell me what to do. I heard Ye Mingzhu say that when it comes, you should be icy. Her muffled voice spread out, her tone calm but unable to hide the heartache inside. I still remember her saying that bleeding so much would kill a person, only eating ice could freeze the blood and I wouldn't die."

  She smiled quietly, turned her head to look at him, "It's really funny, but what's even funnier is me, I'm so stupid that I actually believed it. I've been eating cold drinks every day, and even taking cold showers, probably for over a year now, and then the pain started... and it still hurts until now..."

  Looking at her tightly pursed red lips and the self-mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. Her tone was light as if she were talking about someone else's business, with an air of nonchalance, but he could hear the sound of her crying in her heart.

  There is a little girl crying loudly and pitifully in her heart.

  He put the empty cup aside, also lifted the quilt and lay down, embracing her from behind, kissing her cheek, "Sleep for a while, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

  She obediently closed her eyes, leaning back against his sturdy chest, and suddenly felt a sense of solidity and peace. Every time Aunt Flow came, she was particularly prone to drowsiness and soon fell asleep.

  When she woke up again, her stomach still felt warm, the electric heating pad had been replaced once, and the man beside her was gone, probably at work. She looked at the time and it was already past two in the afternoon.

  Her stomach didn't hurt much anymore, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saw the neatly placed slippers in front of the bed, pursed her lips, and stepped into the slippers to go out.

  He indeed didn't go out, went to the study room to find him, still without knocking on the door.

  He was on the phone and saw that she wasn't angry either, so he put his index finger to his lips in a silencing gesture. What he said wasn't Chinese, English or Japanese, so she had no idea what language he was speaking.

  After the call, he waved at her. Normally, Ye Anning disliked such gestures, like summoning a puppy, but today she didn't resist and obediently walked over. Maybe it was because he had been too considerate today, and she didn't want to ruin the atmosphere.

  His waist tightened and he was held in his lap, asking "Are you feeling better?"

  Ye Anning shifted uncomfortably, a bit unaccustomed to such ambiguous movements, and sitting on his lap made her feel like a little woman.

  "Alright."

  The scorching male breath approached, she sat in his arms like a little kid, completely enveloped in his breath.

  I'm hungry.

  "So?"

  "I'm hungry, you have to cook for me." She said with such a straight face that he couldn't help but laugh.

  Buried his head in her neck, took a strong sip, the tip of his tongue licked her artery on the side of her neck, and then bit down.

  She shrieked, covering her wound with her hand, "What are you doing?!"

  "I feel like I'm your nanny!" He said with a bad tone, she looked at him with some embarrassment.

  Indeed, on this day, the big boss was busy running around for her. But who made him want to keep her here? She can't cook and doesn't know the takeout phone number, so when she's hungry, he has no choice but to go make something for her.

  Bai Jun let out a deep sigh and put her down, naturally taking her hand and asking, "What do you want to eat?"

  "Let's have scrambled eggs and rice." Her request was simple, her gaze fell on his large hand that held hers, his hand was wide and big, the palm warm and hot, she suddenly felt a surge of emotions, and blurted out, "Are you this good to all your lovers?"

  "What?" His profound and obscure gaze fell on her, she hastily shook her head, "Nothing."

  In the kitchen, she wanted to go watch TV, but he didn't allow it. She said she would sit and wait for him, but he also didn't allow that. So she had to stand beside him and accompany him while cooking.

  "I'll teach you how to cook." He said with his head down, busy.

  "No." She rejected him outright, saying "You can do it, why should I still learn?"

  Just listen to how straightforward and confident he sounds when he says this.

  Bai Jun found it amusing, "Which lover of yours has ever received such good treatment, with the master himself cooking and serving you?"

  Over the weekend, Ye Anning stayed in Pei Jun's villa for two days. Her period only hurt the most on the first day, and she didn't feel much afterwards.

  After finishing breakfast in the morning, he sent her to school. She pouted and hesitated about whether to get off the car, "You say, will there be any reporters lurking around here?"

  Bai Jun smiled as he looked at her tense face. This little thing was scared by the reporter under Junteng Building that day.

  "I won't."

  "How can you be so sure?" She looked at him skeptically.

  "Are you getting off or not? If not, then come with me to work."

  "Down! Down! I'm going down right away!" She was so scared that she quickly unfastened her seatbelt and ran downwards, but Pei Jun didn't want to let her go. He pulled her back into his arms, "Are you in such a hurry to leave me? Is being with me really that boring?"

  "No, it's been great chatting with you, I just didn't want to keep you from your work."

  He narrowed his eyes to look at her, inquiring about the truth and falsehood of her words. She looked at him with a sincere face, and the handsome face of the man in front of her suddenly enlarged, and he took a bite on her lips.

  "Ah, it hurts!" Her sharp cry was blocked by him, his tongue thrust into her mouth, kissing her until she was almost suffocated before he finally let go of her. His large hand forcefully pinched her cheek, "You don't dare either!"

  The second watch has passed, and there is still one more watch left!