He said in a low voice, "What are you used to? Shrinking like a shrimp on the bed, deliberately making me feel distressed by looking at you?"
Ji Nuan's face darkened: "You are like Xiami!"
Mo Jingshen's hand was still on her belly, and he kissed her cheek tenderly. Ji Nuan was held in his arms and no longer resisted, but her eyes looked at him: "You have to take advantage of others' danger. Sometimes, if you still want to take advantage of others in my current situation, you really are not human."
Mo Jingshen stopped for a moment and said with a smile: "I have done a lot of things that are not human, and I am still missing this one thing like you?"
"Hiss—take your hands away!" There seemed to be a steady stream of heat in the palm of his lower abdomen. This feeling that makes people want to rely on when they are vulnerable made Ji Nuan instinctively resist.
He hugged her but didn't let go. Instead, he hugged her tighter after she finished speaking. When Ji Nuan glared at him, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you would have your menstrual period." After all the changes, I didn’t expect that the scheduled business trip would run into your schedule these days. If you really feel uncomfortable, you can reduce your work schedule, so don’t embarrass yourself too much.”
Ji Nuan pursed her lips: "There's nothing to be sorry for. I know my own physical condition, and there's nothing to make a fuss over such a pretentious problem. It'll be fine if I sleep for a day or two more."
Mo Jingshen remembered her menstrual period, she knew about it.
Three years ago, these days of each month were very stable and the time was accurate.
But later on, when she first went to the UK, she was under various physical and psychological pressures and emotions. She was probably under too much pressure, so she was not very stable for a few months. It was either too early or too late. , and then finally returned to stability, the fixed monthly menstrual period time was no longer the same as three years ago.
In fact, Ji Nuan doesn't have to come to Beijing these days, but on the one hand, she really doesn't want to miss this good opportunity. Besides, even if she and Mo Jingshen are still angry, there is no need to be so irrational. Good opportunities are missed.
As a result, he ignored that his menstrual period was only four or five days, and he also ignored his physical condition.
It's like shooting yourself in the foot. You didn't stun others, but now you are almost stupefied to death!
Seeing that she was sulking like a child now and her face was wrinkled up in pain, Mo Jingshen pinched her chin and had to admit that three years of vacancy would indeed make it difficult for a man to persist. Liu Xiahui was able to sit comfortably in his arms, but the little woman in his arms was in a special situation now. He could only look at her but not touch her. Seeing that she was so uncomfortable, he whispered in a tight voice: "I will help you warm your belly. If you want to sleep, keep sleeping."
"How can I sleep with you here?"
The man curled his lips: "Why don't you continue kissing for a while if you don't sleep? The severity of a woman's menstrual period is directly proportional to the tension in her brain. That is to say, the more you concentrate on thinking about where it hurts, the more painful it will become. How about that? Do something else, and once you feel physically and mentally happy, your body will instinctively release dopamine and activate brain cells, which can also have a pain-relieving effect."
Ji Nuan: "..."
Is this a fallacy made up by some doctor
She quickly turned her face away to prevent him from actually kissing him again. Mo Jingshen could not clearly see her face in the shadow of the dim light, but the little woman was holding her breath and twisting her body and refusing to face him, which was enough. Explain her current expression.
Ji Nuan closed her eyes and didn't speak for a while. The man also lay beside her and made no further movements. He just kept helping her, sometimes pressing and sometimes rubbing her throbbing lower abdomen.
When she was about to fall asleep, she closed her eyes and said, "You'd better ask someone to buy some baby warmers for me and put them on."
"Okay, you go to bed first." The man's voice sounded like he was coaxing a child, gentle and patient.
…
Ji Nuan woke up after sleeping for a few hours. When she got up, she found that Mo Jingshen was no longer there, but the scent of traditional Chinese medicine was wafting in the room. She felt the heat on her stomach again, lowered her head and saw that her belly was I am applying a Chinese medicine bag, and the heat is radiating from the Chinese medicine bag, which is very warm.
No wonder she had been sleeping so comfortably just now and never woke up from pain again. It was actually because of this.
Where did Mo Jingshen buy this thing? Could it be that you really asked the doctor specifically
She sat up and touched her belly. It felt warm and comfortable, and her whole body felt much more relaxed.
…
Ji Nuan got up on time the next morning, lazily preparing to have breakfast and then go to work. After all, he was on a business trip. He felt much better after sleeping here all day yesterday.
After a simple wash, the guest room staff suddenly came and knocked on the door, and then pushed a bowl of red dates and glutinous rice porridge from the dining cart.
"Don't you have to go to the restaurant to eat breakfast in your hotel? I didn't even call, so it will be delivered directly?" Ji Nuan said as he walked over and picked up the spoon and took a bite.
The room service staff stood nearby and asked with a smile: "Ms. Ji, is this porridge delicious?"
"It's okay, it tastes very good, what's wrong?" Ji Nuan took a few sips and sat down at the dining table, planning to finish the porridge.
"Mr. Mo specially occupied the hotel kitchen this morning and cooked this porridge for you personally. It contains red dates, brown sugar, glutinous rice, peanuts, and some milk and walnuts. It is richer than eight-treasure porridge. Mr. Mo has been cooking it for a long time. .”
Ji Nuan ate the porridge for a moment. No wonder she felt that the porridge in this hotel was too carefully made, and it was also particularly soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy. She originally wanted to say that the hotel's environment could not only be rated as a seventh Star rating, even this bowl of porridge can be rated as a very high level of cooking skills.
I occupied the hotel kitchen and cooked porridge for her. Is this considered an apology
Because he had calculated everything but failed to take into account the changes in the time of her menstrual period, which made her go to Beijing and suffer so much during the most difficult days.
It turns out that Mo Jingshen, who is calm and rational and has a plan for everything, will sometimes make miscalculations.
Ji Nuan drank the porridge and said calmly: "Mr. Mo takes up your kitchen, what about other people's breakfast? It's impossible that there is no breakfast in the entire hotel this morning?"
The staff laughed: "That's not a problem. There are three kitchens in our hotel, and Mr. Mo only occupies one. It does not affect the work of preparing breakfast for the rest of us."
Ji Nuan said nothing, lowered his head and continued drinking.
Mo Jingshen really endured a lot, and it was obvious from the large bowl that he had endured it for a long time.
Ji Nuan happened to like drinking too, so she drank it all to save her face. Then she got up and asked the staff to push the dining cart out, and she packed up and got ready to go out.
Just as I was about to change my clothes, I suddenly heard the cell phone ringing on the bed.