Rebirth of the strongest scholar goddess

Chapter 98 You Are Menstruating

Wen Mo put his hands in his pockets, staring indifferently at the curly-haired leopard-print girl in front of him, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

It was just a touch, captured by Ye Xingrui.

Her heart ached for a while.

It seems that the person who is cared about is disgusted by the pain.

Back then in the Forbidden Palace, on the Phoenix Terrace, Concubine Ye had hairpins all over her hair, heavy make-up, and she was wearing a cloud dress embroidered with gold silk, gorgeous and gorgeous.

The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were amazing, and the three thousand beauties were jealous, but Wen Moning, a senior scholar of the Qin Tianjian University, stood up and wrote a poem in front of the imperial court, mocking her for her extravagance and eating away at the national treasury.

"Is something wrong?"

Wen Mo asked coldly.

Ye Xingrui looked like a child who did something wrong, she lowered her head: "It's okay, I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Wen Mo couldn't keep pretending to be cool, so he quickly stopped him: "You are crazy, you, just leave when you come here."

Tsundere and ruthless, she couldn't bear the slightest grievance.

He still counted on her to lower her figure to please him, the princess is terminally ill!
Ye Xingrui was held back by him, but she still didn't dare to raise her eyes to meet him, and muttered to herself: "I'm too ugly, go back and clean up, and fly over tomorrow morning."

"Pfft!"

This is the second time Wen Mo laughed. He held her face, frowned and smiled bitterly: "It's the first time I've heard girls say they're ugly, especially you, warmth! You don't blush when you tell lies. "

Ye Xingrui's face was really hot. Of course, she didn't think she was ugly. Which woman didn't think that labor and capital were the most beautiful in the world!

It's just that Wen Mo doesn't like her like this, so he can't lie to her.

"I... have something to do!"

Ye Xingrui bit the bullet and raised her face, meeting Wen Mo's playful eyes.

"Is something wrong? Let me guess, menstruation is coming?"

Ye Xingrui's face flushed, and she turned red like a persimmon, "You——!"

Whether he is a man, he can say these two words openly.

"Look at your reaction, is it true?"

Wen Mo continued to ask without blushing or panting.

Ye Xingrui stomped her feet and scolded angrily: "That's not true! I won't come even if you come!"

Wen Mo rubbed his chin: "Isn't it normal that you don't have menstruation? I heard that women who don't have menstruation have early menopause, and their temper is moody and unreasonable."

Ye Xingrui touched her face, it was red and red, thinking of the appearance of her hair just exploded, it seemed to be a symptom of menopause, but she was obviously not.

"No! I'm having my period!

Don't think of me like that! "

How could she be imagined by Wen Mo like this?

"Oh? What's the reason for that?"

Wen Mo seemed to be breaking the casserole to ask the bottom line, and added: "If you can't give a valid reason, you can't leave."

Ye Xingrui became depressed, and was a little unconvinced: "Why?"

Wen Mo patted her head: "Because it's very expensive to book a plane ticket, it's not cost-effective to take an extra trip."

Ye Xingrui was annoyed that there would be such a stingy man. Moreover, he was so rich that he couldn't bear to pay for a plane ticket.

"Forget it, anyway, it's you who suffers."

It's because he doesn't like to see her like this. She is worried about his feelings, and he doesn't buy it anymore.

Wen Mo glanced at the girl lightly, but she didn't expect her to be so sensitive that she could even capture his fleeting emotions.

He really didn't like seeing her like this.

Wen Mo hugged her, pressed her head into his arms, and took a breath: "Come back!"

If he doesn't bow his head, he won't be able to wait for the day when she comes back.

Wen Mo finally accepted this fact.

Ye Xingrui's heart was beating wildly, she didn't know when it started, Wen Mo's contact made her nervous, cramped, reserved, and even a little bit shy.

(End of this chapter)