his spring breeze

Chapter 77 "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Chaosheng's kiss was a bit more punishing.

Jiang Chunhe pushed him away with all his strength and fled.

crazy!

He is crazy today!
Shen Chaosheng didn't move in the swimming pool, and let out a breath slowly.

There was still Jiang Chunhe's breath at the corner of his mouth, so sweet and soft that he couldn't bear to raise his hand to wipe it off.

Time goes by every second...

Shen Chaosheng stayed in the swimming pool for a long time before he went ashore, dried himself, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, he fumbled for his cell phone from his trousers pocket, and it just rang.

"Master, I saw the young lady running out of the swimming pool in a panic. Did anything happen to you?" Uncle Wang asked.

"It's good that she comes out."

Ken got dressed and left, not without success.

"Uncle Wang, buy me two bottles of mineral water, iced."

"Young master has heat stroke?"

"Uncle Wang, you've been talking too much nonsense recently."

"Sorry, master, I'm going to buy water now."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Chaosheng walked out of the swimming pool. His white shirt was loosely worn by him, and his coat was placed on the left hand side, which just blocked his waist.

Uncle Wang bought mineral water, Shen Chaosheng didn't say anything, and took the water into the men's bathroom next to him.

The cold water poured down the top of the head.

Just now, after soaking in the swimming pool for such a long time, he was still not calm, but now with two bottles of ice water, it can be regarded as calm.

Shen Chaosheng threw the bottle into the trash can, looked sideways at himself in the mirror, and frowned.

It was the first time I was so embarrassed.

It's all because of that girl.

……

Jiang Chunhe returned to the dormitory, feeling ashamed to death, feeling ashamed to face others.

Her mind was full of images of the swimming pool. She had already brushed her teeth ten times. Maybe it was a psychological effect. She always felt that the smell of Shen Chaosheng was still in her mouth, no matter how much she brushed, she couldn't get it off.

In fact, when he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were very long and dense, his expression was serious and vivid, and his clear breath was mixed with a faint woody fragrance, which was Shen Chaosheng's usual scent.

And the temperature, strength, and overbearingness of his hands holding her.

Before Jiang Chunhe had time to greet his eighth-generation ancestors, he felt a familiar pain in his stomach...

It's over. It's over.

Accompanied by this bad premonition, she hurried to the bathroom. Sure enough, her aunt came to visit her. Calculating the date, it was indeed today.

Maybe it was because of soaking in the swimming pool for too long today, and caught a cold, Jiang Chunhe was in extra pain today.

She had menstruation at the age of 13, and she is 20 years old this year. She sometimes suffers from dysmenorrhea, the most painful on the first day and the second day.

Her father Jiang Beiyuan or younger brother Jiang Jingming would cook brown sugar ginger soup for her, and the imported donkey-hide gelatin, candied fruit and brown sugar were all the best, and the ginger had to be the freshest and big.

So much so that her elder brother Jiang Qingchi often joked:
The ginger soup that Jiang Chunhe drank during dysmenorrhea, the raw materials alone, caught up with a month's salary of an ordinary working family, she was too delicate.

This time his relatives were not around, Jiang Chunhe lay on the bed clutching his stomach, his face was wrinkled from the pain, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.

"Chunhe, I'm back."

When Zhao Ningyue came back from the swimming pool, she was taken aback when she saw Jiang Chunhe who was hunched over on the bed.

"What's wrong with you, Chunhe, what's wrong?"

"..." Jiang Chunhe shook his head, his lips turned white from the pain, and he didn't have the strength to speak.

Girls know girls best, she clutched her stomach, Zhao Ningyue hurriedly asked her if she had menstruation.

"Yueyue...I'm in a lot of pain this time."

Zhao Ningyue put down her schoolbag, went to fill Jiang Chunhe with a hot water bottle, and let her hug her in her arms, "Is it because of the cold in the swimming pool that it hurts so much!"

"It should be." Jiang Chunhe snorted, weak and arrogant, like a kitten whose tail was stepped on.

Zhao Ningyue made another cup of hot water, and helped Jiang Chun get up to drink a couple of sips.

"There is no more brown sugar in the dormitory, don't worry, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some for you!"

Jiang Chunhe drank the hot water and felt better. He leaned on Zhao Ningyue's shoulder and rubbed, "Yueyue, you are so kind to me."

Zhao Ningyue patted her on the back and told her to lie down. Without further ado, she went out to the supermarket to buy brown sugar.

Coming out of the supermarket, carrying a bag, he bumped into Shen Chaosheng as soon as he went out.

Zhao Ningyue greeted Shen Chaosheng.

"Hello, Teacher Shen."

Shen Chaosheng knew that this was Jiang Chunhe's best friend.

"You are Chun'er's good friend, what's your name?"

"Mr. Shen, my name is Zhao Ningyue."

"Sang Yufei is late, Ningyue is like the wind, this name is very good. What about her?"

The last two words are the key.

Zhao Ningyue pursed her lips, and then said:

"Mr. Shen, it's Chunhe's dysmenorrhea, and she's crying in pain on the bed now. I bought some brown sugar and plan to drink it for her. I'll go back first!"

Finished talking and left.

Zhao Ningyue said that on purpose.

She wanted to test it out, to see if Shen Chaosheng had that kind of heart.

It stands to reason that in the swimming pool, he showed such deep possessiveness and concern, he should like Chunhe very much, right?

Shen Chaosheng called Secretary Zhang and asked him to cancel all the itineraries for this afternoon and evening.

"But Mr. Shen, the president of FK has invited you to drink tea several times."

"Send the double-sided relief on my desk to Mr. Tang, and treat it as an apology."

"Alright Mr. Shen."

Shen Chaosheng called the butler again and asked him to prepare some red dates, brown sugar and ginger now, "By the way, call Mr. Jiang and ask Chun'er what to drink when she has a stomachache during her period."

"It's the young master." Uncle Wang didn't talk nonsense this time, and went to work quickly.

Shen Chaosheng came to Jiang Chunhe's dormitory building. It's not the end of get out of class time, and there are not many people at the door.

Shen Chaosheng greeted the aunt in the dormitory, showed his teacher ID, and went straight up to find someone.

Jiang Chunhe's dormitory is at the corner of the third floor, and only Jiang Chun and Zhao Ningyue live in a two-person room.

The door of the dormitory was left open, and the wind made the curtains rattle.

Jiang Chunhe lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his face was pale, and his brows were tangled together.

Shen Chaosheng couldn't see her like this, his heart was pricked by something, he squatted down, and patted her face lightly.

"Chun'er."

(End of this chapter)