Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

Su Mian had no time to return to him. After he released him, he turned quickly out of his bedroom and went back to his guest room.

Fortunately, she came this time and brought two bags of tampons.

She took out her new pants, held the bathroom and went into the bathroom.

When she finished coming out, she saw Zhong Nange coming over at some time and leaning against the head of the bed looking at her.

His eyes were deep. When he looked at her, Su Mian couldn't help his heart beating faster.

He walked over and sat down by the bed.

She looked up at him and whispered, "how did you come here?"

Zhong Nanyu frowned slightly and waited impatiently. "It's been twenty minutes."

He gave her two minutes, but she lingered for so long.

Su Mian knew he must have been waiting to come.

He is a big man and has never been surrounded by other women before.

So she forgave his thoughtlessness.

So he whispered, "I washed."

"Clean?"

"Yes."

"Come up." Zhong Nanyu lifted the thin quilt around her, looked at her with her eyes and signaled her to hurry up.

Su Mian knows what he wants.

Knowing that he could not escape, he climbed into bed and lay down beside him.

She lay down first, and Zhong Nan slept on the bed, and then lay down.

They slept together last night, but even so, Su Mian is still a little nervous at the moment.

She lay tight beside him, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Zhong Nanyu stretched out her arm and circled her in her arms.

She obediently rolled into his arms and imagined what to do next. Her little face burned unconsciously.

This is not the first time

Before they were together, they were in deep love. Several times, she helped him with her hand.

The difference is that he forced her to do it the other day.

This time, Su Mian thought of her great aunt who suddenly visited and his forbearance.

So, he stretched out his hand carefully and slowly explored somewhere.

Just halfway through, before touching the place, the little hand was caught by the big hand of Zhong Nanyu.

The next second, Zhong Nanyu hung her eyes and asked in a deep voice, "what are you doing?"

Su Mian was too ashamed to look at him. He buried his face in his chest and whispered, "don't you want me to help you?"

Zhong Nanyu took her hand up and put it on his chest.

Then he said, "how can I be willing..." he put his hand on her abdomen, "is it uncomfortable?"

"It's all right now."

His palm was big and hot, like a warm baby on her stomach. It was so comfortable.

Zhong Nanyu turned over and lay on her side, his hands still covering her abdomen, his chin gently against her head, and his voice whispered, "sleep, I'll ask aunt Guo to make brown sugar ginger tea for you tomorrow."

Su Mian's heart warmed, "HMM."

Leaning in his arms, his big hand was caressing her abdomen, and his familiar smell was at the end of his nose.

Su Mian felt very at ease.

The eyes closed slowly.

The man holding her can't sleep for a long time.

The fire that hadn't leaked out before was burning him all the time. Finally, he had no choice but to turn over and get up and go into the bathroom.

......

When she woke up the next day, there was no one around Su Mian.

Reaching out and groping for his watch from the bedside table, he put it on his wrist and scanned his eyes at the same time. It's not too late at 7:30.

Turning over, I wanted to get up from bed, but my waist and abdomen were sour and soft, and there were bursts of pain.

Every time I come to my aunt, I feel terrible the first two days.

Su Mian struggled to get up and went to the bathroom.

After that, she went to wash again. After washing, she came out, changed her clothes and left the room.

The door of the next room was closed. Zhong Yibai probably didn't get up yet. Su Mian didn't intend to call him. He went downstairs first.

In the living room, aunt Guo and the hourly workers were cleaning. When they saw Su sleeping, they immediately welcomed her.

"Good morning, Miss Su."

Su Mian was a little embarrassed and nodded. It was already late at seven thirty.

Aunt Guo saw her embarrassment and said with a smile, "Sir, when I left this morning, I told me to cook brown sugar ginger tea for you. I put it in a thermos cup for you. Go and drink it quickly."

Su Mian was moved.

"Well, good."

She raised her feet and was about to walk towards the kitchen. The door of the villa was pushed open. Zhong Yibai came in with a basketball.

Su Mian immediately raised his feet and walked towards him. When he was close, he found that he was sweating and his shirt was wet.

Su Mian took out the handkerchief in his pocket, bent slightly, wiped the sweat all over Zhong, and asked him softly, "have you gone to the gym?"

She has been in the habit of carrying handkerchiefs since she was a child.

Su Jianguo said that like her mother, she doesn't like paper towels and likes to use handkerchiefs.

A pure cotton handkerchief with a nice smell on it.

Zhong Bai squinted his eyes and enjoyed the care of Su Mian. After finishing, he continued to say to Su Mian, "is your handkerchief delicious, is it perfume?"

Su Mian put up his handkerchief and said with a smile, "it's soap, not perfume."

Then she reached out and touched his sweaty hair. "First take a bath and change into clean clothes."

Zhong Yibai nodded and turned to go upstairs.

Su Mian went into the restaurant, and aunt Guo followed in.

"Miss Su, do you want breakfast now?"

There was a thermos cup on the table. Su Mian opened it and took a sip, then nodded at Aunt Guo, "OK."

Breakfast was delivered quickly.

Xiaolongbao, peanuts, jujube porridge, tea, eggs, and several dishes.

When Su Mian was half eaten, Zhong Yibai came in.

He sat in front of her, picked up his chopsticks and held a small cage bag. While eating, he said, "I don't think I'm suitable for sports."

Su Mian looked up at him, "why?"

"When I got up early in the morning, Dazhuang took me to eat beef noodles, a big bowl. There were a lot of beef in it. After eating beef noodles, he followed him to the gym and played basketball for an hour. It's not that I'm hungry again." he said, and a small cage bag went into his stomach again.

Su Mian got up and went into the kitchen.

He came out again with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

Put the porridge in front of Zhong Yibai and said to him, "eat when you're hungry. You don't need to deliberately lose weight."

Zhong Yibai nodded fiercely and couldn't agree with her words.

"Su Su, you're right." Zhong Yibai said vaguely while drinking porridge with a spoon. "But my second son Zhong doesn't think so. Every time I weigh myself, he won't allow me to eat more if I exceed the standard weight a little."

"He's too harsh."

"Yes, even if he is harsh to himself, he is also so harsh to me. I'm only six years old. It's when I grow up. I can't eat well. How can I grow up?"

Su Mian thought, "I'll talk to him when I'm free."

Zhong Yibai distrusted her. "Will he listen to you?"

Grandma talked to Zhong Er several times about this before, but he ruthlessly refused.

He doesn't even listen to his own mother. Will he listen to her?

Zhong Yibai thinks it's a little mysterious.

Su Mian, "I'll try."

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

......

The physiological period is hard.

After breakfast, Su Mian went back to the bedroom.

The stomachache made her sick.

Lying on the bed with a warm water bag wrapped in a quilt, his little face is a little pale.

Zhong Yibai lay at the head of her bed, looked at her wrapping herself so tightly and holding a warm water bag, and asked, "Su Su, are you cold?"

Su Mian said, "my stomach is a little uncomfortable. I'll feel better with a warm water bag."

"Why is your stomach uncomfortable? Did you eat something bad?"

Su Mian didn't know how to explain, so he had to nod along with his words, "HMM."

As soon as the clock heard this, he immediately sat up from the bed. "You have to take medicine. You wait for me to get medicine for you."

He was about to get out of bed.

Su Mian stopped him with a voice, "I'll just lie down for a while. I don't need to take medicine."

Zhong Yibai blinked his bright big eyes and asked, "if you don't take medicine, how can you get better?"

Su Mian patiently explained to him, "my stomachache is different from your last stomachache. I just need to drink more hot water."

Zhong Yibai was half convinced, "isn't it?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll bring you hot water."

"No, you'll burn..."

Before he finished, Zhong Yibai jumped out of bed and ran out.

No way, Su Mian had to get up from the bed and ran after him with a strong stomach.

Catch up with people in the living room.

Seeing that she was coming, Zhong Yibai immediately frowned and disapproved, "you should lie down in bed when you are ill. How did you run down?"

Although the abdominal pain is uncomfortable, but the heart is warm.

"I'm afraid you'll burn yourself," Su Mian took his little hand and walked to the kitchen. "I'll rest assured with you."

Her hands were cold because of the pain.

As soon as Zhong Yibai touched her hand, he shouted, "Su Su, are you very cold? Your hands are so cold."

Su Mian smiled at him and comforted, "it's all right. Just drink some water."

Zhong Yibai immediately took her to the kitchen and walked quickly.

While walking, he shouted to the kitchen, "grandma Guo, are you in the kitchen?"

Aunt Guo heard his cry and came out of the kitchen, "yes, young master, you have something to do."

Zhong Yibai took Su Mian to her and said anxiously, "pour Su Su a cup of hot water. Her hands are so cold."

Aunt Guo knows that Su Mian is in her physiological period.

Naturally, I know what's wrong with her cold hands.

So he turned into the kitchen and came out with a thermos cup in his hand.

She handed the thermos cup to Su Mian. She said to her thoughtfully, "I cook Angelica jujube Chicken Soup for you at noon. I used to have this problem with you. My mother will cook this soup for me every physiological period. It works very well."

Su Mian took the thermos cup and felt warm again.

"Well," she nodded softly, "thank you, aunt."

Aunt Guo looked at her with a distressed face. Her eyes were like looking at her own daughter.

"Go up quickly. Don't come down at noon. I'll send the meal up. You have a good rest."

Then she told Zhong Yibai carefully, "young master, Miss Su is not feeling well. Don't disturb her quietly."

Zhong Yibai nodded seriously, "I accompany her, I don't talk."

"That's good."