The arrogant emperor, strong spoils!

Forced by the silver power of King Qiao, Wendy finished the ginger sugar water with her nose, put down the bowl heavily and made a loud noise in protest.

Qiao Chengxun sat with his legs naturally overlapping, holding a tablet in his hand, leisurely watching the morning news.

Wendy secretly glanced at the content on the tablet. It's so boring

"Why don't you go to work?"

"How many days will dysmenorrhea hurt?"

Wendy raised her eyebrows. Every time she heard King Qiao's answer, it was always very angry, "if there is no accident, it should not hurt so much tomorrow."

"Will it still hurt?"

"Maybe there should be a small probability that it won't hurt."

Qiao Chengxun frowned. What's the answer? "Since it will hurt, I'll go to the auction tomorrow."

"How can that be!" In a hurry, Wendy raised her gauze wrapped hand and hugged the man's hard arm. "I promise it won't hurt tomorrow. You must take me, or I'll ask smelly candy to take me in."

"Tired of living?" Qiao Chengxun suddenly interrupted the girl's boldness.

Wendy stuck out her tongue and wanted to be funny, but she couldn't get up. There was a new sharp pain in her stomach.

For a moment, the girl bent over in pain and her face became more pale.

Qiao Chengxun's heart seemed to be cut, as if her pain had spread to him.

Damn it, is dysmenorrhea so painful?

Ruthlessly put aside his eyes and said in a deep voice, "wait a minute. After breakfast, go up and have a good rest. Don't let me run to Grandpa and complain that I'm not good to you."

"Cut... If you hadn't raped me in the swimming pool for two hours last night, I wouldn't have hurt like this today. I would gently go to grandpa to complain. She won't go. I'll go myself!"

Wendy said angrily, three points are warnings and seven points are complaints.

In fact, she didn't know what caused her dysmenorrhea, but she threw the pot on him and unexpectedly found that this feeling was very happy.

Qiao Chengxun frowned and was speechless for a moment.

The water in the swimming pool is very cool in summer, but for delicate girls, two hours of immersion will really affect their bodies.

So, the reason for her dysmenorrhea is because of him.

"It's my fault. I won't touch you this month."

“……”

Wendy looked up at the man's solemn and handsome face. Ya, she really can calculate.

Qiao Chengxun said no more, took his arm out of her hand, picked up the tablet and went to work.

Wendy held her stomach and turned to look at the tall figure of the man leaving. Her heart suddenly fell into a loss and couldn't extricate herself.

So King Qiao disappeared from her sight.

Wendy lay limply on the table, her chin against her arm, and a layer of melancholy gradually covered her black eyes.

Is she the kind of woman who sells her body for a painting?

The answer is naturally No.

Everyone's heart has a persistent thought to death. Luo Li is her thought, but not her destination.

Her destination... Is here, qiaohaoyuan.

All over the world, except this place, there is no corner where she can live.

She was his wife, even if he just pulled it up, she was still his wife.

Give him a baby and warm his bed... This is his wife's obligation. In turn, he also has the obligation to nourish his wife's life.

There is a two-way relationship between husband and wife. No one can take much advantage of anyone, and no one will lose much grievance.

Besides, in some ways, he's not bad for her, is he?

At least gave her a home.