The Only spoiled Cute Wife

When Tao Lele seemed uncomfortable, Feng Ze's handsome eyebrows were slightly screwed together. His fingers holding the mobile phone could not help tightening. He asked with concern, "Lele, what's the matter with you? I heard your voice is weak. Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, it's just dysmenorrhea." at this time, Tao Lele held the mobile phone in one hand and still pressed the warm SpongeBob in the other hand. However, he caught a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead and had some sharp pain in his abdomen. Tao Lele thought that he would never be a woman in his next life.

Tao Lele naturally held a youth killing meeting until Feng Ze had a film today. Moreover, Feng Ze, as a male star, must attend this big scene. If he was absent for his own sake, Tao Lele's crime would be great. Thinking of this, Tao Lele replied, "don't worry, I can handle it alone. You're ready for the youth killing meeting."

With that, Tao Lele cut off the phone before giving Feng Ze time to respond.

At the moment of cutting off the phone, Tao Lele, who didn't know what was in it, was still thinking seriously. He was really a good wife.

Tao Lele pushed the water cup to the distance, lying on the table with his face on his side, thinking that he might just have a sleep.

Tao Lele slept a little confused. His stomach was still aching. Tao Lele was awakened by a familiar voice. The voice was soft, but Tao Lele knew it was Fengze as soon as he heard it. He gently called, "Lele?"

The sound was not loud. It seemed to be a special exploratory to see if she was really asleep. Listening to the sound, Tao Lele opened her hazy eyes and saw Feng Ze's enlarged face in front of her. She immediately woke up more than half and asked, "Feng Ze? Your green killing will be over so soon?"

Tao Lele picked up the mouse and shook it. She saw that the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen was no more than 40 minutes from the time she talked to Feng Ze on the phone. It turned out that she was sleepy and thought she had slept for a long time, but it was only a short time.

Feng Ze didn't worry to answer. His slender fingers took a paste to warm the baby, skillfully pulled off the back paper, and then handed it to Tao Lele and said, "no, they will be there. You don't have to worry about those things. Stick this on your stomach first. It will be more comfortable."

Tao Lele didn't follow Feng Ze's words at this time. His eyes stared closely at the warm baby handed over by Feng Ze. He carried a shopping bag with some warm babies and brown sugar red dates in it. Tao Lele suddenly felt that there was a gentle collapse in the bottom of her heart, and her eye sockets were a little wet.

"Hurry up." Feng Ze saw that she didn't speak and stretched out her hand to pull the SpongeBob pillow on her stomach. Tao Lele quickly grabbed the warm baby in Feng Ze's hand and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

Although there was still some pain in her stomach, Tao Lele suddenly felt that it didn't seem so important. She pasted the warm baby on her little belly. At first, it was still cool. After a while, the warmth spread all over her body from the skin of her belly. Tao Lele's eyes were red, but it wasn't because of the pain, But Feng Ze, a big star, actually gave up such an important youth killing meeting for her.

Tao Lele said in his heart that it was false not to be moved.

She knew that the director was a famous person in the circle. If he could get his appreciation, it would be easy to enter Hollywood and become an international film star, but Feng Ze stood up for the director for himself.

Watching Feng Ze carefully put brown sugar into the cup, and then patiently toss about the induction cooker, Tao Lele moved his mouth and said, "Feng Ze, I can hold it, the director..."

Feng Ze is such a smart man. Naturally, he knows what Tao Lele wants to say.

But Feng Ze didn't know what was going on. He always clearly divided his work and personal feelings. Besides, Tao Lele's dysmenorrhea, he just had to arrange an assistant to come and see and send some painkillers. However, when he heard Tao Lele's weak voice, Feng Ze wanted to fly to Tao Lele immediately, Tao Lele was the first woman to give him such a desperate feeling.

At that time, Feng Ze rushed out almost without hesitation. He didn't say a word when asked by his assistant.

Feng Ze tore open the bag containing red dates and put two in the cup. His slender fingers were particularly beautiful. Tao Lele looked at his busy profile and suddenly felt at home.

"It's all right. It's nothing more than a youth killing meeting. It's harmless. If you faint, won't I lose more than I gain?" Feng Ze joked. That's how he fooled around.

Tao Lele knows that although Feng Ze always looks like a cynical, bohemian and careless man, and there is always a slight smile in his eyes, she just knows that Feng Ze hides his most real feelings in the bottom of her heart from others, or Feng Ze is a person who lacks a sense of security, so she doesn't easily reveal her most real feelings in front of others, But Tao Lele believes that Feng Ze must be serious about himself.

When Tao Lele made up his mind to follow Fengze, a cup of red jujube brown sugar water was smoothly put into Tao Lele's hand. The temperature was appropriate. This kind of sugar water was most suitable for his aunt's sister.

Tao Lele took a grateful sip. Strangely enough, his stomach didn't seem to hurt as much as it did just now.

Feng Ze carefully sealed the mouth of the brown sugar bag, then put it on Tao Lele's computer desk and said thoughtfully, "I guess you don't hurt today. You may still hurt tomorrow, so these things will be put here first. It's also good to make yourself a cup of brown sugar water when you're free."

Feng Ze was thoughtful. Tao Lele naturally nodded happily. Feng Ze's hand inadvertently touched the mouse. The dark computer screen suddenly lit up, and the two people looked at it at the same time.

Tao Lele was a little embarrassed. She held the warm brown sugar water in her hands, and Feng Ze's slender fingers were still placed on the bag containing brown sugar. There were several big words "how to do with dysmenorrhea" in the search box on the computer screen.

Tao Lele felt a little embarrassed because Feng Ze knew that she should drink more brown sugar water and warm her baby when she had dysmenorrhea, but a woman who had been a woman for more than 20 years had to turn to Baidu.

When Tao Lele felt ashamed, he heard Feng Ze tease, "Lele, it's good. It seems that you're still very smart to ask Baidu for help for things you don't understand."

This sounds like a compliment, but it doesn't make Tao Lele feel praised.