Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Ninth: How Can I Sleep Here?

He said hoarsely: "What are you used to? Shrinking like a shrimp on the bed, deliberately making me look distressed?"

Ji Nuan's face darkened: "You are like shrimp!"

Mo Jingshen's hand was still on her belly, and he kissed her gently on the cheek. Ji Nuan was hugged by him and didn't resist, but his eyes turned to him: "You want to take advantage of the danger of others. If you still want to take advantage of people's danger under my current situation, you are really not a human being."

Mo Jingshen's movements stopped, and he said with a smile, "I've done a lot of things that aren't human, and I'm still worse than you?"

"Hey - take your hand away!" There seemed to be a steady stream of heat in the palm attached to the lower abdomen. This kind of feeling that people wanted to rely on when they were fragile made Ji Nuan instinctively resist.

He didn't put his arms around her, but hugged her tighter after her voice fell, and when Ji Nuan glared at him, he leaned his head close to her ear and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect your menstrual period to have time. I didn’t expect the arranged business trip to collide with you these days, if you are really uncomfortable, you can reduce the work schedule, don’t embarrass yourself too much.”

Ji Nuan pursed her lips: "I have nothing to be sorry for. I know my own physical condition. There is nothing to make a fuss about this kind of hypocritical "flaw". It would be good to sleep for a day or two more.

Mo Jingshen remembered her menstrual period, she knew it.

Three years ago, these days of each month were stable and accurate.

But later, when she first went to the UK, various physical and psychological pressures and emotions weighed on her, probably because the pressure was too great, so she was not very stable for a few months, either too early or too late. , After finally returning to stability, the fixed monthly menstrual period time is also different from three years ago.

In fact, Ji Nuan can't come to Beijing these days, but on the one hand, she really doesn't want to miss this good opportunity, not to mention that even if she and Mo Jingshen are still angry, there's no need to be so irrational about this All good opportunities are missed.

As a result, he ignored his physiological period, which was only four or five days, and ignored his physical condition.

It's like shooting yourself in the foot, without hurting others, and now you're almost killing yourself!

Seeing that she was like a child, she was angry and hurt so much that her face was wrinkled into a bun, Mo Jingshen pinched her chin, and had to admit that three years of vacancy would indeed make it difficult for a man to hold on Liuxia Hui, who is not "chaotic" in her arms, but the little woman in her arms is now in a special situation.

He could only watch and not touch, and seeing that she was so uncomfortable, he said in a low, tight voice, "I'll help you warm your stomach, just continue to sleep if you want to."

"How am I going to sleep here?"

The man hooked his lips: "Continue kissing for a while if you don't sleep? The severity of a woman's menstrual period is proportional to the nervousness of the brain, which means that the more you focus on where the pain is, the more pain it will only get worse, why not? Doing something else, once you feel happy physically and mentally, your body will instinctively release dopamine and activate brain cells, which can also be regarded as a pain-relieving effect.”

Ji Nuan: "..."

Which doctor's nonsense came up with this fallacy?

She quickly turned her face away to prevent him from actually kissing him again. In the dim light, Mo Jingshen could not see her face in the shadow of the light, but the little woman held her breath and twisted her body and refused to face him. Explain her current face "color".

Ji Nuan closed her eyes and didn't speak for a while. The man also lay beside her and didn't move any further. He just kept helping her to press and "knead" her throbbing belly.

When she was about to fall asleep, she closed her eyes and said, "You better let me buy some warm babies for me and come back and post them."

"Okay, you go to bed first." The man's voice seemed to be coaxing a child, gentle and patient.

...

Ji Nuan woke up after a few hours of sleep. When he woke up, he found that Mo Jingshen was no longer there, but the scent of Chinese "medicine" wafted in the room. He felt the heat in his stomach again, and when he lowered his head, he saw himself. A Chinese "medicine" bag is being applied to his lower abdomen, and the heat is radiated from the Chinese "medicine" bag, which is very warm.

No wonder she slept so comfortably just now and never woke up in pain, because of this.

Where did Mo Jingshen buy this thing? Wouldn't you really ask the doctor on purpose?

She sat up and "touched" something on her stomach. It was warm and comfortable, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

...

Ji Nuan got up on time the next morning, and was about to go to work lazily for breakfast. After all, he was on a business trip. He slept here for a day yesterday and was much better.

After a simple wash, suddenly a staff member from the guest room came to knock on the door, and then the dining car pushed a bowl of red dates and glutinous rice porridge.

"Don't you have to go to the restaurant for breakfast in your hotel? I don't even have to call, it will be delivered directly?" Ji Nuan said as he walked over and took a sip of the spoon.

The room service staff stood by and asked with a smile, "Miss Ji, is this porridge delicious?"

"It's okay, it tastes good, what's wrong?" Ji Nuan sat down at the dining table after taking two sips, intending to drink up all the porridge.

"Mr. Mo specially occupied the hotel's kitchen this morning and cooked it for you personally. It contains red dates, brown sugar, glutinous rice, peanuts, and some cow's milk' and walnuts. It is simply richer than eight-treasure porridge. It's been a long time."

Ji Nuan drank the porridge, no wonder she felt that the porridge in this hotel was too meticulous, and it was especially soft and glutinous, sweet but not greasy. Star, even this bowl of porridge can be rated as a very high level of cooking.

Occupying the back kitchen of the hotel and cooking porridge for her on purpose, is it an apology?

Because he did all the calculations but didn't count the time change of her menstrual period, which made her go to Beijing to be so troubled during the most difficult days.

It turns out that Mo Jingshen, who is calm and rational and has a plan for everything, will sometimes miscalculate.

Ji Nuan drank the porridge and said lightly, "Mr. Mo occupies your kitchen, so what about other people's breakfast? Could it be that there is no breakfast in the entire hotel this morning?"

The staff laughed: "That's not true. There are three back kitchens in our hotel. Mr. Mo only occupied one, and it didn't affect the rest of us in preparing breakfast."

Ji Nuan didn't speak any more, lowered her head and continued drinking.

Mo Jingshen really boiled a lot, and it can be seen from this big bowl that it must have been boiled for a long time.

Ji Nuan happened to like to drink too, and it was a lot of face-saving to drink clean, then got up and asked the staff to push the dining car out, and she packed up and was ready to go out.

Just as he was about to change his clothes, he suddenly heard the phone ringing on the bed. The warm wind is not as deep as your love