A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

The shopping guide also realized that this handsome man made a mistake.

Bought my aunt's wipes as diapers
"You bought it for your girlfriend, right?" The shopping guide helped him put aunt's towels of various brands and sizes into the trolley, and successively put warm palace stickers, warm babies, brown sugar and ginger, and supplements for regulating qi and blood.

"It's a pleasure to be your girlfriend."

"Not a girlfriend." It was rare for Lu Xing, who had always been reticent, to correct him.

"Huh? That's it"

Ladies. "

The man pushed a small trolley that was full, and went to check out at a brisk pace.

The female shopping guide was extremely envious.

If anyone has such a husband, wouldn't he die happily?

"I'll go, such a handsome man has a wife!"
"It's a pity, he is so handsome and gentle, he looks so anxious when his wife comes to see his aunt!"
"What kind of peerless handsome man is this? I just took a picture and I want to post it on Weibo!"

Lu Xing was so busy thinking about his little girl that he didn't know that a few girls who were whispering not far away had already taken a photo of his profile and posted it on Weibo.

Lu Xing hurried home.

He took a big bag of aunt's towels and went upstairs.

"Honey, open the door."

The man's deep voice was a little anxious.

Song Jianjian weakly opened a crack in the door.

If this guy comes with diapers again, when she's ready, he'll blow his head off with a fist!
A pack of Aunt Naika towels was handed over.

Song Jianjian took the aunt's towel with somewhat cold hands, dealt with it with trembling hands, and pressed the toilet bowl.

She bent over in pain and was about to stand up, but she sat for too long, her legs were numb and sore, and she couldn't stand up.

"Are you ready?"

"I."

she can't stand up
Hearing the girl's painful groans, Lu Xing was very anxious. He couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed in regardless of Song Jianjian's refusal to let him in.

"you."

Before Song Jianjian could say anything, the man hugged her domineeringly by the waist.

When Song Jianjian realized it, his body was firmly hugged into the man's arms.

"I'll take you out."

Seeing the girl's pale and wrinkled face, Lu Xing's expression turned a little colder.

He carried Song Jianjian to the master bedroom, and gently hugged her on the bed.

"Lie down obediently."

"Hmm..." Song Jian lost the strength to resist in pain, bowed his waist, and curled his body into a ball.

Cold sweat gradually soaked the bath towel on her body.

Not long after, the man came with something.

"Take some painkillers first." Lu Xing hugged the girl into his arms, handed Song Jianjian a tablet and a cup of hot water.

"Hmm." Song Jianjian swallowed with difficulty.

Then, the man put her on the bed, lifted the corner of her bathrobe - a
"What are you doing?" Song Jianjian stared at him weakly.

"Paste this for you." Lu Xing picked up a piece of warm baby, he had already read the manual just now.

This small piece of physical action can continue to generate heat for 24 hours.

Just stick it on her stomach through a layer of fabric.

"I'll do it myself." Song Jianjian's face turned pale with pain, and she reached out to take the palace warming sticker.

"Lie down obediently."

The man involuntarily grabbed her two restless little hands, picked up the baby warmer, and opened her bathrobe.

Song Jianjian hummed dissatisfied.

"No. You go away, I don't want you!"
She stretched out her legs and kicked him restlessly.

"I know you're in pain," the man grabbed her creamy slender ankle with his other hand, soothing her softly, "Be good, you'll be fine soon."

A corner of the towel was opened, and those slender and straight legs came into Lu Xing's sight.

In an instant, his eyes were hot and hot.

Then, annoyance appeared in his eyes.

He forced himself to close his eyes, and quickly put the hot post on her through the little pink underwear.

I don't know why, she punched a monster and kicked a white lotus, but in front of Lu Xing, she showed her fragile side.

Song Jianjian, who is in love with Xiaobai, doesn't know that her current behavior is called acting like a baby.

"Then I'll rub it for you."

The man became even more anxious, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he nervously went to pick up the girl who was moaning and rolling on the bed.

Song Jianjian was pulled into his arms by him.

"Who told you to touch me, is there no other maid besides Mrs. Chen?"

Song Jianjian grabbed his chest and wanted to push him, but it was like a meat grinder in her stomach, and it hurt her so much.

The hands supporting the man's chest couldn't exert any strength, they were limp.

More like a gesture of refusal or welcome.

"Be good." Lu Xing coaxed softly, seeing her stomach hurt, Lu Xing felt uncomfortable.

Somewhat annoyed why this kind of pain didn't grow on him.

"My first time, I will try my best."

Lu Xing stretched his hands to touch her lower abdomen.

He moved very lightly, for fear of hurting her.

This was his first time touching a girl.

Strange to say, he used to have a strange cleanliness about women, and he resisted any woman approaching him.

But the pale girl in his arms, he couldn't help getting closer, couldn't help wanting to get closer to her more.

The faint smell of milk on her body fascinated him.

Lu Xing tried his best to restrain the thoughts he shouldn't have, closed his eyes, and massaged her seriously.

Song Jianjian was in pain at first, as if his stomach had been pricked by a needle.

But the man's palm was generous and warm, sticking warmly to her lower abdomen, warm.

"Is it better?"

Lu Xing massages in circles.

"Um."

The efficacy of the medicine also gradually exerted a slight effect.

The warm baby attached to the belly also started to heat up.

"Does it still hurt?"

"A little bit." Song Jianjian weakly opened his eyes.

She didn't know that dysmenorrhea would be so tormenting.

"Ah."

President Lu exhaled and rubbed the girl's soft belly. His muscles tensed up, as if magma had burst out of his body.

This feeling is excruciating.

Painful, but happy.

While trying to endure a certain reaction, the man rubbed Song Jianjian's belly.

Gradually, Song Jianjian became sleepy, her black eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

Seeing that she was asleep, Lu Xing gently put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

The air conditioner is turned up.

Lu walked to the cloakroom and opened Song Jianjian's wardrobe.

The man Lu frowned.

His woman, why only this little clothes?
They didn't go home often before, and the two of them didn't see each other a few times a year, and they didn't pay attention to what she was wearing.

But looking at it this way, there are too few.

Lu Xing took out a fairly comfortable cotton nightdress and walked to Song Jianjian's side.

The girl slept soundly, the bath towel was loosely wrapped around her delicate collarbone, and her milk-like delicate skin was presented in large swaths before his eyes.

Lu Xing uncontrollably thought of the scene in the bathroom that day when the girl was hugged by him. Lu Xing held back and untied the bath towel, fearing that he couldn't help it, he closed his eyes hard.With stiff fingers, he put the pajamas on Song Jianjian.

The movement is gentle but too stiff for the first time.

He slowly put her pajamas on.

After the set, I was sweating all over.

Lu Xing stood up and sent a WeChat message to Heiying.

"Go and buy all the big-name seasonal women's clothing in S size."

"Be gentle, don't wake up the young lady."

Black Hawk: "Obey!!"

After finishing all this, Lu Xing looked at the girl's quiet and delicate face, picked up the phone, opened Baidu Encyclopedia, and entered a string of text, "What should I do if my wife is on her period?"

There are many replies below.

"Food is light, and the mind is calm."

"Women during their menstrual period are easy to get angry, so they need to be coaxed."

"Brown sugar ginger tea with red dates and longan to nourish qi and blood."

"Cure all diseases."

The first three items are easy to understand. What does it mean to cure all diseases?
Lu Xing replied with a short question mark.

"Ham, bro, don't you understand? The so-called cure for all diseases is to buy a bag for a woman when she is in a bad mood during her menstrual period.

There is no woman who doesn't like bags, understand? "

It turned out to be the case.

Lu Xing was thoughtful.

He made a call, afraid of disturbing Song Jianjian, so he lowered his voice, "Have you made bags recently? Give me ten."

"Pfft. My lord, this is a high-end handmade top luxury bag, and it's not made on the factory assembly line. I only make one or two bags throughout the year.

Where can I get you so much? "

"One or two?" Lu Xing frowned.

"Of course, my CN is also the top in the fashion industry, and I'm the leader in the luxury industry. Many rich women line up to buy my bags but they can't buy them. In order to buy me, I have a bag with hundreds of thousands of goods. Hard to find, where can I get you ten!
no?Do you want to buy a bag?Who to buy it for?

Have you taken care of your little lover yet? "

"My wife." Lu Xing's tone suddenly turned cold.

"Cough. When did you find your wife? Why don't I know?"

"I want a bag."

The man spoke concisely, with a strong sense of oppression in his voice.

"I'm out of stock, and you know I'm a top brand in the world, and many bags have been booked out years in advance."

"speak English."

"Um. I still have a semi-finished product in my hand. I have worked overtime these days to make it and send it to you. What do you think, sir?"

"Okay, send me the price card number."
"Good cough-
After hanging up the phone, Lu Xing stood up, picked up brown sugar, ginger, and longan and walked towards the kitchen.

"Master, what are you going to do? Let me come."

The new senior chef is smiling.

"Myself."

Lu Xing adhered to the attitude of Baidu if he doesn't understand, learned how to make brown sugar for women online, and started to do it in a decent way.

Song Jianjian fell asleep for a while in a daze.

The feeling of falling pain and tearing flesh seems to have dissipated a lot.

In a daze, she heard the sound of steady and powerful footsteps.

The footsteps were light, as if afraid of disturbing her.

"Honey, wake up."

Warm fingers pinched her cheek.

Song Jianjian opened his eyes, almond pupils were filled with a thin layer of mist, with the hazy feeling of just waking up.

Silly and cute.

Lu Xing: My wife is so cute.

"I boiled brown sugar water for you, drink it while it's hot."

Lu Xing resisted the urge to rub her little face, picked up the bowl, took out a spoonful of brown sugar water and handed it to Song Jianjian's lips.

Song Jianjian opened his small mouth and drank it.

"How is the taste?"

The man looked at her nervously.

For the first time, he was nervous.

"It's hard to drink." Song Jianjian wrinkled his little bitter face.

"Then I'll make you another bowl."

Lu Xing was about to stand up, but a soft little hand grabbed the hem of his clothes.