Become a Big Brother’s Favorite After Marriage

The suffocation of the past few days seems to have disappeared at this moment.

Qin Yanchen closed his eyes and allowed himself to sink into this rare harmony.

The night is long.

Qiao Ansheng, who had experienced fatigue, quickly fell asleep in this kind of warmth with some warmth.

But in the middle of the night, a familiar, terrible pain, but he just pulled her out of her sleep!

In order to verify his guess, Qiao Ansheng could only endure the pain and go to the bathroom to check the situation.

Sure enough, it was the eldest aunt who came to visit!

After changing the soiled underwear, when Qiao Ansheng returned to the room, his whole body was so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist. He could only cover his belly with his hands, and then crouched and walked towards the bed step by step.

According to the previous menstrual cycle, the eldest aunt would not come to visit until a week later, but this time, it was suddenly early.

Going back into the bed, the original warmth is no longer enough.

Waves of pain struck her like mountains, making her unable to parry at all!

Qiao Ansheng's face was pale, and he bit his lips desperately, so that he could barely control himself from groaning.

She thought that it might be because she was running around tonight, and the cold and cold invaded, so her menstrual period will be early, and her dysmenorrhea will be particularly severe.

In the past, she would prepare some warm brown sugar **** tea in advance to relieve menstrual pain, but this time, the aunt came too suddenly, and she hadn't prepared anything in advance, so she had to resist.

Qiao Ansheng didn't want to wake Qin Yanchen, so even if the painful whole person was about to cramp, he just said nothing!

Let the fine sweat cover her forehead.

But gradually, her consciousness began to blur, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Qin Yanchen, who was sleeping very shallowly, still sensed the abnormality and woke up with his eyes open.

Turning on the bedside lamp thoroughly, Qin Yanchen leaned over and looked to his side. Only then did he see the sweaty and curled up Qiao Ansheng.

"what happened?"

Reaching out to Qiao Ansheng's forehead, Qin Yanchen thought it was this woman who had a cold and fever, so she was shaking like this, but who knows, his tentacles are wet.

Qin Yanchen looked terrified, and immediately pulled Qiao Ansheng's body, frowning: "Qiao Ansheng, Qiao Ansheng?"

He shook lightly, and his eyes couldn't stop worrying.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Qiao Ansheng's face was too ugly, Qin Yanchen didn't hesitate, got up and dressed, and prepared to take Qiao Ansheng to the hospital.

"No, no...use, I'm...auntie, my stomach hurts, no...it's okay."

Just when Qin Yanchen started to dress Qiao Ansheng, with the few remaining vigor and sober will, Qiao Ansheng shook his head to explain her situation.

The snowy road is difficult, and it is the New Year. There is really no need to go to the hospital in the wind and snow for this little problem, and waste precious medical resources.

"I lie down for a while, and I will be fine if I lie down..."

Qiao Ansheng refused to go to the hospital. In her situation, she was afraid that the pain would be worse if she caught the cold when she went out.

Dysmenorrhea?

Qin Yanchen gave a gesture, and his anxiety finally eased a little.

When they were still together, he knew that this woman had this old problem of dysmenorrhea!

At that time, he would cook her some **** tea, brown sugar water or something, as long as they drink these, the woman's dysmenorrhea will be relieved...

Thinking of this, Qin Yanchen tucked the quilt back for the woman on the bed, then turned and went downstairs to find **** and brown sugar.

But he is not at home very much, even at home, he basically can't cook, and he can't find **** at all!

And there was no brown sugar, only white sugar was found.

No way, Qin Yanchen had to pour a cup of hot water upstairs first, and found a hot water bottle filled with hot water from the utility room and placed it next to Qiao Ansheng's belly.

Feeling a warmth, Qiao Ansheng finally opened his eyes laboriously, but his vision was still a little fuzzy, and he couldn't concentrate on seeing the man standing in front of her bed.

"Wait for a while, I will go out to buy brown sugar **** tea, and I will be back soon!"

After holding Qiao Ansheng's body and feeding a few mouthfuls of hot water, Qin Yanchen took his coat and walked out.

Listening to the words poured into his ears, and seeing the fuzzy figure far away from him, Qiao Ansheng opened his mouth, but was unable to stop him.

When she was looking for a hotel along the street before, she didn't see a few shops still open. Now it is snowing again. Where else can she buy the brown sugar **** tea she wants?

Drowsed, Qiao Ansheng wanted to reach out for the mobile phone placed on the bedside table, and wanted to call Qin Yanchen to come back. Don't make this trip in vain.

But her hand moved away from her belly, and the sudden colic sensation made her whole body twisted into a ball, not to mention raising her hand to hold the phone, she even started to breathe weakly.

Except for the almost uninterrupted pain in her abdomen, she had no energy to perceive anything else.

As time passed by, the snow outside the house became heavier and heavier.

I don’t know how long has passed...

Just when Qiao Ansheng was clutching her stomach, thinking that she would faint because of the pain, she vaguely heard the sound of the door closing from downstairs.

Qin Yanchen?

Is he back?

Qiao Ansheng wanted to look up, but she couldn't open her eyes completely, she could only squint a gap to receive a little light and shadow.

With the sound of footsteps from far and near, the door of the room was finally pushed open, Qiao Ansheng immediately felt a chill of coldness on her side.

"Qiao Ansheng, get up and drink this cup of **** tea."

As Qin Yanchen said, he stretched out his hand to fish out the woman who had been shrunk in the bed.

The mouth of the cup faced Qiao Ansheng's white lips. He slowly and extremely patiently fed the whole cup of brown sugar **** tea to Qiao Ansheng.

The spicy and sweet taste slipped from the throat, winding its way through, and finally fell into the stomach, finally relieving the pain.

After drinking, Qiao Ansheng curled up into the bed again, and continued to resist this painfully with a blank face.

Although this cup of warm brown sugar **** tea made her feel a lot more comfortable, it can only relieve her.

Most of the time, I still have to grit my teeth...

After the pain of this first night, you will slowly get better later.

Inside the house, the heating has been adjusted to the highest level.

Seeing that the pain on Qiao Ansheng's face seemed to fade away, Qin Yanchen, who was standing by, took off his coat and put it on the sofa in the room.

The shoulders of the pure black woolen coat are obviously wet.

After driving along the street for a long time in the middle of the night, he found a 24-hour convenience store on a not-so-busy commercial street and bought a pack of brown sugar **** tea.

Since the store is located in the old city area, the road is far away, the sky is dark, the view is extremely poor, and it is snowy, he should have opened slowly...

But in a hurry to get back, his wheels slipped several times and almost fell into the bushes by the road!