Sweet!The boss in the Beijing circle seduces and pets the gentle and soft little fairy

In the evening, the literary research team she joined posted a notice in the WeChat group, saying that the live broadcast had been negotiated with the relevant platform, and that she would go to the bookstore where she was last at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning.

In this live broadcast, they also invited the authors of the shared study books to participate in the interaction, so tomorrow they will discuss the issues discussed with the authors and teachers, as well as the pre-reading and post-study summaries.

This is a long-term work, and there should be discussions afterwards. The live broadcast officially started at the end of July. The live broadcast platform team is responsible for the pre-heating publicity. They only need to improve the live broadcast content.

Jiang Wansheng replied a [Received] in the group, and went back to the room to sort out the contents of Teacher Cai Chongru's "Destiny" involved in this live broadcast.

Halfway through tidying up, there was a sudden soreness in her lower abdomen, and she quickly took out her usual sanitary napkins from the suitcase she brought with her and went into the bathroom.

At first glance, it really is.

Her menstrual period has always been very accurate, but it is estimated that too many things happened recently made her forget about it.

She took the soiled clothes to the laundry room, and Mrs. Wen was only responsible for three meals a day here, and stayed in the villa every morning to clean up, and would not stay the rest of the time.

She washed and dried the clothes by herself, flushed a glass of warm water, and went back to her room to continue sorting out the materials.

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The setting sun melts gold, and the sunset glow weaves a piece of beauty.

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Wansheng regained his senses from the information, turned his head to look out the window, and before he knew it, it was evening.

She stood up and opened the door, and Mrs. Wen stood outside the door with a smile, "Miss Jiang, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now?"

"Okay." She walked downstairs with Mrs. Wen, "Thank you Mrs. Wen, I didn't think about time for a while."

"It's okay, this is what I should do."

Jiang Wansheng went downstairs, looked around, but did not see Qin Mo.

"Did little uncle come back?"

Mrs. Wen was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Sir, you usually don't come here when you live in Luqiu Ming."

She paused.

That's right, the little uncle didn't often live in Chongfeiyuan.

It is estimated that he took her out for dinner at noon today to give her the illusion that the little uncle will come over to have dinner with him.

She smiled, "That's right, I forgot about it."

She sat down to eat, and saw Sao Wen standing aside, "Have you eaten, Sao Wen?"

"Not yet, I'll pack it up and go home to eat after you finish eating."

It was the same in the past. Mrs. Wen was hired by Qin Weizhao after she went to school and lived in Chongfei Garden. Qin Weizhao usually lived in the dormitory, and she only came to cook for her when she came home on holidays, but she behaved according to the rules and never followed her. The hired host is close to the family.

Jiang Wansheng was embarrassed to be watched by others, so he wanted to eat with Mrs. Wen, but was rejected by Mrs. Wen. She couldn't resist, so she had to eat by herself.

After eating for a while, she felt intermittent pains in her lower abdomen. Usually, she would not have severe pain on the first day, and it would only start in the next few days, but today she also started to have a dull pain for some reason, "Sister-in-law Wen, here is brown sugar ?"

Mrs. Wen understood, and said, "Yes, do you want me to cook a bowl now?"

She clutched her belly, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

She was in severe pain, and she didn't want to eat dinner after taking a few mouthfuls. She took the brown sugar water soaked by Mrs. Wen and went back to her room.

After slowly finishing the drink, she sorted out the materials for a while. Seeing the twilight outside the window, her back was sore and her stomach ached, so she directly threw the quilt onto the bed, curled up into a ball, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

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In the middle of the night, Jiang Wansheng was awakened by the pain.

I tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, and my hands and feet were still cold.

She had no choice but to get out of bed with difficulty, covering her lower abdomen, and went to the first floor to make brown sugar water for herself.

There was no one in the villa, and there was silence all around.She didn't bother to turn on the lights, the moonlight cast by the floor-to-ceiling windows was enough to see things.

Go to the kitchen, take out a piece of brown sugar and put it in the glass, the water dispenser can get hot water at any time.

She sat on a bar chair by the island, waiting for the water to be connected.

The marble table was too cold, so she didn't support the island, but covered her hands, her back was arched, and her beautiful features were wrinkled.

Suddenly there was the sound of fingerprints unlocking the door.

The heavy door opened, and the man came with the moon.

Jiang Wansheng frowned and looked up.

The man stood at the entrance, his figure was tall and straight, his white shirt gathered his muscular upper body, and his smooth outline was faintly visible.

The neckline is loosely undone with two buttons, exposing the cold white collarbone and tight neck line.

The black eyes seemed to be soaked in the night, and they looked over deeply.

Abstinence and lust.

Through the hazy moonlight, she saw him walking towards her.

Leng Muxiang swept over and suppressed the man's heavy voice, "What's going on?"

She squeezed out a smile, "It's just a stomachache."

Qin Mo looked at the cup on the sink, smelled that it was brown sugar water, and instantly understood what was going on, "Physical period?"

She shyly said, "Yeah."

Qin Mo didn't make a sound, bent down, passed her knees with one hand, supported her back with the other, and picked her up directly.

She didn't check for a while, subconsciously put her arms around Qin Mo's neck, "Little uncle?"

"Hold you up, and I'll bring you brown sugar water soon." His chest vibrated, and his voice sounded deep, so close to her.

His steps were steady, his chest was warm, nestling in his arms was like leaning against a stove, bringing her waves of warmth.

She looked at the tight jaw line in front of her eyes and the cold wood fragrance lingering on the man's body, and she suddenly felt relieved.

Qin Mo carried her to the bed, knelt on one knee beside the bed, leaned over and said softly, "Put the quilt on, I'll come up later."

She wrapped herself in the quilt, only showing a disheveled head, nodded, very obedient.

Qin Mo couldn't hold back, patted her head again, and then turned to leave.

Jiang Wansheng curled up, the temperature in the quilt was not at all as good as that of Qin Mo's body.

After a while, Qin Mo came in with a bowl of brown sugar water.

She sat up, and Qin Mo sat by the bed, "Do you want to feed?"

She waved her hand, "No, I'll do it myself."

Qin Mo didn't say anything, and handed the bowl to her. When handing over, her fingers accidentally touched his. Qin Mo frowned, grabbed her hand and held it in his hand, "Why is it so cold?"

Her hand was suddenly wrapped in a big warm palm. Feeling embarrassed while being comfortable, she withdrew her hand, "I'm prone to cold at this time, it's fine."

He took the brown sugar water with both hands, "I just use this to warm up."

She thought it was the cup she had brewed just now, but when she took it, she realized it was not.

Red dates, wolfberries and even a few glutinous rice balls are added to the brown sugar water.

The hot air engulfed the aroma, her watery eyes sparkled, and she looked up at the man beside the bed, "You cooked this?"

Qin Mo nodded.

She blew it up a bit, took a bite of the small balls, and exclaimed: "How can my little uncle cook it? It's delicious."

Qin Mo's eyebrows were still tense, and he responded casually, "Qin Weizhao was dishonest during his menstrual period before, and he couldn't stop if he didn't eat this."

Jiang Wansheng listened, feeling a little envious, the little uncle is really nice.

She was eating silently, when the man opened his lips in a very calm voice, "Stand out your feet."

"?" She was full of doubts.

Qin Mo didn't waste time with her, and directly reached out to grab her feet under the quilt, and when he touched them, it was really cold.

He frowned even tighter, and directly covered her with each hand, his movements covered under the quilt.

Jiang Wansheng's face was flushed red, the soles of her feet were tightly touching the palms of the man, and even he was still sliding, and she tightened her grip even more to avoid the man's strength.

"Don't move, how can you sleep if your feet are so cold and not warm? There are no warm stickers at home. This is the only way to do it. Do you still despise little uncle?"

She ate the small balls stiffly one bite at a time, the touch of her feet seemed to be connected to a certain nerve in her heart, and her heartbeat sounded like a drum in the silent night.

He lowered his head, his face was still cold and handsome, but he was so focused, as if he was dealing with some rare treasure.

It took a while for Jiang Wansheng to finish drinking the brown sugar water that night, and his feet were warmed by the continuous heat, making him feel much more comfortable.

Qin Mo felt that it was almost warm, so he took her empty bowl and got up, "I'll come over later."

Jiang Wansheng huddled under the quilt, not knowing why.

It's warm enough after drinking, why come here?

When Qin Mo came back again, he sat down next to her with empty hands, covering her lower abdomen with a thin layer of summer cool quilt.

Jiang Wansheng was startled, and directly pressed the big hand on his body, sat up, and instantly shortened the distance with Qin Mo.

She stumbled and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Qin Mo: "Isn't it painful? Help you rub it."

"No, no need, I can do it myself."

Qin Mo chuckled: "Your hands are just warmed up, and you still want to rub them yourself?"

"Lie down and rub it for a while, it will be much more comfortable."

She froze for a moment, then lay back down again.

There was a stream of heat coming from the lower abdomen, the quilt was not thick, and the man's touch was still clear and palpable.

His strength on the lower abdomen was gentle, and he spread his palms and rubbed them in circles.

At first, she still felt very uncomfortable, but gradually, the sense of comfort and drowsiness came over her gradually, and she breathed lightly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Mo gently rubbed her lower abdomen calmly, the girl's waist was slender, and it seemed that she could grasp it with one hand.

His black eyes were heavy, and he rubbed it for more than ten minutes. Seeing that the girl was sleeping soundly, he covered her with the quilt, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to the best level, and gently and restrainedly kissed the girl on the forehead before leaving quietly. go.