The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

Jingran curled her lips strangely and secretly thought that he usually wouldn't just wear a bathrobe at home.

She chose a new bathrobe from the closet and entered the bathroom. She took a simple shower. When she saw the man's clothes randomly thrown away in the dirty clothes basket, after thinking about it, she picked them up and washed them together.

It was a gift in return for her staying the night.

Just as she was getting ready to leave the bathroom, Jingran suddenly felt a pain in her stomach and felt something rushing down her body. The underwear she was wearing had been washed and temporarily dried with a hair dryer. Her first reaction was, it's over. , nothing to wear anymore.

What a coincidence that my aunt is here at this time?

Jingran went back and squatted on the toilet, feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to die, but her clothes had just been washed and she didn't bring her mobile phone. She couldn't just wear a hollow bathrobe and run out.

After thinking again and again, she returned to the door, half-opened the door, and called out to Bo Zhanchen, who was already lying on the bed outside, "Bo Zhanchen..."

Bo Zhanchen did not respond.

She increased her volume and shouted again, "Bo Zhanchen!"

"Mr. Bo?"

"Big brother..."

Bo Zhanchen didn't know what he was doing yesterday, and he couldn't wake him up. Jingran was inside, and the pain was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He felt heat waves surging out of his body, so he had to go back and squat. He held his stomach hard and almost curled up together.

The first time she came to visit her aunt was during military training. The training was raining heavily, and she collapsed after persisting for a day. After that, she suffered from dysmenorrhea. Even after taking many medicines for so many years, there was no relief. Instead, it became worse.

Every time her aunt visits, Jingran feels as if half of her life has been taken away.

This time was no exception, but as soon as she arrived, she felt that the temperature on her body was leaving home. She was extremely cold. Her stomach ached and her waist was sore. Her whole body felt like being run over by a car, especially her lower belly, which seemed to be being crushed. A thread pulled the tendon back, causing her internal organs to start to hurt.

After Jingran calmed down for a while, she was about to go out to get her cell phone to ask for help. She held her stomach and opened the bathroom door. She suddenly bumped into the man who was about to knock on the door.

Jingran was startled and took a step back.

Bo Zhanchen put down his hand that was about to knock on the door, and his eyes fell on her extremely pale face, "Did you call me just now?"

Jingran nodded.

She didn't want to ask Bo Zhanchen for such an embarrassing thing, but at this time, it was obvious that he was the best choice.

"Is something wrong?" Bo Zhanchen asked.

Jingran pinched the edge of her nightgown nervously, "Well, can you please do me a favor? Go to the convenience store to buy sanitary napkins, and then go to the drugstore to buy some painkillers."

Bo Zhanchen realized instantly, "Dysmenorrhea?"

Jingran nodded awkwardly, "Sorry, it's really inconvenient for me to bother you."

Bo Zhanchen didn't say anything and just picked him up.

This time Jingran didn't struggle, not because she didn't want to, but because she really didn't have the strength.

But when she saw that Bo Zhanchen was about to put her on the bed, she still struggled hard. She had just misunderstood that he was not so embarrassed about doing this or that to her, but now she was really embarrassed. The red color spread from her face to her collarbone, "No, It will stain the sheets.”

Bo Zhanchen glanced at her coldly and said inexplicably, "Just wash it after it's dirty. Seeing you like this, if it hurts so much, I'll have to be accused of being a murderer."

Jingran: "..."

If the situation didn't allow it and her physical strength couldn't keep up, she would have wanted to get up and curse.

God fucking murderer.

God it fucking hurts!

Who has dysmenorrhea that kills people?

I don’t know if she was in a revengeful mood or something, but Jingran didn’t hesitate at all this time. She sat down on the bed and even jumped into me. Her toes instantly touched the warmth in the bed, and she moved all the way up her legs. It spread upwards, and even the originally distended belly no longer hurt so much.

Bo Zhanchen looked at her funny, said "wait", turned around, changed his clothes, and went out.

Listening to the sound of the car engine downstairs, Jingran felt inexplicably relieved. She tightened her grip on the quilt. After all, she was still embarrassed. She got up and found a bath towel to spread under her body. She lay down on it again, pulled up the quilt, and breathed. They are all unique to men.

In addition, there is a shower gel scent that is exactly the same as hers.

The silk curls into the nose.

Yinjianglan is located in a remote area. The main road is a winding mountain road of about ten kilometers. There are no convenience stores nearby. Apart from street lights, there is not even a human figure.

Bo Zhanchen's car was speeding along, and he took advantage of the opportunity to make a phone call. Soon, Li Yiming's teasing voice sounded in the car, "At this time, shouldn't you be in a woman's bed? How come you still have time to call me? No. Could it be that Guangrong was injured?"

"Go away." Bo Zhanchen cursed, "I want to ask you something."

Li Yiming looked serious and thought Bo Zhanchen would ask some serious questions. As a result, Bo Zhanchen hesitated for more than a minute and just asked, "Is there any cure for dysmenorrhea?"

"Pfft -" Li Yiming sprayed out the tea he just drank. He thought he heard wrongly, but his voice was obviously much clearer. He leaned closer to the microphone and spoke, "What did you say?"

Bo Zhanchen's face darkened, "When did you become deaf?"

Li Yiming was sure that he had heard it right. He was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing at all, "No. Which girl has the honor to make Mr. Bo from the game Hua Cong stop to relieve his menstrual cramps? You are a grown man, at 11 in the middle of the night Click here."

Bo Zhanchen said in a bad tone, "If you don't know, go and ask those who know, and then tell me. Otherwise, believe it or not, I will send your old man the information of a dozen famous ladies tomorrow, so that you can spend the next two months on blind dates." Spend it at the banquet.”

Li Yiming coughed and said quickly, "Don't, don't, don't, why are you so anxious about such a trivial matter? I'm telling you, it's such a big deal."

"Dysmenorrhea does not occur in one day, nor can it be cured in one day. It requires long-term management. The fastest way is to take painkillers, but they treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, and there are side effects. All painkillers are a bit stomach-breaking. Well, if it's convenient for you, go ahead and make some brown sugar ginger tea. The ingredients include red dates, hawthorn, ginger and brown sugar. Put more red dates, as women need to replenish their qi and blood at this time."

"After drinking it these days, you should usually keep it warm with something to replenish qi and blood, and don't break it. Pile up bird's nests, donkey hide gelatin, etc. It's best if you bring it over and I'll prescribe medicine for you. The auxiliary medicine is more effective!”

The last sentence was obviously with the purpose of meeting who could make Bo Zhanchen lower his head to do this kind of work.

I thought Bo Zhanchen would refuse.

But he didn't expect him to readily agree, "I know. Go to sleep."

“Hey, hey, hey—” Li Yiming became even more curious, “Who is it?!”