Yu Wanwan slung her backpack on, ready to head out. However, the moment she opened the door, her other foot simply couldn't step out. Before her now was a scene of silver-clad beauty, covered i...
The dysmenorrhea was so severe and violent that Yu Wanwan lay there unable to move. Only after drinking hot water did she feel a little better.
Feihan held her in his arms, stroked her head with his big hand, and asked softly, "Wanwan, have a good sleep later. I'll get you some pork, okay?"
It was winter, where could she get pork? Besides, Yu Wanwan didn't feel like eating pork right now. She sniffed and said aggrievedly, "I don't want to eat pork. I want to drink porridge."
"Porridge? What is that?"
Yu Wanwan choked a little.
Yes, there is no rice in the orc world, only rice cakes, but there is no one here, so it would be strange to find rice cakes.
Not wanting to trouble Feihan, Yu Wanwan could only shake her head: "Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
The pain in her stomach made Yu Wanwan miss Bai Jing even more.
It would be great if Bai Jing was here at this time. He would always carefully prepare hot water and various fruits for her, maintain the indoor temperature, and prevent her from being exposed to the wind.
The first day of her period was the most uncomfortable time for her. Bai Jing would cut the fenguot into small pieces and cook it into porridge for her to drink. When she went to bed at night, he would put his hand on her belly to keep her warm.
The more her stomach hurt, the more Yu Wanwan missed Bai Jing. She thought of Bai Jing's careful and considerate care, and then she thought of her current situation of sleeping in the open and being exposed to the wind and rain.
The more Yu Wanwan thought about it, the more wronged she felt. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Her nose felt sore and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
Hearing the little female sobbing, Fei Han felt very distressed. He quickly wiped her tears and held her face with his big hands.
"Wanwan, don't cry."
Yu Wanwan bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears: "I'm sorry, I don't want to cry, it's just... I miss my family a little bit."
This was the first time Fei Han had seen a female apologize, and he felt even more distressed for this delicate and sensible little female. His fingers caressed Yu Wanwan's face, affectionately and tenderly: "Females never need to apologize. Wanwan, it's my fault for not taking good care of you."
Yu Wanwan shook her head.