Seeing that she hurriedly took the cup and drank from it, Ji Huaishen was afraid that she would burn herself, so he quickly said, "Slow down, it's hot."
Before he could finish speaking, Mu Xiaocheng had already gulped down the entire bowl of brown sugar water.
She handed the bowl back to Ji Huaishen, smiling as she said, "It's not hot anymore."
She couldn't be like Lin Daiyu, scooping up the drink spoonful by spoonful; at least, she couldn't do that in front of Ji Huaishen right now.
She'd get shy if he kept staring at her like that, wouldn't she?
Ji Huaishen held the white porcelain bowl in his hand, looked down at her lower abdomen, and asked in a soft voice, "Does it hurt?"
Mu Xiaocheng was stunned, not expecting him to ask that question suddenly.
It hurts, of course it hurts.
But I can barely bear it.
Seriously, doesn't Ji Huaishen feel embarrassed at all?
"fine."
Her face was flushed, but her lips were pale, and she still looked listless.
"What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you again."
He didn't want to see her like this at all.
His precious child shouldn't suffer even the slightest bit; he should be carefree and happy.
Mu Xiaocheng frowned and thought seriously for a moment. There wasn't anything she particularly wanted to eat, but...
She suddenly remembered the spicy hot pot restaurant in the north of the city.
She smacked her lips and looked at him timidly, "I want to eat Wu Ji Mala Tang in the north of the city."
With a voice so soft it melts your heart, and looking into her big, watery eyes, Ji Huaishen simply couldn't bear to refuse.
Yes, I can't bear to part with it.
You should avoid spicy and stimulating foods during your period.
But as long as she's happy, let her eat a little.
"good."
His voice is mellow, pleasant, and extremely magnetic.
Mu Xiaocheng blinked. Was Ji Huaishen really that understanding?
Moreover, they are quite easy to talk to.
—
That night.
Song Guiran has been in a bad mood lately. After school, he spends his time playing video games at his best friend's house until very late before going home.
It's already 10 p.m.
He walked down the main road with his bag on his back and his hands in his pockets.
I'm going to walk to the food street ahead to buy some late-night snacks.
On a deep winter night, apart from a few small vendors, there were few pedestrians outside. As soon as Song Guiran reached the entrance of the snack street, he saw several thugs surrounding a young girl.
Because it was too dark, he couldn't see the girl's face clearly for a moment.
The girl cried out, "I...I have some money on me, I'll give it all to you, please let me go! Please!"
The girl's voice was choked with sobs, weak and pitiful.
Song Guiran's eyes narrowed; that voice was...
Yuan Xi?
One of the thugs stepped forward, stroked his chin, and said in a sinister tone, "Your little bit of money isn't even enough to fill our teeth. Look at this freezing winter, we're just looking for someone to keep us warm. Come back with us, and we'll give you a good time."
Yuan Xi's face was hidden in the darkness, and Song Guiran couldn't see her expression. He only heard her trembling voice say, "No, I'm not the kind of girl you think I am. My mother is still at home..."
"Tch, I don't care if you are or not. If you know what's good for you, come with me."
The thug spoke in a fierce tone and was about to attack.
Song Guiran strode forward and grabbed the thug's arm with one hand.
His eyes were cold, like a wall blocking the man's way, and he didn't say a word.
When the thug saw Song Guiran suddenly appear, he couldn't help but chuckle lewdly: "Oh, pretty boy, you're going to be the hero and save the damsel in distress."
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