"why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you, you're like a bully!"
Mo Xiaoqing proudly raised her chin and asked him emphatically, "So what if she's a 'femme fatale'? She's still a flower!"
Ji Muhan suppressed a laugh.
"You're right, the Queen of the Night is still a flower, and it's the most powerful flower at that."
Mo Xiaoqing, being clever and perceptive, noticed the amusement in his words. She glared at him, somewhat embarrassed and angry, and deliberately ordered him around in a harsh tone.
"Warm up my blankets."
A hint of mockery flashed in Ji Muhan's eyes. "Yes, Your Majesty."
Mo Xiaoqing's smile was as bright as a flower. Ji Muhan's words were like a cup of honey water to her heart, making her smile unconsciously, and the corners of her mouth stretched wider and wider.
But before she could even be happy for a few minutes—
My stomach is about to cramp again.
Seeing her furrowed brows, Ji Muhan was also very worried. Without thinking, she reached out and pulled her into her arms, placing her other hand on her stomach and gently rubbing it. "Does your stomach hurt?"
This girl, Mo Xiaoqing, was as fragile as a kitten, curled up in his arms, her other hand tightly clutching his clothes, which had wrinkled his white shirt.
Ji Muhan could only watch helplessly as she writhed in pain, her petite body twisting and turning in his arms, her head rubbing against his chest.
He had rarely seen that small and fragile expression on Mo Xiaoqing's face. Whether it was back in Yunnan or later in the special operations brigade, he always saw a lively and energetic Mo Xiaoqing with a smile on her face.
For some reason, the scene of his parents collapsing in front of him suddenly flashed into his mind, causing him to unconsciously hug Mo Xiaoqing's arms tighter.
He secretly vowed to himself that he would never let Mo Xiaoqing follow in her parents' footsteps.
"It hurts."
Mo Xiaoqing pressed her hands tightly against her abdomen, feeling as if blades were twisting inside, causing her so much pain that she could only bite her lower lip tightly.
"Does it hurt like this often? I'll take you to the hospital to get it checked out right now?" Ji Muhan bent down slightly and picked her up in her arms.
Mo Xiaoqing was in so much pain that her forehead was covered in fine sweat, and even her nose was covered in beads of sweat. She was still holding tightly to Ji Muhan's sleeve, saying, "I'm not going."
"Listen to me, I'm not going."
Ji Muhan could insist on some things, but in this one, she really couldn't go against Mo Xiaoqing's wishes.
Ji Muhan remained silent, tenderly pressing her forehead against her chin, her voice rising slightly, "But you're already in so much pain, are you going to keep enduring this?"
"This is normal, girls all have menstrual cramps!" Mo Xiaoqing waved her hand, but she didn't dare to make any big movements. If she moved even slightly, her stomach would ache slightly. It wasn't the kind of pain that was excruciating at first, but rather the kind of pain that felt like a knife was cutting into her flesh. It wasn't fatal, but it was a long-lasting pain.
"It will get better in the next few days."
Sometimes I think she's incredibly spoiled, but other times she's very easygoing.
She seemed to lack all the affectations of other girls, and her carefree nature made him grit his teeth in frustration, yet at the same time, it was this very quality that made him unable to resist her.
"So you're just going to drag this out like this?"
"Hanhan." Mo Xiaoqing forced a smile. "If you can always treat me this well, then no matter how much pain I suffer, I will be able to get through it."
In response to Mo Xiaoqing, Ji Muhan placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, a light, fleeting kiss.
Even though Ji Muhan didn't say anything, Mo Xiaoqing gleaned a message from his kiss, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
"Hanhan, talk to me!" Just like what they did back in Yunnan, if back then she was the one worried about Ji Muhan, now it's the other way around.
"Okay, I'll agree to whatever you want to say!"
Ji Muhan's voice was somewhat indescribably hoarse.
Xiao Qing's right hand, which was gripping Ji Muhan's clothes, tightened even more. It wasn't an unconscious action, but it made Ji Muhan clearly aware that her pain had increased even more than before.
He gently kissed Mo Xiaoqing's forehead several times.
It seemed that she was trying to relieve her pain with this action.
"Hanhan..."
He lowered his head slightly, keeping his arms around her without letting go, his eyes filled with unconcealed heartache.
"Hanhan, what made you fall in love with me in the first place?"
"Is it because we argued here that time that you realized you liked me and felt you couldn't lose me anymore?"
"..." You've been watching too many TV dramas, haven't you?
"That's not right either. If that's really the case, then your art style just looks weird!"
"..."
"That was in Yunnan, when the two of us fell into the water, right?"
Mo Xiaoqing's pretty face was already close to Ji Muhan's, their noses were practically touching.
Her cherry-like lips were chattering incessantly, but the hand tightly gripping Ji Muhan's sleeve was also holding on tightly.
Ji Muhan paused for a moment, then asked evasively, "Where are those novels you had last time?"
He knew that Mo Xiaoqing was just trying to distract him and didn't want him to worry about her.
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