Mr. Si’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell Off Again

 Chapter 70 070: Boiled palace-warming soup for her

Si Jinghe ignored Wen Wan's cynicism. He raised his hand to touch the girl's forehead to see if she had a fever.

However, he was alienated and avoided by the girl.

 “I’m not sick.”

Wen Wan now just wants to send Si Jinghe away quickly so that he can go to the bathroom to solve the problem. "I still want to play games. If there is nothing else, I will go slowly without seeing him off."

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a sudden pain in my lower abdomen.

At the same time, a stream of warm blood flowed down between her legs, quickly staining the light blue jeans red.

 Oops, the pants I just changed into are stained again...

Wen Wan gasped in pain, bent down slightly, and quietly covered her thighs with a bag, still pretending to be calm on the surface.

Si Jinghe is such a shrewd person. If Wen Wan couldn't even detect this abnormality, then all these years in the weird and ever-changing shopping mall would have been in vain.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wen Wan's thighs suspiciously, and finally fixed his gaze on the girl's little face that was restraining pain.

 “You’re not feeling right today, what’s going on?”

 “I said I’m fine, what nonsense are you talking about...ah!”

 Suddenly, a wave of warmth hit me again.

Wen Wan gritted her teeth, stopped dealing with Si Jinghe, turned around and rushed towards the bathroom.

It was also at this time that Si Jinghe saw the blood stain on Wen Wan's buttocks.

 He finally understood why Wen Wan was abnormal—

 It turns out that this girl is here to be her aunt!

 …

As night falls, the bright moonlight slowly spreads from the sky, carrying wisps of cold wind, and falls into the balcony.

Wen Wan was lying on the sofa, holding a bowl of brown sugar and **** soup in her hands. From time to time, she poked her little head out to look at the kitchen. The man's busy back looked strong and full of security.

That’s right, Si Jinghe knew about her dysmenorrhea problem.

So I specially cooked a bowl of warm palace soup for her to nourish yin and blood. The soup base is made of pure dark brown sugar, combined with red dates, wolfberry, and old ginger. It took more than half an hour to simmer. Only such a small bowl came out.

 It tastes sweet and spicy, but it really has an effect. Wen Wan's stomach pain has been relieved a lot, and his waist is no longer so sore.

 She drank slowly, and suddenly, a WeChat message came in.

 Clicking on the phone, it was Ling Yue: [I woke up, thank you for accompanying me to the hospital today. 】

Wen Wan replied expressionlessly: [Well, you have a good rest. 】

Ling Yue: [Have you eaten? 】

Wen Wan glanced at the kitchen again. When she saw the man turning off the range hood, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips that she didn't even notice. "Not yet, I'll eat it right away." 】

Ling Yue: [Oh, I was expecting you to treat me to dinner, but now it’s all in vain! 】

Wen Wan: [I will ask you after you are discharged from the hospital. 】

Si Jinghe brought the four dishes and one soup to the restaurant. When he saw Wen Wan smiling and playing with her mobile phone, he couldn't help but frowning, "Wanwan, it's time to eat."

"okay!"

Wen Wan responded and quickly sent a message to Ling Yue: [I'm going to eat, goodbye. 】

She put down her phone, walked towards the restaurant with **** soup in hand, pulled out a chair, and suddenly saw a thick cushion on the seat.

He raised his eyes and looked at the man who was slowly understanding the apron, "Where did this mat come from?"

Si Jinghe put the apron aside and said, "When you went to the bathroom, you came back to my house to get it."

 Wen Wan's face felt a little hot.

She sat down and was holding up her chopsticks to pick up the food when she heard the man's sour voice -

“You were smiling so happily just now, who were you talking to?”

 (End of this chapter)