Chapter 76: I scratched it myself by accident, not your sister-in-law

A man's energy in matters of love is exceptionally patient.

Especially a man who has just tasted the forbidden fruit; he is very keen on such things, very gluttonous, and knows no restraint.

Shen Man has the Spiritual Liquid produced by the space lotus to alleviate the discomfort. It's hard to imagine how other military wives survived their wedding nights.

Shaking the yellow waste thoughts out of her brain, Shen Man poked the man's chest beside her, and the other party understood in seconds. A glass of water filled with water was sent to her lips.

"It's only seven o'clock, want to sleep a bit more?"

The man's low, hoarse voice drilled into her ears. He was half-naked, revealing a sense of temptation, like a male demon, showing himself off without sparing any effort, inviting her to continue sinking.

Shen Man hurriedly swallowed the water and shook her head, refusing vaguely:

"No, I'm hungry. Let's eat something first. We agreed to go to Haibin City to buy wedding candies and mail them to the neighbors in Suzhou."

Sleep more?

No, no more sleeping.

Sleeping too much makes one feel soft and limp, and the brain sluggish.

The man put away the empty cup and leaned down to kiss his wife's lips lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water, separating quickly.

"Okay, I'll wash up first, you do as you please."

Shen Man was stunned. He just let her go so easily?

The man seemed to be in a very good mood. Even though the desire in his eyes was more than that, he quickly withdrew.

Inexplicably, she felt at ease, a warm current in her heart, and then a slight stinging pain in her lower abdomen. It really was...

After the man left the room, Shen Man hurriedly lifted the quilt. Sure enough, her period had come.

Fortunately, she had hoarded quite a few sanitary napkins in advance. If she used them sparingly, it wouldn't be a big problem.

She put on a light-colored wool sweater and dark trousers, simply combed her long hair, and the discomfort in her lower abdomen wasn't hard to endure.

Perhaps it was because she had taken the Spiritual Liquid to strengthen her body, and the well water was also mixed with Spiritual Liquid, so the dysmenorrhea that accompanied her had disappeared!

Great!

"Meow."

Tangyuan smelled the blood and couldn't help but worry, circling around its master.

Did the big boss commit domestic violence against its master?

Otherwise, why did its master have such a rich scent of blood?

"What are you thinking? Brother Jiang Ye didn't commit domestic violence against me; I'm just having my period."

Shen Man bent down, picked up the Tangyuan that was anxiously concerned about her, tapped the little guy's forehead, and muttered in a low voice.

Then she touched Tangyuan's belly. Hm, there was some stock, not a big problem.

It seemed Jiang Ye was seriously feeding Tangyuan and treating it as a family member.

"Meow."

Tangyuan whimpered and enjoyed its master's petting.

Okay, it had misunderstood the big boss; the cat's conscience felt a little guilty.

In the kitchen, the man who was simmering red bean porridge on high heat was using scissors to cut red dates into pieces, bit by bit, removing the pits.

Red bean and red date porridge replenishes Qi and blood.

Just after covering the lid, a lazy, excited shouting sound came from the courtyard—

"Sister, I'm here to fetch water. What are you burning in your house? It smells sweet."

"Brother, your face..."

Shen Man was brushing her teeth by the water pool next to the well. Seeing the red marks on her brother's face, she silently said nothing.

"It's nothing, I scratched it myself by accident, not your sister-in-law."

Realizing that he had made a fool of himself in front of his sister, Lu Xiu Bai's face turned red, like a boiling kettle, almost smoking.

Feeling that saying more would lead to more mistakes, he hurriedly pumped the water.

Soon the bucket was full, and he carried it away.

"Pfft—"

Shen Man brushed her teeth as if nothing had happened and spat out the mouthwash.

In the washbasin, the warm water was steaming, and the pink towel was soaked in warm water; the temperature was just right.

"I stewed a pot of red date and red bean porridge. When it's ready, I'll call your brother over to serve a bowl for your sister-in-law to drink."

Jiang Ye wrung out the towel, spread it out slowly, folded it into a square, and handed it to his wife.

Living close had a disadvantage: one could visit at any time.

He was opening a small stove for his wife, and it could be sniffed out by his brother-in-law's dog nose; he couldn't even eat alone.

"Then what are you eating?"

Shen Man nodded. That pot had at most enough porridge for less than three bowls.

She drank one bowl, one for her sister-in-law, and the rest definitely wouldn't be enough for Jiang Ye to fill his stomach.

Jiang Ye took the toothbrush and cup from his wife's hand. Hearing the question, his brows relaxed, and he responded in a good mood:

"I'm eating noodles."

"Oh."

Shen Man glanced at her man and quickly withdrew her gaze.

He seemed to be in a good mood, looking easy to talk to, inexplicably giving her a feeling of calm madness.

It must be an illusion, this must be an illusion.

Wash her face, wake up...

The towel was pure cotton, soft and warm, covering her face, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing.

She always felt that there was a gaze on top of her head, sticking to her body.

Like a thorn on her back, carrying a domineering sense of aggression.

Instinctively acting stupid, avoiding the man's scorching gaze, she pretended to be calm and said:

"Hey, so hungry, why so hungry."

Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, her slender fingers covering her abdomen, acting weak:

"Brother Jiang Ye, I have my period."

This couldn't be faked; it really came.

Weakness, she was acting.

Period, it came just right; it could give her time to rest.

Otherwise, her small frame really couldn't withstand the man's unbridled indulgence...

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ye frowned, as if he had encountered some difficult problem.

For a man who had lived a clean life in his past life and didn't even have a maid, this was beyond his scope.

He only had a vague concept of a period: a woman has it once a month, for three to seven days, during which the woman's body is relatively weak, cannot touch cold water, cannot work hard, cannot...

Share a room.

"It doesn't hurt yet, just a little hungry."

"You're dressed too thinly. Put on my military coat later."

The refusal stuck in Shen Man's throat, and she could only respond weakly, "... Mm."

Although she didn't look ugly in a military coat, the Sea Island temperature was suitable; wearing it would make her hot, and then she would sweat, and it wouldn't be convenient to move.

In a daze, she was already led by the nose, and when she reacted, she was already wearing the military coat, sitting on a chair in the main room, with a large bowl of red date and red bean porridge in front of her.

"If you like it sweet, sprinkle some white sugar in it. I'll go send a portion to your brother's house."

Jiang Ye was incredibly considerate when taking care of people.

In the small jar on the table, there was white sugar.

"Be good, you eat first."

He didn't forget to use the tone of coaxing a child, making it impossible to refuse.

Shen Man just happened to eat this set. She liked the feeling of being doted on and held in the palm of someone's hand.

That was the partiality she couldn't get in her past life, that kind of pure care without any purpose, just simple concern.

The red date and red bean porridge in the bowl was already sweet.

Plus, this was the porridge Brother Jiang Ye stewed specifically for her; this thought was sweet on top of sweet, so why would she need to add white sugar...

Of course, as a medical practitioner, she was quite wary of diabetes.

Sweetness was sweetness, but she couldn't be blindly addicted to sweetness. ===== CHAPTER 77 =====