The couple's peaceful days passed like this for two days. To be honest, if there was no more work that required going to work on time in the morning, Wen Yanchu felt that he would hardly be able to distinguish between day and night.

But, to be honest, in such weather, it is comfortable to stay in a heated room every day, even if it is boring.

Cheng Ke would get off work on time and come back to cook dinner with her. After dinner, he would work while she played, either playing with the tablet, playing with her phone, or reading a novel quietly by herself.

Ke would sometimes look sideways and maybe he could see her dozing off.

Sometimes she would talk to Duan Ning on the phone, but because of what she saw about Shaohua and Zhou Qingqing last time, she had no contact with Zuo Chan in the past two days.

Occasionally, they would just chat on the phone and try to get over it. Wen Yanchu didn't even dare to talk. She knew her own weight too well, and Zuo Chan knew her too well. As long as she had the slightest intention to talk, Zuo Chan would

Chan will be able to find out quickly.

Other than that, everything is fine. The only thing that bothers me is that Wen Yanchu feels that his lower abdomen is slightly swollen, which seems to be a sign that a relative who visits once a month is coming. So every night for the past two days

When Cheng Kelei encounters a major event in her life that never changes, it will make her feel a little uncomfortable in addition to being happy.

The calendar is getting closer and closer to Mi Heng's death anniversary, and Wen Yanchu feels that she has one more problem to worry about. In addition to Mi Heng's death anniversary, there is also the aunt who has been delayed by two days this month. She has always been very accurate in the past.

So... Wen Yanchu thought, otherwise, it's because there are too many things going on recently and the situation is too complicated and his mind is too confused.

Or maybe I finally got rid of my twenty-five years of being a little girl soldier, so my aunt was still not used to it, so she got into a temper and postponed it for two days.

Otherwise, she is pregnant.

So the feeling of bloating in the abdomen made Wen Yanchu somewhat relieved, phew... it's finally coming.

Cheng Ke was sitting behind the desk working, flipping documents from time to time and making the sound of turning pages. Night had fallen outside, and the retro desk lamp on his desk was shining with soft yellow light. Wen Yanchu was sitting on the rattan sofa beside her, and the floor lamp was beside her.

On hand, there is also a warm yellow light.

Wen Yanchu was reading the novel in his hand when he suddenly stood up with rounded eyes and hurried to the toilet. After sitting down on the toilet, he only saw a few spots of blood on his underwear.

There is only a little bright red mark.

This is not scientific...

When did she come to visit her aunt, her face was not filled with tears and blood flowed into the river? The drizzle this time was too gentle...

Even though he thought so, Wen Yanchu hurriedly found a sanitary napkin. Fortunately, he had prepared it in the first two days. Otherwise, it would have been late and it was freezing cold outside, which would have been really inconvenient.

As soon as the door to the bathroom was opened, a tall and slender man stood at the door, his hands folded around his chest, looking down at her with concern and worry in his eyes, but his expression remained indifferent.

"What's wrong? Feeling upset about your stomach?"

Cheng Ke asked, his voice was deep and pleasant.

When Wen Yan first spoke, he felt embarrassed to say it. His face suddenly turned pale, and he wanted to wave his hands and shake his head to show that he was okay.

But before I could reach out my hand, I suddenly thought that if I didn't tell him this fact quickly, I might be forced into the bathroom to take a shower tonight, make preparations for important events in my life, and then drag him out to do important events in my life.

Just like a fruit that has been scrubbed clean and then eats clean fruit...

"I... seem to be on my period." Wen Yanchu whispered.

Cheng Ke frowned, "You have been a woman for twenty-five years, and you have been through puberty for so many years. What do you mean by 'seeming' that you are on your period?"

This kind of ambiguous answer was indeed a bit confusing, so Wen Yanchu bit his lip, thinking that he couldn't explain the difference between his previous quantity and his current quantity enough to use the word "like", so he simply said,

"I'm on my period."

Cheng Ke gently reached out and touched Wen Yanchu's face, "Does your stomach hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

I don’t feel anything at all. Compared with the previous dysmenorrhea, this time it is quite peaceful. Is this the benefit of getting rid of the identity of a little girl army?

So Wen Yanchu shook his head, "It's okay, it's not too uncomfortable."

"I'd better cook you something hot. You go and lie down on the bed first. Don't take a shower today to avoid catching a cold." Cheng Ke's words made Yan Chu realize that he didn't need to be pressed to do important things in his life today.

"Soak your feet in hot water later, drink something warm, and go to bed early." Cheng Ke said, leading her towards the bedroom, lifting the quilt and letting her get on the bed, and then went to get the water for soaking her feet.

, make brown sugar ginger tea for her by the way.

Hot foot soaking water was placed beside the bed, and a dry foot towel was placed in her hand. Then a cup filled with warm brown sugar ginger tea was stuffed into her hand.

Probably because of the dense heat, Wen Yanchu's eyes suddenly felt hot. He didn't cry. He just raised his eyes and said, "Thank you, you are so kind."

She stretched out a hand and gently held his palm.

I still remember that when I had my menarche, I only remember that it hurt, my stomach hurt, and my forehead was sweating because of the pain. But at that time, no one cared about me, no one boiled her brown sugar water, and no one fetched water for her to soak.

No one even bought sanitary napkins for her feet. She had to buy them herself and read the instructions on them to learn how to use them.

So Cheng Ke's current care can immediately move people.

After Wen Yanchu drank all the brown sugar ginger tea in the cup in small sips, Cheng Kedu still sat next to her, looking down at her bare feet.

What fun could it be to look at other people's feet? But what surprised her was that his eyes were really attentive.

Moreover, Cheng Ke did not continue working in the study until eleven or twelve, and came over early to go to bed with her. Wen Yanchu could tell that he seemed to be in a bad mood.

When he lay next to her and habitually held her petite body in his arms, Yanchu asked in a low voice, "Is it because I can't do big things in life with you because I'm on my period, so you're angry?"

Cheng Ke sighed softly, turned to look at her, and lightly pressed his lips on her forehead, "It's not because of this, I just... thought you would be pregnant with our child. After all, I worked so hard.

"

Wen Yanchu was stunned, and his face suddenly turned red. He was not very happy because of this. Wen Yanchu really didn't know what to say and how to deal with it. After thinking for a long time, his little hands grasped the pajamas around his waist with a little force.

, and then spit out, "Uh... well, please keep up the good work."
Chapter completed!