His eyes were uneasy and he was staring around, trying to divert his gaze. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the bright red on the corner of Feng Qingcang's white clothes.
The expression on Xin Mo'er's face froze instantly. She was stunned for a while and quickly lifted the quilt and looked under her. The white sheet was also dyed with bright red, and a big flower appeared on the white sheet.
Big and particularly dazzling peony.
Feng Qingcang noticed the change of her facial expression, withdrew her joking expression, looked at the corner of her upper body, and her eyes shook, as if she understood something, and the expression on her face was as solid as Xin Moer.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward and tight.
However, Feng Qingcang first reacted and told a faint command outside the door, "Xiao Wu, prepare a new set of clothes for me and the little princess."
Xiaowu, who had been waiting outside the door, quickly responded, "Yes! I'll go now!"
Xin Mo'er could hear it, Xiao Wu's voice was filled with unusual pleasure.
Xin Mo'er sat on the bed in embarrassment, not daring to move around. She would never have thought that such an embarrassing thing would have been caught by Feng Qingcang.
Today is her first time in Kuishui. According to the previous menstrual cycle, ancient women usually came at the age of eleven or twelve, and she was one or two years later than others.
I didn't take this matter seriously at first, but I didn't expect that Kui Shui would come today. Fortunately, Feng Qingcang accidentally hit him and got him on his clothes.
Is there anything more embarrassing than this! Xin Mo'er shouted in her heart.
After a while, Xiao Wu pushed the door in with two new sets of clothes. When he saw that one corner of Feng Qingcangjie's white clothes was dyed red, he recalled the bowl of soup stewed by Xin Moer at night, and his consciousness automatically turned.
.Hurriedly put down the clothes in his hand, happily exited the door, and then closed the door.
Feng Qingcang did not avoid it. He took off his bloody shirt in front of Xin Mo'er, revealing his perfect figure without any fat.
Xin Mo'er stared at the six-pack abs on his chest. Not only was this man beautiful, but his figure was so perfect that he was very good at it. God really treated him very well.
Feng Qingcang walked to the bed neatly and smiled, "Is my figure good?"
Xin Mo'er withdrew her consciousness and nodded honestly, "The father's figure is excellent!"
"Then tell me thirty-two/What does pussy mean?" He probably understood the six-pack abs, which meant that the ribs vaguely appeared on his chest, but he couldn't figure out thirty-two after thinking about it for a long time.
What does /pil mean?
32b...
Xin Mo'er was stunned. She didn't expect that Feng Qingcang had such a good memory and was still struggling with this problem, "Oh..."
Xin Mo'er frowned and suddenly covered her stomach, making a sound in pain.
Feng Qingcang had seen a woman in a book before saying that she would suffer from abdominal pain during her period, so she quickly poured her a cup of hot water and fed her a drink.
Xin Mo'er took the water and drank it herself, feeling secretly proud that her acting skills were not obvious.
After drinking the water, Feng Qingcang took the cup, but he still went out of the house and did not leave.
"Father..." Xin Mo'er called softly.
"Yes." Feng Qingcang responded faintly.
"I want to change my clothes..."
"You change it."
"But, it's not convenient for me to change it here..."