Qiao Mianmian was just talking casually, but when she saw him paying so much attention, her heart warmed up and suddenly became a little moved.

Thinking about dysmenorrhea is a very small thing in the eyes of many people.

None of them deserve special mention.

Many times, people even think it is pretentious.

When she lived in Qiao's house before, she felt uncomfortable during the few days of each month, only Chen's mother and Qiao Chen would care about her.

As for others, there will not even be any basic condolences.

Now, there is another Mo Yesi among the people who care about her.

Not only does she care about Chen's mother, but her younger brother, but her husband... also cares about her.

This feeling is really good.

"Ah, Mo Yesi, you..." Qiao Mianmian suddenly shouted.

"Since you feel uncomfortable, just lie down and rest for a while." Mo Yesi reached out and hugged her horizontally, hugged her in a princess-hunting position and walked to the edge of the bed, and gently put her on the bed.

"Tell me, what should I do to make you feel more comfortable?"

The man gently pressed one hand on her shoulder and asked seriously.

"No need to rest, I'm not feeling too uncomfortable. I'm going to the hospital to pick up Chenchen today."

Qiao Mianmian wanted to get up, but was pressed on the bed by Mo Yesi. The man's deep eyes were lowered and his tone was a little strong: "I said you need a rest, you need a rest. Be obedient and don't be stubborn with me."

"When you have a rest, go to the hospital. Don't rush to this moment."

"What's more, even if you can't go, isn't I still there? I am Qiao Chen's brother-in-law, are you still worried that I can't take good care of him?"

"No, I don't mean that..."

"Then be obedient." The man's voice was very gentle, but his tone was absolutely strong. "How can I rest assured when your face is so bad now? Tell me, how did you deal with your stomachache before?"

Qiao Mianmian looked at him for a few seconds, and realized that he would not change his mind, she fell back to the bed helplessly.

She is really not so weak, okay?

The pain level now doesn't require bedtime.

"baby?"

Mo Yesi pinched her jaw with his eyes very persistent: "Tell me."

Qiao Mianmian was so helpless that he asked, so she answered casually: "In the past, I had a stomachache, so Qiao Chen would help me boil brown sugar water, and also put a hot water bag to apply to my stomach. Then she would feel much better."

"But now that Chenchen is hospitalized, no one will take care of me like this."

Boil brown sugar water and put it in a hot water bag?

Mo Yesi stood beside the bed, thought for a moment, pulled the quilt and covered her body, reached out to touch her head, and said warmly: "Well, I understand. You can rest for a while, I'll go downstairs to take a look."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

Looking at his back as he left, Qiao Mianmian didn't think too much, thinking that he might have been going to ask someone from the kitchen to make brown sugar water for her.

*

Mo Yesi arrived downstairs.

Ren stepped forward and said respectfully: "Young Master, do you want to prepare breakfast?"

Mo Yesi shook his head and walked straight towards the kitchen.

Rennes followed him and was surprised to see him walking into the kitchen.

Hey, the young master never goes into the kitchen.

He is...

"Young Master, are you looking for something?" Renn asked curiously.
Chapter completed!