At six o'clock in the morning, Ning Yuan's biological clock woke up on time. He put on his clothes and went to the next room to look for Tang Xiaochi.

I knocked on the door twice, but there was no response.

I must have fallen asleep again.

Since knowing that he might sneak into her room at night, Tang Xiaochi locked the door before going to bed every night.

Ning Yuan turned around and entered his room. After a while, he walked out of the closet of Tang Xiaochi's room.

Miss Tang is still sleeping.

Ning Yuan's slender figure stood beside the bed, watching her sleep peacefully, cute and cute, like a little wild cat with her paws closed. He looked for a while and raised his hand to pinch her nose.

Within a minute, Miss Tang was awakened. Before her eyes opened, she raised her hand and beat her up: "Your uncle!"

Although she is in the third section of the black belt, she is more than a little worse than Ning Yuan. The hand she waved was easily held by him: "Get up."

Tang Xiaochi jumped up and glared at him with his nose.

She actually thought that this person had a gentle side, which was simply an illusion.

Ning Yuan's blue eyes were slightly deeper, and his eyes fell on her chest.

The pajamas that Tang Xiaochi wore were quite conservative. She liked to wear nightgowns when she was at her home before, but when she got here, she had to avoid wolves and had to change her habit.

But even through her pajamas, Ning Yuan's eyes had the illusion that she had been stripped naked.

What's even more terrifying is that even with such a explicit meaning, his eyes were still cold and hard, without any trace of emotion and desire.

This person's self-control ability is terrible...

Ning Yuan suddenly turned his head, and the golden long flashed with a cold light, draped around his waist: "Get dressed, get up and eat, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling sound suddenly came from behind.

Ning Yuan turned around immediately.

Tang Xiaochi had a white face, covered his stomach with his hands, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ning Yuan held her, called her without saying a word, and held her down with his other hand.

As a man with a very strong self-control, Ning Yuan doesn't like to talk nonsense, he prefers to do practical things, and everyone under his command is capable and shrewd.

Tang Xiaochi's situation was wrong at first glance. He didn't ask her what was wrong, and walked to the table and poured a cup of hot water and handed it over.

Tang Xiaochi hid in the quilt, his cheeks were red, his eyes were a little embarrassed, his lips were pale, and he was a little blue, which showed that he was hurt like this.

She drank the water handed over by Ning Yuan and buried her face in the quilt, with a very low voice: "You... go out..."

Ning Yuan's blue eyes were cold and he just asked, "Are you sick?"

"No..." She squeezed out two words in a low voice, her ears dripping with red blood.

Ning Yuan raised his hand and touched her forehead, sweating in his hands.

The man's hands are slender and powerful, and have a very powerful feeling, but the temperature is extremely low.

He frowned. At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside the door. Ning Yuan got up and opened the door. The doctor in a white coat walked in to see the doctor and was soon confirmed.

"Miss Tang is not a serious problem. It's a whim of menstrual blood. The dysmenorrhea is so severe. I'll get better tomorrow after a few injections."

Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes: "She will not come after seven days of menstruation, why did she get ahead of time? Also, she has no precedent for dysmenorrhea."

Tang Xiaochi gasped. This man even checked when her aunt came. He must have known how old she was to not wet the bed...

It's really... there's something perverted...
Chapter completed!