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Just as Wang Hu's hand was about to reach the top of Zhao Xiulian's leg, Zhao Xiulian suddenly felt warmth beneath her. Her lower abdomen felt a sharp pain, and she quickly pushed Wang Hu away.
Zhao Xioulan's sudden rejection was undoubtedly like a splash of cold water to Wang Hu.
Wang Hu was about to inquire about Zhao Xiulian's condition when he saw her put on a set of clothes and run to the toilet. After a long time, no one made a sound. Wang Hu was worried and kept asking questions from the outside.
"Hey, Hu Zi, there's a black bag on the brick bed. Help me get it."
Wang Hu asked for a long time before Zhao Xiulian spoke up.
Wang Hu quickly went to the brick bed to look for it. He opened the bag and was stunned. There were sanitary napkins inside, so Zhao Xiulian had come for a leave of absence.
After passing the bag to the toilet, he saw Zhao Xiulian coming out clutching her stomach. Wang Hu hurried over to support her.
In the past, Zhao Xiulian had always thought that Gu Dacheng earned a lot of money and was reluctant to even use hot water. She had always thought that Gu Dacheng earned a lot of money and was reluctant to use hot water.
Wang Hu supported Zhao Xiulian back to the brick bed. After a while, her rosy cheeks turned pale.
"I'm fine, go back first."
Zhao Xiulian lay on the brick bed with her stomach in her hands, frowning. She said with a shaky voice, since she was on leave, the incident could only be stopped there. It would not change much for Wang Hu to be here.
Wang Hu couldn't bear to leave when he saw the pained look on Zhao Xiulian's face. He knew women suffered so much every month, but he had no idea that Zhao Xiulian was so serious.
Wang Hu sat down beside Zhao Xiulian. He placed his hands into her blanket and pressed them against her lower abdomen.
He gently rubbed it, careful and careful at the same time.
Zhao Xiulian looked at Wang Hu. This was the kind of warmth that Gu Dacheng had never brought her before. He didn't even know his fake dysmenorrhea.
"Are you feeling better?"
Wang Hu's voice echoed in Zhao Xiulian's mind. Zhao Xiulian nodded at Wang Hu.
The skin on Zhao Xiulian's lower abdomen was smooth and tender, making Wang Hu itch. However, he could only restrain himself and remind himself that it would be too late if he went on after Zhao Xiulian was fine.
She took care of Zhao Xiulian until the evening. She slept with Wang Hu and then left. After all, she could only look but not eat. For Wang Hu, this was an ordeal.
For the next few days, Wang Hu went to take care of Zhao Xiulian. In fact, the next day, Zhao Xiulian was much better, but Wang Hu was still worried. He said that he would have to wait until Zhao Xiulian was completely fine.
A week had passed, and in the morning, while Zhao Xiulian was washing her clothes in the yard, Wang Hu punctually appeared in front of her house.
"I'll help you wash it."
Wang Hu ran to Zhao Xiulian's side and tried to snatch her clothes, which were covered in foam, away from his hands.
"No need, I'll just throw in two more. You can come in."
Zhao Xioulan had washed her personal clothes that she had faked. How could she let Wang Hu help her wash them?
How could Wang Hu know this? He snatched the item from Zhao Xiulian's hand and chased her into the house.
She could only enter the house. However, she was curious as to what Wang Hu's reaction would be if he found out what she was washing. Thinking of this, Zhao Xiulian became even more curious.
Wang Hu was still wondering what kind of clothes Zhao Xiulian was wearing in the yard. It was only after she poured clean water that he could see clearly what the triangles were.
The material in Wang Hu's hand was white and silky. The place behind the bread was thinner, and the feeling of his hands being soaked in water was even softer. Wang Hu could almost imagine Zhao Xiulian walking around the room in a small outfit.
It tightly wrapped around Zhao Xioulan's round and elastic breasts. The casual friction between her legs just happened to cover the most mysterious part of her body. Just the thought of it made Wang Hu excited.
Wang Hu wondered what it would feel like if he pulled it off himself. Perhaps it was hanging directly on Zhao Xioulan's ankle. Wang Hu stared at the object in his hand as Zhao Xioulan's body swayed.
Wang Hu had to cast it several times before he was finally able to unwillingly hang it on the clothesline.
Zhao Xiulian was sitting inside the house. Her ears were burning as she watched the changes in Wang Hu's lower body.
"Shuiliang, take some water to cover your hands."
Just as Zhao Xiulian was about to hand over the hot water bottle, Wang Hu placed his hand onto her palm and held it tightly.
"Mm, just covering up is enough."
Wang Hu leaned close to Zhao Xiulian's ear and deliberately exhaled softly. Zhao Xiulian did not dare to look at Wang Hu's expression. She just let Wang Hu hold her hand until it was warm.
Zhao Xioulan was sweating as she said that. She pulled Wang Hu's hand away from the water bag and put it down, but Wang Hu's hand was still cold. He held her hand and she stopped struggling.