Chapter 97

The wall lamp was on in the bedroom. Joe was lying on the bed all night. The soft silk covered her petite body, and her hands were reading thick textbooks.

One page, one page, as she turns, she strokes.

It's just that, for the most part, she saw it in a cloud.

The theory course is still so hard to learn. What's more, there is software drawing operation after it. She needs to hand in a work before the end of the semester. How can she complete it?

The only thing she is good at is hand drawing

In terms of schoolwork, she really falls behind too much, and now, she really should put more attention on her study.

Quietly, a touch of tall shadow slowly shrouded in her above, and then, a cool touch in her waist.

"Mr. Lu is back?" Joe was slightly surprised. When she looked back, she timidly pulled the man's hand out of her nightgown.

Because of her action, the Nightgown slipped from her white and creamy shoulders, revealing the eye-catching scene, unspeakably attractive.

Lu Zhanshen only felt that there was an evil fire jumping up from the bottom, which could not be suppressed.

Gently closing the textbook, Joe knelt down on the bed, raised his clear eyes, and asked earnestly, "Mr. Lu, can I go to school tomorrow? I promised Xiao an that I would take good notes. When she comes to school, I will lend her my notes. "

Lu Zhanshen sat by the bed, his hand covering his warm and fragrant shoulder, and his palm full of thin cocoons made his sensitive skin tremble.

Ignoring her request, he just said in a hoarse voice, "I'll take a bath first."

Then he got up and went to the bathroom.

The sound of the water stopped soon.

Lu Zhanshen went back to bed, without too many words or preludes. He fished people directly under him. At this moment, his tension was finally relieved.

He gazed at her, the little face was red in a mess, the hazy star eyes were full of water vapor, his little guy was tossed like this again, as if exhausted.

He always reminds himself that she is too young.

It's just that the man who has driven meat has tasted the ecstatic taste, as if he can no longer control the surging emotions and needs.

Seeing her frowning, the sweat on her face became more and more intense, he could not help but feel worried: "what's the matter?"

Joe stayed there all night, humming, "it's nothing. It's just that I have a stomachache."

It hurt just now, but she didn't say it. Just now, it seems to hurt a little. It's the familiar pain.

Well, it seems to be, maybe

Looking at the bright red beach on the sheet, Lu Zhanshen's eyes flashed helplessness. He put on his bathrobe, took clean clothes for her, and then carried her to the bathroom.

Regardless of being soiled, he asked, "where are the things? I'll get them for you."

Joe sat on the toilet late, motionless, low head: "in the lattice under the basin... Give me the blue bag."

Joe cleaned himself up and went back to the room quietly. He took a clean sheet from the cupboard.

When she finished making the bed, Lu Zhanshen came out and looked at the sheet in the corner. He chuckled.

"I'm sorry... I didn't notice. I didn't know." She was like a child who did something wrong. She stood in front of him honestly, and her blushing face was too embarrassed to lift.

Lu Zhan deeply kneaded his small head in front of his chest, and said softly, "does your stomach still hurt?"

The next moment, he directly picked her up, is going to bed.

Joe's hands gently pushed the man's shoulder, glancing at the corner: "put me down first? I'll put the sheets in the washing machine. "

I'm sorry to trouble Aunt Liu to wash the blood stained sheets. Now Aunt Liu is sleeping, and she'll wash them quickly.

Lu Zhanshen didn't stop her. She knew that she was very shy at the moment. After all, it happened that something should not have come at that time, and she was infected with him

After working for more than half an hour, Joe came back to the room late and climbed into bed. She quietly lifted the quilt and lay down.

Thought he fell asleep, but the big hand suddenly put on her abdomen, then, her whole body was also put into his arms: "pain?"

Joe shook his head and nodded. At last, Nuo Nuo gave a hum.

"A little bit more."

"Is that better?" Lu Zhanshen's palm gently rubs on the flat abdomen. Because his hands are a little cold, he can only help her through his pajamas.

"Mr. Lu's hands are like my mother." Joe half closed his eyes, cleverly nestled in the man's arms, with a smile on his lips.

This, but the man a little unhappy, his hand stopped: "Joe late, I am your man, is your husband."

"I remember that when I was young, my mother would hold me in her arms like Mr. Lu, and then gently rub my stomach," he said

"Mr. Lu, can you tell a story?"

Finally, Lu Zhan's cold words made him frown deeply. Did he really take him as his mother? Don't you expect him to tell stories?

Although he was silent, there was no anger, but the little guy in his arms made him feel helpless and funny.

Joe arched the body late, turned over on the man, star eyes quietly staring at the man's eyes: "in fact, my stomach doesn't hurt much."

She doesn't have dysmenorrhea. Even if she has occasional pain, the degree is absolutely not severe.

"Before, I always felt very unfortunate. Why did my father betray my mother? Why did mom commit suicide? Why did Fang Yurou become my stepmother? But now, I feel very happy... "

It is undeniable that xiao'an's affair touched the soft layer in her heart.

At least now, she has a man who loves her. This man has given her marriage, fame and family!

This man can defend her openly in front of the whole world, even if it endangers the interests of the group.

But what about Xiao an?

"Mr. Lu." Joe murmured, then sat up, his slender arm around his neck.

Her lips were close to him: "does Mr. Lu like me?"

The man didn't speak, but he gave her a big kiss on the lip and swept her taste buds eagerly.

At the end of the kiss, she still opened her clear eyes and her tone was tinged with a touch of coquetry: "do you like it? Do you like me? "

Lu Zhan's deep eyes are bright. The woman's life is really killing. The charming eyes, the soft voice, the tender voice, all hook up his soul.

His fingers rubbed the corners of her mouth: "like it or not, don't you know?"

Joe shook his head. She didn't know. He never said. She just didn't know.

Last time, he forced her to say that she didn't care, she had to hear that.

"You never said, never said you like me."

Lu Zhan bent his lips, grabbed her little hand, put it in the quilt, and refused to let her move: "what do you say?"

Joe's face turned red at night, struggling and shouting: "Lu Zhanshen, you are so annoying!"