Chapter 72

Chief adult slightly frowns, subconsciously way, "what relative?"

Cotton padded hands slapped at the door, opened their mouths in embarrassment, closed them again and again, and only a moment later squeezed out a sentence: "that's the I'm on my holiday! "

The war chief, who has always been wise and brilliant, rarely reveals a moment's loss. "Aren't you here originally?"

Mian Mian looks at him and almost tears.

"I I didn't. when someone was listening to the corner, I thought you were going to follow me I'm nervous. I said it casually. Who knows that my aunt and I are telepathic? I shouted casually, and she thought I missed her... "

Jiao Didi's little girl hid in the washroom and hung her head to her fingers in silence.

Chief, your brows are locked He finally felt for the first time after marriage that women are really in trouble.

And this 18-year-old little lady It's a lot of trouble.

His voice could not hear any emotion. He asked plainly, "do you have a stomachache?"

Mian Mian shakes her head and has stomachache If she has a stomachache, she'll find out in the morning.

Whether the stomach hurts or not is not the key now.

The key to the problem is

For a long time, she finally raised her chin and looked at her new husband.

Pitifully biting his lower lip, "uncle, I don't hurt, but can I ask you something?"

After all, Zhan Muqian is a man who often mixes with the barracks.

He has no idea about the woman's physiology.

He didn't know what was the reason for Jiang mianmianmian's pale face, but her sad appearance obviously affected his stable mood.

With long legs, the man hurried to her and reached for the door.

Mian Mian subconsciously blocks the door with his body and forbids him to come in. "No, don't come in Uncle... "

It is rare for a strategist to be so out of control.

He racked his brains and couldn't understand what girls were asking him to do when they were used to such physiological events.

Mian Mian's mind is playing with a little abacus.

How can I coax the expensive man to buy a bag of sanitary cotton for himself.

For a long time, she was so anxious that she was sweating behind her back that she almost opened her mouth and burst out. Such affectation does not conform to her temperament!

Just when the girl decided to pad herself to go shopping in the convenience store, the man's deep magnetic voice suddenly came through the door -

"you didn't bring that Is it? "

The ginger cotton cotton that was about to be fried froze for a while, and tears were bursting out.

“…… Well. "

Without waiting for her to speak, Zhan Muqian has turned to walk to the door. He pretends to be calm and says, "wait for me for five minutes."

……

The new Mrs. Zhan happily changed into a thicker and longer cotton baby.

Most of her mood was relieved. When she went back to the bed, her head was full of serious faces, trying to cover up the embarrassing scenes.

The war chief leans on the edge of the bed and calmly takes a picture beside him. "It's late, go to sleep."

The small things with thin arms and legs move flexibly into the quilt and shrink themselves like a white silkworm baby.

She chuckled

Zhan Muqian raises his hand to turn off the light.

In the quilt.

The girl's soft feet, but weak, slowly He gave him a light touch on the calf.

"Well?"

Mian Mian chuckles and covers her stomach with her hands. The more she holds her stomach, the more swollen it becomes --

the chief officer looks at her for a long time and finally frowns, "what's the matter with you, stomachache?"

Cotton padded cotton burst into his arms with a smile -