What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Chapter 32 The young master is still stubborn

"No need." Jiang Li glanced at him, "Don't worry about them."

Shang Lu shrugged his shoulders, and didn't force him, he cleaned up the folding table and went to get the foot warmer that was placed under Jiang Li's feet just now, it was already cold.

He got out of bed and fully charged the battery again, and stuffed it back under her feet again. Maodou slipped in through the open door quietly, with two front paws scratching at the edge of the bed.

Ait Jiangli's pain in the group continued, and Jiang Li's lower abdomen, which had been relieved a lot, started to hurt again.

This time it was even more violent than before, and Jiang Li's original squatting posture could not be eased by half.

Shang Lu went downstairs and brought in takeaway, just as he saw Jiang Li spitting on the head of the bed.

Because of dysmenorrhea, she didn't eat much at noon, and she vomited it all up. When she vomited it out again, only bitter yellow bile was left, which was sprinkled on the floor, and the whole room was filled with an unspeakable smell. of bitterness.

Jiang Li's face was tightly wrinkled, and his hands pinched out wrinkles on the Simmons mattress.

Shanglu hurried forward, patted her on the back, confirmed that she had calmed down a little, and then fed her the hot water at the bedside at a suitable temperature.

"Eat something first." The mushroom soup he ordered was too bland.

Even if Jiang Li doesn't like it, he still has to eat it.

After Shang Lu cleaned up the mess in the bedroom, he called a private family doctor and gave her a painkiller injection, and Jiang Li barely settled down.

However, at night, Jiang Li woke up from a nightmare with unbearable abdominal pain, and bent over to the living room to find hot water, only to find that Shanglu had fallen asleep on the sofa leaning on her green dinosaur pillow.

He was still holding the iPad in his hand, and his delicate facial features looked even more dignified against the light.

Maodou immediately raised his ears, Jiang Li made a hissing gesture to it, and walked into the kitchen lightly.

When returning to the room and passing the sofa, Jiang Li couldn't bear it, and went behind Shang Lu.

The iPad in his hand was still on, stuck on a search interface.

The question is: how to relieve dysmenorrhea for girls.

Jiang Xin's head warmed up.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, although she and Shanglu did not get along with each other, he was always by her side to take care of her every time she suffered from dysmenorrhea.

When the young master isn't out of his mind, he's quite pleasing to the eye.

"Plant Lu?" She poked him lightly on the shoulder and called him in a low voice.

"Huh?" Shang Lu opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing that it was Jiang Li, he thought she was in pain again. He yawned and went around to her bedroom, covered his cold warm hands and recharged the battery. He took a pair of cotton slippers and threw them to her feet, "Put on these."

Jiang Li supported the sofa and changed into it honestly, "I'm much better, don't worry, go and rest first."

Shang Lu glanced at her and sneered, "Stop being sentimental, who is worried about you?"

Having said that, Shang Lu lowered his head and tapped on the iPad a few times, "Song Chao recommended an old Chinese doctor to me. His sister went to see it before, and the effect was not bad. I sent it to you. If it feels better tomorrow, I will send it to you." Go see."

He just finished speaking, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and stared at her sullenly.

Jiang Li was a little guilty, and under the pressure of his eyes, he released his contact information from the blacklist.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have blocked you." Shang Lu's eyes were oppressive and he still didn't take it away. Jiang Li thought about it and apologized honestly.

"It's not this." Shang Lu frowned and said every word, "Tomorrow, I will take you there personally."

This saves President Jiang from being desperate at work and forgetting everything in the back of his mind.

Shanglu promises to do what it says, and it does what it says.

The next day when Jiang Li got off work, Shang Lu blocked the company's gate.

The flamboyant Ferrari stopped on the side of the road, and turned on the light to Jiang Li. Shang Lu rolled down the window, raised his chin to Jiang Li, and said, "Get in the car."

Jiang Li is a workaholic, and often works overtime late, so at this time, there are not many people in front of the Huasheng Building.

Jiang Li sat in the co-pilot seat and pulled up the seat belt, "Sorry, I'm late from get off work. At this time, the doctor should be resting, right?"

"It's okay." Shang Lu has been waiting downstairs since six o'clock, and waited for five hours before she came down. "Song Chao greeted someone, just go there."

In the middle of the night after a toss, Jiang Li got two needles, and then walked out with two big bags of traditional Chinese medicine.

Shanglu casually crushed out the cigarette butt, got out of the car, took the medicine from her hand and put it in the back row, "Don't rush, let's go eat something first."

In order to wait for her, he waited downstairs in Huasheng as soon as the recording ended today, and he didn't even bother to eat dinner.

A workaholic like Jiang Li is not much better.

"it is good."

Shanglu's eating something refers to bringing Jiang Li and a group of friends in his motorcade to dinner.

The location was in a nearby bar, and the feasting and feasting were so lively.

Shang Lu led Jiang Li to push away a box, and the noisy cheers stopped abruptly the moment Jiang Li entered.

The fat man was still holding a bottle of beer, and the thick foam sprayed Lu Mingfei across the face.

Seeing the two people coming in, she put her hands away awkwardly, and graciously opened a sofa: "Little sister-in-law is here, please sit down quickly, please sit down."

A group of brats scratched the back of their heads with their hands and feet bound: "Hello, little sister-in-law."

Song Chao gave Jiang Li a glass of whiskey with a playful smile, and pushed a portion of crayfish in front of Jiang Li, "Little sister-in-law, don't be polite to us, all the people present today are our own brothers."

Jiang Li was also a little embarrassed, and smiled politely: "Okay."

Shang Lu took the wine from Song Chao and drank it all in one gulp, then asked the waiter to bring up two cups of hot milk and handed them to Jiang Li, "You drink this."

Song Chao winked at the fat man, "Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Lu knows we haven't eaten, so he brought his sister-in-law here to feed us dog food."

"Send dog food thousands of miles away, the gift is light and the affection is heavy."

"Stop talking." Shang Lu cursed with a smile, then sat down next to Jiang Li, and patted her hand to get the crayfish, "You can't eat this either."

He snapped his fingers, and the waiter came in with two takeaways and put them on the table.

"Brother Lu, you're already here, what else do you bring?" Du Zhong rubbed his hands, and was about to go get some takeout, but was pushed by Lu Mingfei, "Go, go, that's what Brother Lu ordered for my sister-in-law. If you want to eat, buy it yourself."

Jiang Li turned his head to look at Shanglu, he was smiling cynically, untying the knot in the packaging bag.

A seafood porridge and a brown sugar glutinous rice cake were pushed in front of Jiang Li.

Jiang Li took a sip, and his empty stomach was instantly soothed.

Shanglu opened another takeaway, and distributed the fragrant barbecue to everyone, except Jiang Li.

Even though he knew that Phytophthora was thinking about himself, this feeling of scratching his lungs that he could see but could not eat was really tormenting.

Jiang was absent-mindedly drinking the seafood porridge, but his eyes kept drifting to the barbecue in Shanglu's hand, and the seafood porridge tasted bad in an instant.

She even suspected that he was provoking her on purpose.

"Hey, sister-in-law, do you want some too?" Du Zhong didn't know, and gave Jiang Li one of the grilled corn skewers he just got. .”

Jiang Li glared at him quietly, Shang Lu was amused, raised his eyebrows, and smiled maliciously, "Do you really want to eat?"

(End of this chapter)