First Lady

Ming Ye let Lan Shan lean against him gorgeously, warmed her hands with a hot water bag, and then put her hands on Lan Shan's lower abdomen, rubbing them gently.

"feelling better?"

Lan Shan lightly rubbed against Ming Ye's chest twice, "Mmm...it's much better!"

After a while, Ming Ye lowered her head and asked distressedly: "Shanshan...does it hurt like this every time?"

Lan Shan froze for a moment, and then her ears felt hot, "Not really, I used to have pain once in a while, and it wasn't very painful, but this time it hurt...it was very severe." [

The main reason is that she has been standing in Datong Park for too long during the day, the temperature is sub-zero, and it is icy and snowy. If she comes back alive and kicking like a normal person, then she is a genius.

"After returning to China, let the doctor check it carefully and drink some traditional Chinese medicine to take care of it." Mi Sha said to Ming Ye that women's menstrual pain is not a minor problem and must be taken care of.

"...Okay." Lan Shan replied in a daze.

Ming Ye rubbed it very comfortably, his hands were big and warm, Lan Shan leaned against Ming Ye's body, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

The sound of long breathing rang in the ear, Mingye finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and kissed lightly on Lanshan's lips that finally had some blood color.

It's good if you can fall asleep, and you won't be hurt when you wake up...

Ming Ye lightly adjusted Lan Shan to a more comfortable position, still placing her big hand on her abdomen and rubbing slowly.

Snow fell outside the window again, and the white snow in Sapporo City has accumulated a little deeper.

On the big bed in the room, under the dim and warm light, the two hugging each other tightly made the cold night a little bit warmer.

In the early morning of the second day, Lan Shan woke up quietly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Ming Ye's sleeping face.

Feeling a little heavy in her abdomen, Lan Shan lowered her head, and saw that Ming Ye's hand was still on her lower abdomen, the warm temperature in the palm seemed to be able to warm her up throughout the winter.

Lan Shan raised her head and kissed Ming Ye gently on the cheek, before she left, she saw Ming Ye had opened her eyes.

Those deep eyes were looking at her with a smile, Lan Shan's face was flushed instantly, and she glared at Ming Ye coquettishly, with the meaning of being coquettish.

Ming Ye's hand slowly slid over Lan's smooth lower abdomen, "Does it still hurt?"

After waking up in the morning, the voice was a little hoarse, but it was very nice.

Lan Shan shook her head, leaned into Ming Ye's arms, and whispered, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

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