Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 61 His tenderness does not belong to her
　"I don't know which one you usually use, so I bought a pack of them all."

　There was no tone in Ji Zefeng's voice.Only he himself knows how depressed he is.

　"But, this... this is too much!"

It is estimated that there are more than 100 packages~~~~
"I can't use so much!"

　The corners of Gu Yimi's mouth twitched, black lines all over his face.

　"Throw it away when you can't use it up."

　Ji Zefeng's tone was blocked, and he walked towards the door while talking.

　When Ji Zefeng thought of his scene in the supermarket, he became angry, even he didn't know it, his face turned slightly red.

　Gu Yimi looked at Ji Zefeng's back, thinking that Ji Zefeng was angry.

　Thinking about it, it is true that such a proud and domineering man helped himself to buy girls' supplies, and if he told it, no one would believe it.

　Enduring the pain, Gu Yimi turned to Ji Zefeng's back and said softly:
　"Ji Zefeng, thank you."

　Ji Zefeng continued walking towards the door of the room without stopping, but he didn't know how to answer Gu Yimi's thank you.

　When Gu Yimi was frowning, and helplessly picked out a bag from the large and small bags all over the floor in such a spectacular scene, and went crookedly to the bathroom to change and wash, she just returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed ,
Ji Zefeng came in with a bowl of steaming unknown stuff.

　"Here, drink quickly."

　Ji Zefeng continued to be awkward, and he himself didn't know what he was awkward about.

　Gu Yimi looked at what should be "brown sugar water" in front of her, raised her head, swallowed her saliva, and looked at Ji Zefeng. The man had a stern expression, and his thick black eyebrows were slightly frowned.

　"Hurry up! Do you want me to feed you!"

　Ji Zefeng felt uncomfortable being watched by Gu Yimi, put the bowl in Gu Yimi's hand, and got up awkwardly to go to the bathroom.

　Gu Yimi listened to the sound of shower water coming from the bathroom, looked at the brown sugar water in his hand, and remembered being held in Ji Zefeng's arms every night, but being called by other women's names "Meng Ran Meng Ran" the sound of.

　His tenderness never belonged to her
　The corner of Gu Yimi's mouth raised, and an unknown sadness spread.

　Hehe, she has always been that woman's substitute. He treats her well because he treats her as the woman named "Meng Ran".

　Gu Yimi took a sip, it was so sweet, it touched every taste bud on her tongue.

　However, the heart, crying, salty tears, wanton spread.

　In the bathroom, the man rushing towards the sprinkler, thought that when he saw the woman's wrinkled little face in pain, and when he heard the woman say that she had "dysmenorrhea", his heart felt strange. a feeling of.

　Afterwards, he went to the study room and turned on the computer, and began to search the Internet about women's dysmenorrhea, and then followed the method mentioned on the Internet, and made a simple bowl of brown sugar water.

　Thinking about it, Ji Zefeng furrowed his brows fiercely for a while, and laughed inexplicably for a while.

　Finally, after Ji Zefeng finished washing, he walked to the bed and found that Gu Yimi had already drank all the brown sugar water he had washed.

Involuntarily, on Ji Zefeng's face, the cold and charming eyes softened, and the corners of his sexy lips were slightly hooked, stained with a faint smile.

　Ji Zefeng lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed. With his long arms around him, he took that petite and charming body into his arms.

(End of this chapter)