Chapter 77, Sunflower Water

   "Thank you Xianggong, I like it very much." This is the first time she has received a gift in her life.

   The more I look at it, the more I like it, so I couldn't help but smack Song Jingchen's face.

   Her husband is indeed the best husband in the world.

   I didn’t expect Shen Yijia to….

  Song Jingchen was stunned.

  She, she she she knows how to write the word shy.

  Want to remind him that this should not be the case in the future. He raised his head to meet Shen Yijia's eyes that seemed to be glowing, and Song Jingchen felt a tingling sensation rushed over his body instantly.

   swallowed what he wanted to say, lowered his eyes and took the wooden hairpin from Shen Yijia's hand.

   Gently turn the end of the hairpin, and the hairpin becomes two sections. Only then did Shen Yijia realize that this was actually a miniature dagger shaped like a hairpin.

  Song Jingchen coughed dryly and explained, "Without the drawings you drew, I can only make a simple one for you for the time being."

   Shen Yijia can paint what she draws herself, but Song Jingchen wants to give something different.

   This is also the first object he made, and he made the sleeve arrows for Brother Hao and Sister Huan after doing this.

   "Xianggong, you are really amazing." Shen Yijia didn't see Song Jingchen's reddish earlobes, and praised him sincerely.

  I also keep on the rainbow fart of Song Jingchen in my heart. Not only is she good-looking, but her brain is also smart, and she deserves to be her husband.

  Shen Yijia had a good dream in a good mood, but unfortunately she woke up in the middle of the night and her whole body was not well.

  Stomach throbbing.

  Shen Yijia clutched her stomach in pain and only groaned on the bed. Is this the sentence my husband taught me a few days ago.

   "What's wrong?" Song Jingchen was awakened, smelled a **** smell in his nose, his heart trembled, he hurriedly hugged Shen Yijia's shaking body, and said anxiously: "Are you injured? Where is it hurt?"

   "Don't worry, I'm fine." Shen Yijia said weakly, with a thick nasal tone in her voice.

   When did Song Jingchen see Shen Yijia like this? On weekdays, a person who is alive and kicking and can kill a wild boar with one fist suddenly becomes like a little sheep, can he be all right?

   Immediately fumbled to get up to light the fuel light. Because of Song Jingchen's inconvenience, there was always a small table beside their bed.

  Song Jingchen, who could take it easy even on the day of the house raid, panicked for the first time, accidentally knocking over the teacup on the table and falling, making a crackling sound.

   Song Jingchen didn't have the energy to pay attention to these at this time, and lit the oil lamp.

   Only then did she see that Shen Yijia was sweating profusely and her complexion was pale, covering her stomach and curling up and lying there.

   "Where is it hurt? Huh?" Song Jingchen tried his best to make his tone less urgent, and gently hugged Shen Yijia into his arms, as if he was in front of a fragile porcelain doll.

   Shen Yijia buried her head in Song Jingchen's arms and secretly fed herself a drop of spiritual fluid. When the pain eased a little, she said in a stern voice, "I'm not injured, call my mother to come."

   After being here for so long, she almost forgot she had this thing without her body.

   You must know that this body is fifteen years old, and it is the first time to come here. It can be seen that the loss has been huge in the past.

  Song Jingchen wanted to say how could this happen if he was not injured, but it was obvious that he was bleeding, and it was useless for his mother to come.

   Immediately, his mind suddenly crashed.

  Reacted, Song Jingchen was stunned.

   In Shen Yijia's perception, this is not a shameful thing. Seeing that Song Jingchen didn't respond, he thought he didn't understand, so he endured the pain and explained, "I've come to Kuishui, that... I didn't prepare a menstrual belt, my mother should have it."

  Song Jingchen:  …

   Four more, good night.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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