Dear Commander-in-Chief

"You just fed the cat, not petted it!"

Gong Sheng said, pushing Yun Qiao's skirt up with his big hands!

Perhaps it was because Yun Qiao was in danger tonight, which was a bit irritating, or perhaps because the empty studio was really exciting, Gong Sheng's kiss gradually became a little out of control, and his movements became a little fierce. He pinched Yun Qiao tightly. The hands on Qiao's waist were squeezing her like dough, as if to declare that he would never stop moving because of the cat this time.

Yun Qiao was kissed by him until she could only lean on the dressing table mirror and gasp for breath. Resistance was simply a luxury.

And men’s technology seems to have really improved.

Instead of kissing her blindly, he would stay in some of her rather sensitive places in a targeted manner.

Just when Gong Sheng bit her earlobe, she almost moaned.

Yun Qiao suddenly felt a warmth coming from underneath him.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she finally regained consciousness. She pushed him hard: "Gong Sheng...stop...stop..."

Gong Sheng kissed along her earlobe to her neck.

Being pushed like this by her, I felt a little unhappy immediately.

He patted her little butt: "Don't make any noise! ​​Just concentrate!"

Yun Qiao almost cried: "It's not... me... that's me..."

Gong Sheng didn't hear clearly and continued to kiss.

The movements of his hands did not stop, and his big palms continued to explore along the hem of her skirt.

Yun Qiao almost went crazy with anxiety: "Well no... no!"

"Hiss-!"

What answered her was the sound of Gong Sheng tearing her pants to pieces!

Yun Qiao wanted to die.

If Gong Sheng's hand moved up a little further, it would touch her... a place she couldn't touch!

However, the next second, Gong Sheng suddenly stopped.

The man sniffed the cold air with his nose alertly: "Are you injured? Someone bullied you in Furong Building before? Did they hit you?"

Yun Qiao was stunned for a moment: "No."

But then, she realized why Gong Sheng asked this.

Could it be that he smelled blood?

I’m too embarrassed to see anyone!

Yun Qiao wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

She quickly pulled down her skirt, took advantage of Gong Sheng's frown, jumped off the dressing table, quickly ran to the bathroom, and closed the bathroom door tightly with a "bang".

Gong Sheng stood there, watching the little woman disappear in a flash, and then glanced at the table where Yun Qiao had just sat.

A little reddish blood stain was very eye-catching on the table.

He was thoughtful...

==

After a long time.

Yun Qiao just came out of the bathroom.

She's having her period.

Counting on her fingers, it was almost a month since she came to this world. She was busy filming all day long, and she almost forgot about this annoying little thing that women have once a month.

Because she was naughty and active when she was young, she often took the young eunuchs to hunt in the mountains and fish in the sea during her menstrual period, which caused her to catch a cold. Now every time she comes here, her back aches.

What's even worse is that she searched for a long time in the bathroom but couldn't find the kind of menstrual belt specially made for women in the palace. Her pants were torn to pieces by the palace saint, and now she was dripping with blood every step she took. Ahhhh.

Yun Qiao spent a long time in the bathroom anxiously thinking about how to deal with this unexpected situation, but in the end she couldn't find a satisfactory solution. She could only tie a knot in the middle of her skirt, barely able to avoid bleeding.

However, this is only treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, and blood will still fall on the skirt.

Later, the man asked her where she was injured. How could she answer?

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