Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 403: You Forgot, Miss Nian Says Let You Speak Less

"Good vacation."

Lausanne raised his goosebumps and turned and went out.

Forty minutes later, the annual average Ting came out with a bowl of burnt chicken soup and a pot of half-baked rice.

Yan Su couldn't stand it any longer, "Year General, don't you want us to eat this?"

"You think about it, from the beginning to the end, this is for our Luoluo," said the young average Ting, watching the Lausanne tenderly. "But it's all scorched, what can I do, but I have worked very hard, you see My hands are burned. "

He held out a red hand to show Lausanne.

Lausanne was speechless. The tragic sale was really ...

"Nian Zong, rest assured, Miss Xu knew that you would be bad, and let me order takeaway," Lu Kang interjected with a smile.

"Yes, don't starve Lolo," Jun Ting nodded.

Just about to continue talking, Lu Kang coldly kicked him quietly under the table, and whispered, "Nian Zong, you forgot, Miss Nian said that you should talk less."

The average young man was depressed, what happened to him, his voice was like a cello.

But for the time being, listen to the girl's words.

Next, the takeaway was delivered, and the annual average Ting was only responsible for serving vegetables and serving rice in Lausanne, without saying a word.

After eating, Lausanne was reviewing his homework in the bedroom, and Jun Ting continued to bury his head in the kitchen, finally making a bowl of Tremella lotus seed porridge.

Although the lotus seeds haven't been stewed yet, the taste is barely tangible.

Lausanne was flattered.

At ten o'clock in the night, Lausanne went out to pour water, and saw that Jun Ting had been quietly laying a quilt on the sofa.

"Go back so late, don't sleep here," Lausanne couldn't help but say, "let alone Su Su is here, it's embarrassing for you to sleep as a big man."

"I'm not assured that you bleed such a big thing," Jun Ting blinked his eyes, "I know you won't let me in, so I sleep outside, and I won't disturb you."

"..."

Is this selling miserable again ...?

Lausanne felt deeply weak. "It's just menstruation, how big it is."

"It's a small thing for you, but a big thing for me," Nian Junting finished lying on the short sofa.

"Okay, you can go to my room to sleep," Lausanne couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't go, don't bother you," Jun Ting shrank his legs.

"... whatever you want," Lausanne poured water and went straight to the room.

The menstrual flow was particularly large on the first day, and the next day, Lausanne still soiled his underwear.

She changed to a new one in a depressed state. She couldn't wash the dirty for a while and wanted to soak in water. As soon as she came in after breakfast, she found that Jun Ting was washing her dirty underwear.

Her head was buzzing, she just felt her head congested.

"What are you doing?" She snatched the basin, her face flushed. "Who told you to wash it."

"Help you wash," Jun Ting was a little inexplicable.

Lausanne is about to collapse. Although her most private places have been kissed by him, she still can't accept men touching their own privacy clothes, especially underwear, "It's dirty, OK."

"It's just dirty."

Lausanne had red ears and "red blood".

"Well, is there any difference between the blood that accumulates in it and the blood," Nian Junting calmly took the basin and continued washing. "What's the big deal, I used to be in the army and often hurt and bleed. It was almost the same."

Lausanne: "..."

She looked at the picture of him washing, and the whole person did not know whether it was a little more moved or a little more embarrassed.

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(End of this chapter)