Dysmenorrhea for girls is a kind of torture that men can't understand, just as women can't understand men's egg pain.

At this time, Yan Feiyu's lips are pale, covering his stomach, sweating, lying on the bed.

In recent days, Yan Feiyu's mind has always been filled with all kinds of miscellaneous things. He even forgot the date of his great aunt's coming. Just now he was coquettish and wanted to eat spicy hot, but now he wants to cry.

She has been suffering from dysmenorrhea. At this time, she gritted her teeth and said, "pour me a cup of hot water."

Ye CuO laughed: "is it really useful to drink more hot water? This is how you usually deal with such things? "

Yan Feiyu tried to bear the pain: "you are not my boyfriend, I can only take care of myself, in addition to drinking more hot water, what can I do?"

Ye CuO's palm caresses Yan Feiyu's stomach.

Yan Feiyu is surprised, the whole body is a quiver: "you... What are you doing?"

Although she always liked Ye CuO in her heart, she didn't want Ye CuO to feel that she was a casual woman, so she struggled back.

But at this time, I suddenly found that ye CuO's palm was hot, like a warm water bag.

This warm current, even from the palm of Ye CuO's hand out, along the skin, has been drilling into the body, like a small loach, swimming inside the body.

Yan Feiyu only felt that her whole body was like a hot bath, and her limbs and bones were warm and comfortable.

She couldn't help groaning. Suddenly, she felt that this groan was too imaginative. She quickly covered her mouth and peeped at Ye CuO quietly.

See ye CuO don't seem to hear, just face red relax down.

Ye CuO's hand is rubbing gently on Yan Feiyu's stomach. Yan Feiyu's heartbeat is about to burst his chest, and his mind is full of wishful thinking.

"What to do? What if he touches something else later? " Yan Feiyu lowers her head and looks at Ye CuO's hand. She rubs it in her belly and feels nervous.

"If he wants to do something else, do I agree or not? If he agreed, would he think I was casual? No, no, no, no! But if he refuses, he will be angry and ignore me in the future Yan Feiyu is as nervous as a little girl.

At this time, ye CuO's heart is also trying to resist the impulse. Such a beautiful girl, Ren Jun, is lying on the bed, and her hand is stroking her smooth stomach. The unspeakable greasiness and softness bring the temptation that ordinary men can't resist.

Ye CuO can only reverse the dragon's magic power and turn it into a force of yin and cold. He can swim all over his body and make himself sober and calm.

Yan Feiyu is worried about ye CuO's improper behavior, but after a long time, ye CuO still wholeheartedly helps him relieve the pain, which makes her a little unwilling.

On appearance, Yan Feiyu thinks she won't lose to anyone, but ye CuO always looks at him in a wrong way, which makes her feel very shameless for no reason.

"Is it because I'm not feminine and don't understand amorous feelings?" Yan Feiyu thinks wildly in his heart.

She would occasionally read comments about herself in various forums and other places, and often saw people saying that although she was beautiful, she was cold and unfriendly.

Yan Feiyu can't understand what femininity is in a man's eyes, but after thinking about it, she suddenly remembers the crazy reaction of the men on the scene and on the Internet when she watched the New Year Party of Yunhai University and Hu Meier sang "love to be frank".

She said to herself in her heart: is this the femininity that attracts men most?

Thinking of this, Yan Feiyu said: hum, isn't it charming? Let me show you my acting skills.

Yan Feiyu tossed her hair, her eyes were flattered, and she gasped gently. She lay on her side on the bed with a greasy groan in her nose. A white hand gently stroked her thigh wrapped in a short skirt, and her eyes were like silk looking at Ye Cuo.

Ye cuozheng lowers his head to relieve Yan Feiyu's pain. Suddenly, he feels that something is wrong. He looks up and is startled.

I saw Yan Feiyu's short skirt, which had been taken to the hip by her hand. The two slender legs below were entangled together, and the white feet were rubbing against each other.

Another hand, rubbing his chest, chest clothes, was torn open a piece, showing a large white; A pair of big eyes watery looking at Ye Cuo, vermilion lips slightly open, red tender tongue, gently lick the lips

"Are you crazy and cramped?" Ye CuO looked at her and said.

Yan Feiyu collapsed: "Hey, are you a man or not? Don't you think this action of mine is very feminine for such a seductive woman as me? "

"I only see you grumbling."

"You..." Yan Feiyu was hit hard and sat in the same place for a few seconds. Suddenly, he clenched his teeth, as if he had let go. He reached out and grabbed Ye CuO's hand, opened his mouth, put one of his fingers in his mouth, and licked it with his tongue——

Ye CuO felt that his whole body's hair suddenly exploded. He threw away her hand and patted her on her buttock: "you are crazy."

Yan Feiyu is about to cry: "do I have no temptation to you?"

Ye CuO said: "you've come to my aunt, and you've come to seduce me. How can I solve this problem later?"

Yan Feiyu was stunned, and then he remembered this level. He immediately held his knees in his hands and buried his face in his legs, his face full of shyness.

Ye CuO shakes his hand and slaps it firmly on Yan Feiyu's butt. The wonderful touch makes his heart itch.

Although Yan Feiyu is not the kind of seductive woman, she can't stand the beauty of her figure. Being alone in a room is the biggest temptation.

"Go to sleep. I'll go back." Ye CuO feels that he can't stay here today. He is responsible for being suffocated.

"I still have a stomachache. Please rub it for me a little longer." Yan Feiyu blushed and whispered.

Ye CuO was very tangled in his heart. With such a good hand, he certainly wanted to rub it for a while, but he could see whether he could eat it or not. Finally, he had to suppress his internal injury.

After taking a deep breath, ye CuO goes to Yan Feiyu and rubs her stomach gently.

Yan Feiyu's whole body is soft, like a kitten, falling into Ye CuO's arms. Her eyes are closed, her long eyelashes are trembling, her cheeks are red, and her nostrils are short of breath.

Ye CuO only felt that he was holding a soft ball in his arms, and his nose was full of powdery aroma. His hands were a little out of control