Chapter 104

"Can you... Can you let go of me?" Naomi was so angry that she seemed to talk very hard. Her head drooped slightly and her eyes didn't dare to look at Tracy's handsome face.

Tracy also felt that it was not good to hold her so much, so she slowly put her on the sofa. "Do you want me to ask the servant to help you upstairs to rest? I think you look sick. Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor."

"No... no, I'm just a little tired. Just have a rest here." Naomi stopped Tracy before he went to call the servant, and then reminded him, "Nicole needs more care than I do. Go and see her."

Naomi wanted to take Tracy away, have a rest, recover her strength, and go back to her room to have a rest. Her idea is very simple, less contact with Tracy to avoid embarrassment.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to remember what happened yesterday, which relieved her.

The situation is still under control. Naomi doesn't want to cause more trouble. She just wants to take what happened yesterday as a dream and forget it quickly.

Tracy noticed Naomi's intention to avoid herself. Although she couldn't figure out why, she wasn't pestering.

The other party reminded him that there was something wrong with Nicole. He had to care about it.

After telling the servant to look after Naomi, Tracy hurried upstairs.

Into the bedroom, at a glance, Nicole's clothes and shoes were scattered on the ground. It seems that you should be quite tired before you throw your clothes everywhere.

Tracy helped her pick up the clothes one by one, put them on the chair, and then shouted to the closed bathroom door, "honey, are you okay? Can I help you?"

"Don't come in, you help me find out that white Pajama outside, and I'll be right away." the pattering sound of water mixed with Nicole's lazy voice. From Nicole's voice and tone, she should have no problem.

Tracy was a little relieved. According to her instructions, she found the white silk Striped Pajamas in the wardrobe and took them in her hand.

After a while, the water stopped, the bathroom door was opened, Nicole's head stuck out and said to him, "little villain, help me bring the pink box on the dresser."

Tracy looked down her eyes, found the paper pink box, nodded to her, handed her her her pajamas, and then walked to the dresser.

The paper box is not big, almost half the palm length. It was very light in his hand. Tracy glanced at the cover of the box. The expression on her face suddenly froze and the whole person settled in place.

ob。

Two lowercase English letters stood out, and Tracy recognized it at a glance. Tampons, women's exclusive products.

No wonder the two women looked sick. It turned out that they were together on their holidays.

Tracy suddenly realized that the abnormal state of the two women finally explained.

"Women's things, what's good-looking? Take them quickly." Nicole angrily saw Tracy standing there.

Tracy turned around, smiled awkwardly, came over, handed the box to Nicole and said, "I'm not feeling well. Why don't you tell me."

Tracy looked a little blaming. Nicole took out a sealed cotton strip from the box and turned her back. "There's nothing uncomfortable, but she's a little tired after working too long."

When Nicole turned around in her pajamas, Tracy pointed to the box and said to her, "no, you and Naomi are not sick because of this."

"How can it be? This little problem won't affect me." Nicole frowned slightly and looked at him angrily. She pushed him away and went directly to the dresser. In front of the dresser, she sat in the armchair, dried her hair with a bath towel and said, "Naomi is in a bad state today. I'll ask her tonight."

Then he picked up the blower and blew his hair.

Tracy came up to her with a puzzled face.

Nicole saw his frowning and tangled look in the mirror. She knew that he was concerned about himself and was still thinking about the problem just now. She burst into a smile, turned off the ventilator, looked up and said to him, "cluck... Little villain, it seems that you need to learn about women's physiology."

Tracy was embarrassed and touched her nose. Nicole thought his embarrassment was very cute. She stood up and stuck it to him with a smile. One arm hooked his neck and gently said in his ear: "don't worry, these small problems won't affect my normal life, just some trouble. But you're very careful."

Nicole was a little moved. Because few men care about these small problems, they even run the red light and look for different stimuli at this time.

In fact, as Nicole said, it's all small problems. Because white women are much stronger than yellow people, they rarely have stomachache or excessive bleeding.

Some careless white girls will go crazy at this YW upsurge.

Of course, Nicole is definitely not such a woman. She lives very delicately and knows how to take care of herself. In order to protect their fair skin from ultraviolet rays, they even hate the sun.

I hid from Tracy yesterday because my physiological period is not suitable for exercise.

However, now Nicole won't hide from Tracy because of his concern.

"Honey, I can't help it if you look like this." Nicole has pasted it on him. Tracy can't help hugging her waist and rubbing her big hand around her waist.

"Giggle... Don't bear it. If you want to try, bring TT..."

"I don't want..."

"Then there's no way, little villain."

"You can try another way..."

"You think it's beautiful." Nicole pushes Tracy away and continues to blow her hair.

"There will always be the first time, once born and twice cooked. Maybe you like it..."

Before he finished, Nicole immediately went back, "you're happy, what about me." Nicole glared at him and continued, "go down and ask someone to prepare food. Then go and see Naomi. Her poor state today affected the whole crew. Douglas was influenced by her, and indirectly affected me."

"Honey, you can reconsider my proposal." Tracy automatically blocked her words and wanted to pester her.

Nicole stopped looking at him and snorted coldly, "hum, get out of here, don't bother me."

Look at Nicole's attitude. Her wish has failed. Scratching her head, she reluctantly turned and walked to the door. When she was about to go out, she was suddenly stopped by Nicole, "by the way, little villain. Harvey Weinstein sent me an invitation to the reception. The invitation is in my bag. I'll give it to you. I don't want to pay attention to him."