Chapter 483

Zhao Wanxi is even more red faced and wants to break away from the man's arms, but in the blink of an eye, she has already returned to the camp. She says in a low voice: "Leng junao, don't you mean to let me fall into the tongue?"

Leng junao is awe inspiring: "I'm not afraid of being criticized. What are you afraid of?"

Zhao Wanxi gave him a white eye and said to himself, "who dares to gossip in front of you, your grand general?"!

The man carefully put her on the soft couch, her ears slightly red, cleared her throat, pretended to be calm: "I don't know if there is brown sugar in the camp, I'll go to find you See what else you need? "

He has no experience in women's affairs. If you look at Zhao Wanxi, she is also confused!

Yes! What else does she need?

She didn't know what to do when her relatives came back here for the first time.

With the memory of the original owner, I vaguely know that these days when women come to kuishui, they all wrap incense burner ash in cotton cloth, and then wrap a few layers of soft sand cloth on the outside. It's also a headache. It's too inconvenient.

"Do you have clean cotton?"

At this moment, Zhao Wanxi is very nostalgic for the modern aunt Scripture, which is a good news for women.

Cotton? The man was stunned, said nothing, and left the tent camp in a dull voice.

The feeling of abdominal pain is overwhelming. Zhao Wanxi has no experience of dysmenorrhea before. It's obvious that the problem is left by her body.

Bear the pain to get some cloth and gauze first emergency, the man also don't know where to find brown sugar and cotton, this is actually an hour, Zhao Wanxi belly weak curled up on the soft couch, heart secretly sigh man unreliable!

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of horse's hooves outside the camp. She vaguely heard Leng junao's voice coming from outside the camp: "put things down, you can go --"

when the curtain of the camp was lifted, Zhao Wanxi saw a tall and straight figure coming in with a big basket of pineapples. The wind was blowing, and his hair was like a fairy.

"Cotton --"

the mellow and deep voice of Zhao Wanxi came into her ears. Then she quickly took back her obsessed eyes and looked down at the big bamboo basket that was placed in front of her by the man. Good guy! Full of a large basket of clean white cotton!

Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes were slightly stunned, and a doubt flashed: "you Where did you get this? "

"I rode to the nearest town and bought cotton and brown sugar."

Leng Jun's eagle eyes smile, shaking his two oil paper bags, which are obviously brown sugar.

It seems that the man disappeared for an hour. He ran to the neighboring town to buy cotton and brown sugar.

Looking at his face, Zhao Wanxi weakly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and the unbearable abdominal pain hit him again.

In an instant, Leng junao's smile at the corner of his lips and the bottom of his eyes converged. He stared at her nervously, and suddenly remembered something. He was carrying the brown sugar bag in his hand, and his tongue was not sharp I'll give you brown sugar water

Looking at the man in a hurry and ran out, Zhao Wanxi lips hook Yang, for a time actually forget the abdominal pain, chuckle out.

Since she knew Leng junao, it seems that she is still the first time to see the seventh prince at a loss and look flustered. Her eyes are fixed on the big basket of cotton in front of her. I'm afraid it's not enough for a year!

All right! For the sake of loving me so much, I will treat you better in the future!