Si Yuan huddled in her boudoir, only half of her body sticking out. She frowned, and her little face was red and flustered.

It's been bleeding for an hour. If it continues, will she die soon!

Zhou Yiran, who was standing in front of him, listened to what he said and was stunned. He didn't rush back to her. Si Yuan hung down her little cheek. Her face was all pale with fear:

"come on, brother Yiran. I don't need you to see. I must have some incurable disease. Please call me brother, mother and father. I want to tell them I love him before I die People! "

Said Si Yuan. Tears were coming out.

Zhou Yiran's heart is soft.

Next second, Zhou Yiran stepped forward, reached out his hand and stroked Si Yuan's head. Instead of the usual indifference in front of Si Ming, he rubbed Si Yuan's head with a smile:

"silly girl, you won't die..."

wait for Yun Jian to stay alone in Si Yuan's boudoir to explain the cause of "bleeding" to her, and then put on a sanitary towel for Si Yuan.

Si Yuan huddled in her bedroom quilt and buried her head in it.

Because of the bloodshed after hearing Yunjian, the ashamed man of Si Yuan couldn't lift his head.

She just let Zhou Yiran check the wound for herself!

If Zhou Yiran is really allowed to check the hidden place for himself...

"oops, Oops! He must think I'm stupid! Lost the dead! Lost the dead! I will never see Zhou Yiran again! That guy hates it. He hates it! "

Si Yuan holds her face in her cold little hand and curls up in the quilt. She is shy and astringent.

make complaints about the kite.

Because her boudoir, basically no one will enter.

However, as soon as this word fell, the quilt that Si Yuan covered was opened.

Si Yuan is stunned suddenly. After the reaction, what she sees is Zhou Yiran's handsome face.

"Why does kite hate me?" Zhou Yiran looked at Si Yuan with a smile and repeated what she had just said.

"Ah, brother Yiran, how and how are you here..." the last person Si Yuan wants to see now is Zhou Yiran. She covers the quilt, and people desperately shrink to the corner.

"Drink this." Zhou Yiran doesn't joke with Si Yuan either. He hands a bowl of brown sugar water to Si Yuan.

Seeing this, Si Yuan forces herself to forget the embarrassment and shame. She takes the brown sugar water from Zhou Yiran's hand, carefully places it on her lips, and gently sips it.

When Zhou Yiran's hand was placed in front of her abdomen without any omen, the whole person of Si Yuan was stunned. She shrank her stomach and moved back two points.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Yiran just gently rubbed the belly of two kites and asked.

Si Yuan looks at Zhou Yiran and shakes her head.

At this time, the mobile phone at the head of the bed rings.

Hearing the bell, Si Yuan suddenly responded. She picked up her mobile phone and pressed answer.

After receiving the call, when she was facing Zhou Yiran just now, she was shocked to feel ashamed and shy and completely disappeared.

Her eyebrow angle shows joy again. With the expression of a girl in bud admiring a boy, Zhou Yiran shouts in front of the boy on the other end of the mobile phone conversation: "Hello, is it... Is Zhu Zehao, I am at home now.

"Do you have dinner together? Yes... Is it organized by Zhu Zehao? Go, of course I have time!

"And I also have something. I want to give it to Zhu Zehao alone..."