Vol 4 Chapter 243: (3 gold medals 200 plus more)

The morning light came in obliquely, and a bright ray of light fell on the floor. It was a warm room. Ye Sanshao was shocked by the woman with a spasm in the bed. He took a breath of air, and he quickly ran to the bed, turning the spasm of Cheng Anya Turning over, she saw that her small face was whitish, her hair was wet with sweat, and it was tightly pressed against her face, her eyes were moist and tearful, and her right hand tightly covered her abdomen, biting her teeth with pain.
Ye Chen's heart suddenly fell, his body was cold, and his eyes were raised sharply, his eyes swept like an electric window, was it...
No, they are all outside, even if Ye Wei is here, it is impossible to be silent. Ye Sanshao brushed the long hair on her face, the tentacles were sweaty and cold, and his eyes were darker.
Stretching out his hands carefully and clawed away the belly that Anya had been covering. The light yellow casual top was wrinkled by her without blood stains, and Ye Sanshao took a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately!
He thought Anya was shot and almost lost his mind in a panic.
"Anya, what's wrong?" Ye Sanshao hugged her, and asked in a tight voice, the delicate facial features were worried and pitiful, she all hurt like that, but still clenched her teeth without making a sound.
Stubborn and stubborn so sad!
"Pain!" Cheng Anya spit out a word with difficulty, seeming to be even, and buried his head in his arms, his voice was dull with pain, "Sudden abdominal cramps..."
Ye Sanshao pressed her hand on the back of her hand, "Does it hurt here?"
Cheng Anya nodded, a sudden and fierce colic, such as countless sharp knives stirring in the lower abdomen, so painful Cheng Anya's teeth were shaking, spasms...
"Go to the hospital!" Ye Sanshao hugged her and was stopped by Cheng Anya as soon as she got up. "You pour me a glass of water first."
Ye Sanshao put it down, and quickly went downstairs to pour her a cup of warm water. Cheng Anya drank it, her deep-locked eyebrows were slightly loose, and she took a long sigh of relief. "You don't need to go to the hospital anymore! It's much better!"
Anxious, coming fast, and going fast, Cheng Anya himself was inexplicable, but it did not hurt anymore.
why?
"Go, check what's wrong, don't eat a bad stomach." Ye Sanshao insisted very hard, and his face was somber. "It's you, what a 30-dollar date must be eating a bad stomach."
"It really doesn't hurt anymore. The girl's family will always be like this for a few days." Cheng Anya saw Ye Sanshao's complexion and smiled to find a reason for himself. He was bothered by enough things, all of them. He was so overwhelmed that he shouldn't worry about her body at this time.
Anyway, it didn't hurt anymore. Perhaps I was in a hurry. Where did it go? Cheng Anya didn't care about it. She had always been loose. Since she didn't hurt, she didn't care anymore.
Ye Sanshao listened to her saying that her face eased a lot.
Cheng Anya cheeks were red, silently embarrassed, Ye Sanshao, please, don't ask me whether you can do so with such a calm expression, is it not embarrassing for ordinary men to hear this? Why is he so straightforward?
Caused her to think he knew more than him.
Cheng Anya nodded silently, "It's just a while before I change clothes to work."
Ye Sanshao's eyebrows were tight, and Cheng Anya's expression was sloppy, but there was an uneasiness in his heart. Fear grabbed the heart, and he tightened it tightly, as if fear of crumbling him at any time.
what happened to him?
The wind was blowing from the window, learning to be warm, with the fragrance of Mulan, Ye Sanshao's cold eyes, dangerously squinting, approaching the window, keenly observing the surrounding environment, after a while, called the Blackhawk, "just now Is there any movement around the villa?"
"No, what's wrong? What's the matter?" Black Hawk tightened, and his voice was calm and calm.
Ye San paused, maybe he was more concerned, "It's alright, just ask casually!"
Hanging up the phone, Ye Sanshao went downstairs, looked up at Cheng Anya upstairs, her lips twirled with pity, walked into the kitchen, cooked her a cup of brown sugar water, and watched the jumping fire, Ye San For a while...
depressed!
When did you start to be romantic and suave? Ye Sanshao, who had never touched the leaves, became a new man at home?
Very worthy question.
It seems that since he lived with their mother and son, he began to change little by little, and the little love and pain left were given to them, although Ning Ning was pressed to serve Cheng Anya, but He found out that he had not seriously resisted.
As the saying goes, if you want to grab a man's heart, you must grab his stomach first. Why is this the opposite of his role at home?
Cousin...Ye Chen’s throat is astringent. He is really an idiot. Obviously, she will think of her uncomfortable past, but she is washing her hands for soup for her menstrual pain. There is no man in this world who is more stupid than him. .
Ye Chen, Ye Chen, you have thought about giving up her, ya, you are brave, it seems that you are eaten to death by her.
Ye Sanshao hummed coldly!
Reluctantly, she took the thermos and filled her up.
Right out of the kitchen, Cheng Anya also came down, Ye Sanshao stuffed her thermos with her cold eyes, and walked out coldly.
Cheng Anya's head is off, what is this? She was too lazy to look at it, hurried out with her briefcase, and felt keenly that the autumn wind was sizzling and cold behind him, and Cheng Anya was puzzled.
Didn't she just love her just now? The worried expression was not a fake, but it was Ye Chen who was like an ice sculpture again.
Uncertain man!
She is used to Ye Chen's temperament, anyway, she can cope with whatever emotions, if Cheng Anya showed such a sad autumn wounded expression, then Cheng Anya is not Cheng Anya anymore.
"What's this?" Cheng Anya asked when he got on the bus. Ye Sanshao's face was dark again. Cheng Anya saw him very autumn and winter. She didn't ask, opened the lid, and warmed her face, sweet and sweet.
"Brown sugar water?" Cheng Anya's voice hung high, and he didn't react for a moment, blurted out, "Do you want to drink?"
Ye Sanshao's eyes widened, "Dead girl, do you say it again?"
The cold and evil man almost stepped on the brakes, his face was dripping with yin, his eyes were brewing a heavy storm, Cheng Anya was stunned by him, seeing the wind kept the rudder quiet, suddenly realized...
He thought she had come, so he cooked her brown sugar water?
Didn't she pretend to be passionate?
Cheng Anya's lips rose, thinking of his continuous reaction, almost laughed, Ye Sanshao, you really are... cute!
Distorted man, even a concern is so distorted.
She really didn't expect Ye Sanshao to cook brown sugar water for her for a perfunctory reason, this man... really can bend and stretch, every detail can make her love him more.
In the small carriage, there was a sweet fragrance.
As the name says, warm.

3 more, 4 more in a while. (^o^)/~