In the early morning, String Moon Island is white, and the sun still makes people feel cold.

Liu Yimeng took the clay pot from the fireplace, gently placed it on the wooden table, and shouted sideways: "It's time for breakfast." "

"Good." Yun Xin replied casually, put down the half-made gloves in his hand, got up and took out the bowls and chopsticks from the wooden rack and laid them out, serving noodle soup to everyone.

Liu Yiqiu and Chu Feng sat in their seats and began to eat breakfast.

"It should taste okay." Liu Yimeng asked with a smile, today's breakfast was made by her.

"Uh-huh, it's delicious." Yun Xin pouted, and it was stuffed with noodles.

"That's good." Liu Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief and began to eat heavily.

More than half an hour later, the four of them finished breakfast and were drinking hot coconut water to warm their bodies.

"I'll go wash the dishes." Liu Yiqiu said softly, and his face changed after standing up.

The corner of her mouth twitched, pulled her pants uncomfortably, then sat back in her seat, pursed her lips and said sideways: "Liu Yimeng, you go wash the dishes." "

"Huh?" Liu Yimeng was stunned, didn't my sister say that she wanted to wash the dishes? How to stand up and sit down again.

"I'll go wash it, Sister Meng has made breakfast." Yun Xin said with a smile, and quickly stood up and put away the pots and bowls.

"I'll come." Liu Yimeng glanced at her sister suspiciously, then snatched the pot and bowl in the girl's hand, turned and went into the toilet.

"What's wrong?" Chu Feng turned his head and asked curiously.

"This..." Liu Yiqiu pursed her mouth, her face was a little red, and she was a little embarrassed, she opened her mouth and didn't know how to say it, and twisted her waist and legs uncomfortably.

"..." Chu Feng raised his eyebrows, his nose moved, he smelled a trace of blood, and couldn't help but mumble in the girl's ear.

"Huh??" Yun Xinmei's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly got up and took out two rectangular pieces of cloth from under her sleeping bag, which were the sanitary cloths that Chu Feng had sewn for her before.

She tensed her face and said sideways: "Chu Feng, you avoid it." "

"Good." Chu Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, got up and walked out of the shelter and walked towards the cultivation room.

"Sister Qiu, this is a sanitary cloth." Yun Xin handed the sanitary napkin in her hand to the past.

"Thank you." Liu Yiqiu's face turned blushing shyly, and he only breathed a sigh of relief after watching Chu Feng go out.

She stood up, feeling a little leaky, and her legs clamped tighter.

If menstrual dysmenorrhea is divided into four levels, Liu Yiqiu's aunt belongs to the first level, only slightly tingling, which does not affect daily life

"Sister, it turns out that your aunt is here." Liu Yimeng came out with a pot and bowl and was surprised: "I said how weird you are." "

"Shut up." Liu Yiqiu said angrily, can this kind of thing be shouted casually?

How did she know that it was suddenly coming, and she was fine when she first got out of my bed.

"Hee-hee... Sister, you seem to be late. Liu Yimeng put down the pot and bowl and said softly.

"Well, four days late." Liu Yiqiu said softly, a few days ago, I was worried about what to do when my aunt came, but it turned out to be four days late.

"It may be caused by the change in the weather, Sister Qiu will deal with it first." Yun Xin said softly.

"Hmm." Liu Yiqiu replied with a red face, got up and clamped his legs, and walked uncomfortably to the toilet with small broken steps to prevent the range of movement from being too large and leaking more.

"In this case, mine should be coming soon." Liu Yimeng muttered softly.

"I don't know if it's going to come early this month." Yun Xin said softly.

She is counting the time, if it is normal, then there are still ten days or so, if it is not normal, it is difficult to grasp.

Yun Xin got up, filled some hot water with a clay pot, came to the toilet door and knocked, and said softly: "Sister Qiu, I got some hot water for you, you can wipe it."

"Well... Thank you. Liu Yiqiu opened the door a gap, and the girl handed the clay pot in.

Liu Yiqiu blushed, took off her storm pants and animal skin pants, and looked at the underwear that had been dyed red, a little wanted to cry without tears.

She wiped the blood with some hot water, then put on the sanitary cloth and put on animal skin pants and storm pants.

Liu Yiqiu looked at the underwear stained with blood, carefully squatted down, dug a small piece of soap and began to scrub I.

Rinse repeatedly until the water in the clay pot runs out, and then wash off the blood I stains on the underwear.

"Whew~~" Liu Yiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, stood up against the wall, tried not to move too much, and took the clay pot and washed underwear out of the toilet.

"Sit down, don't walk around." Yun Xin said softly, reaching out and taking the clay pot and underwear in Liu Yiqiu's hand.

"I'll just do it myself." Liu Yiqiu blushed.

"Sit down." Yun Xin said with a smile, stretched Liu Yiqiu's underwear open, and hung it by the fireplace and roasted the fire.

In this weather, freshly washed clothes will freeze into a hard board if they are hung outside to dry.

Liu Yiqiu was not embarrassed to sit next to him, watching the underwear baking by the fireplace, and his face turned even redder when he thought that Chu Feng would see it when he came in.

"I'll make you some honey water, and it will be more comfortable to drink it." Yun Xin said softly, took the clay cup to the wooden frame, scooped a little honey from the clay pot, and then added warm water to stir.

She handed the pottery cup to Liu Yiqiu and said softly, "Drink it quickly." "

"Thank you." Liu Yiqiu thanked softly.

"Sister, you just rest well, I'll go see what Chu Feng is going to do." Liu Yimeng patted her sister's shoulder seriously, and then walked out of the shelter with a grin.

The corner of Liu Yiqiu's mouth twitched, is her sister gloating?

Chu Feng was cultivating the room at this time, checking to see if there was any problem with the roof built yesterday.

He checked around, showed no signs of collapse and instability, moved out of the wooden ladder, carefully climbed up the roof, covered with a layer of snow, two or three centimeters thick

"It should be bearable." Chu Feng muttered softly, trying to press the snow layer, the roof was not moving, it was very firm.

"Chu Feng, I'm here to help you."

Liu Yimeng came over and asked curiously, "What are you going to do next?" "

"There's no clay left, I'm going to dig some over the creek." Chu Feng said softly, the clay was used on the three walls of the cultivation room.

Now clay is also needed to make a fireplace to heat the cubic room, which is the core of the incubation room.

"Then I'll go with you." Liu Yimeng said softly, turned around and went into the shelter to get the tools.

Chu Feng chuckled, bent down and entered the shelter.

He scanned around and found that Liu Yiqiu was sitting by the fireplace doing handicrafts, his head was lowered and he did not dare to look at him, and the roots of his ears were red and red.

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