Shadow Bride

It was a familiar dull pain, gradually turning into colic, like a knife cutting her internal organs.

She secretly said something bad in her heart, her face was pale with cold sweat slipping off, and her fingers tightly grasped Lu Shifeng's sleeves.

Lu Shifeng lowered his head and realized that something was wrong with her: "Xing Yu, what's wrong?"

"I..." Su Xingyu said with difficulty, in front of the crowd in the bus, but he was too embarrassed to speak out anyway, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's just... a little stomachache."

"Stomach hurts?" Lu Shifeng frowned. "Here?" His hand touched her stomach.

Su Xingyu shook his head, and then whispered with difficulty: "It doesn't matter...it's okay..."

But the pain is so hoarse.

She knew very well that she had come to her aunt. The monthly pain was so familiar that she couldn’t be more familiar. It’s just that although the pain was usually not so severe, this time she was tossed so hard by him last night. The pain will be earth-shaking and fainting. She was weakened, leaning weakly in his arms, and she was sweating coldly.

Lu Shifeng didn't know what had happened to her, his expression was tense, he held her firmly with one hand, turned his head and raised his voice and told the driver: "Master, stop! Someone is ill and needs to get off!"

"It's not easy to park here!" the bus master replied.

"You are responsible for the death of illness?" Lu Shifeng's voice suddenly turned cold, murderous, "If she has three strengths and two shortcomings, I promise you will be a hundred times worse than her!" If someone threatens the driver, maybe the driver is not afraid, but Lu Shifeng has lived for a long time. The upper position naturally carried a **** aura of killing and decisiveness on his body. As soon as he uttered these words, the driver was shocked without realizing it.

The bus brushed the ground and stopped on the side of the road.

The back door of the car opened, and Lu Shifeng protected Su Xingyu down.

He raised his hand for a taxi and was about to take her to the hospital, but she weakly held him: "No...you, you can help me find a supermarket, I want to buy something, and then find a bathroom."

Lu Shifeng looked at her disapprovingly: "I will go to the hospital if I am sick."

"This is not a disease," Su Xingyu's face flushed, "Lu Shifeng, you listen to me."

He looked at her puzzled: "Isn't the disease what?"

Although he married her, he never knew that the girl would hurt when she came to his aunt, and he hadn't let him notice when she was hurt the previous few times. Her face turned redder, embarrassed and embarrassed, but she was afraid that he would really take her to the emergency department of the hospital-would it be more embarrassing? She finally whispered: "It's just a little uncomfortable. You...you help me find a supermarket, I, I...will buy sanitary napkins."

The last three characters are as light as mosquitoes.

Lu Shifeng only understood this time, but he still frowned: "How come it hurts like this? Let's go to the hospital."

"It's okay!" She was so anxious that she was crying, "Will Lu Shifeng count me please? Don't ask, just do as I said! It's normal to have stomach pains during your menstrual period. Don't make a fuss. !"

Seeing her look like weeping, he finally reluctantly believed that "it was normal". Seeing that there was a fast hotel on the street, he directly helped her in and opened a room. The conditions of the Express Hotel were not good. Even if he ordered the most expensive suite, the space was small and simple. There was an unexplainable smell on the bed, but at the moment they couldn't be too picky.

He settled her on the bed, poured another cup of hot water and fed her a drink.

She was still in pain, her face was pale, and her beautiful lips were not bloody.

Lu Shifeng asked her, "I'll find someone to buy sanitary napkins. What do you want?" He has never taken care of a woman in his life, especially a woman whose aunt is in pain. He really doesn't know where to start.

Su Xingyu was dying of pain, as if someone was holding a knife to her abdomen. She maintained the only remaining mentality and told him: "Warm... warm baby... red... brown sugar..."

Then the body curled up into a small ball, so painful that he couldn't speak.

Lu Shifeng glanced at her who was shivering slightly on the bed, and then strode back to dial the service desk number. The person at the service desk was reluctant, until he gave a high tip and promised to deliver the sanitary napkins and brown sugar water as quickly as possible.

He fed her brown sugar water again, took her to the bathroom in the suite.

Putting her on the toilet, he reached out and took off her skirt, and she tremblingly held him down: "Don't...I'll do it myself."

He glanced at her: "You are so painful that you are so powerful."

"Don't you!" She was anxious, how could he do such a shameful thing? "Dirty," she said, blushing enough to bleed.

He bowed his head and rolled up the hem of her skirt, hugged her half of his body, and carefully took off her white panties. The white bottom was stained with dark red blood and stained his hands. But he didn't take it seriously: "I haven't seen what you look like?"

"You...!" Her face flushed even more, and she couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground, not knowing whether it was embarrassment or something.

His legs were weak and weak, he changed into clean underwear and sanitary napkins under his care, and was hugged back to the bed by him. "You take a rest first," he poured her a cup of brown sugar water again, "I'll sit here and tell me if I feel uncomfortable."

Her lower abdomen still hurts badly, but she feels relieved when she hears his voice.

She nodded slightly, and then fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept for this time, and when I woke up, my lower abdomen still had a dull pain, but the pain was not as severe as before.

Lu Shifeng is not by his side. This is a suite. She guessed that he was probably outside. She sat up from the bed with support, hastily adjusted her skirt, and opened the door to look for him outside.

He really is outside.

However, he was not alone.

He was sitting on the sofa by the window in a suit and leather shoes. Opposite him sat two other middle-aged men in the same suit and leather shoes, with briefcases of good quality on their sides, and they were talking to him.

Hearing the noise, the three men all turned to look.

Su Xingyu didn't expect such a scene, and was a little embarrassed for a while: "Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you."

"Is it better?" Lu Shifeng asked lightly, with the expression on his face unchanged.

"Okay, much better," she said.

"Go to bed again," Lu Shifeng said, "I have something else to do. I'll check out at noon for dinner when it's done."

Seeing that he seemed to be discussing business matters, Su Xingyu nodded obediently and went back inside. The two middle-aged men on the sofa over there looked like sleepwalking, God, what did they see, Master Lu hiding a woman in the hotel suite? !

Early in the morning, go to bed again...

This situation is too confusing.