Are the cv goddesses together?

This was a very harmonious and beautiful moment, but in the next second, Jiang Xin felt a sudden pain in her lower abdomen.

Then, an obvious gasp sounded in the quiet air, and it reached Qiao Ling's ear through voice.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xin frowned, endured the pain and tried to keep her voice steady: "It's okay...I feel a little uncomfortable suddenly, it will be fine later."

"Uncomfortable?" Qiao Ling heard the weak voice on the other side, guessing, "Is it dysmenorrhea?"

Teacher Jiang, who was in a burst of pain, was a little less conscious.

"Hmm...it should be...Last month seems to be these few days."

"like?"

Qiao Ling pursed her lips, her expression a little serious.

This little girl is an adult, why can't she take good care of herself...

"...if...remember correctly..."

The pain from the lower abdomen became more and more intense, Jiang Xin gritted her teeth and even spoke intermittently.

"Okay, don't talk." Qiao Ling interrupted Teacher Jiang's forced answer, and continued: "Now go drink some brown sugar water and apply hot water to it... If it doesn't work, take some painkillers. "

"If there are other people in the family, she can help."

Mr. Qiao added that he was ready to leave the room to take care of Jiang Xin.

Unexpectedly, a certain little girl directly rejected Goddess Ling's proposal: "It's okay...don't bother her with such a small matter...I can just lie down and be fine..."

"And... judging from my roommate's healthy biological clock... maybe she's already asleep..."

......

Teacher, do you have any misunderstandings about your roommate?

Now at this point in time...

It was still a few minutes before she slept clearly.

After hearing this, Qiao Ling knew that Jiang Xin would definitely not take the initiative to come to her, so she simply changed the method: "Then you go and pour a cup of hot water now, it's best to soak some brown sugar, and then lie down and rest later."

"I'll hang up the voice call first, and I must remember to drink plenty of hot water."

Mr. Qiao specifically told Jiang Xin to remember to quickly hang up the voice after receiving the hot water to drink, and picked up the water cup that was quietly placed aside with two-thirds of the warm water left to go out of the room to meet Mr. Jiang by chance.

However, on the other side, Jiang Xin, who was inexplicably hung up on the voice call by Goddess Ling, couldn't quite understand the sudden "straight man" operation on Lingling Qixian, and was full of doubts.

How do you feel that Lingling is extraordinarily straight tonight...

Not only asked her to drink more hot water, but also hung up the phone first.

This rush to hang up the voice is like some kind of irresponsible scumbag behavior.

At least tell some small stories to divert her attention and comfort her wounded heart...

Even telling bad jokes is fine.

Jiang Xin thought like this... For a moment, her heart was occupied by a slight sense of loss, but the pain that swept over her quickly overwhelmed the loss, making her unable to continue thinking so much, and her attention was quickly shifted to the pain on the part.

Jiang Xin frowned, and finally decided to listen to Lingling Qixian's advice—go out of the room to fetch hot water.

On the other side, Qiao Ling walked from her room to the water dispenser at an unusually slow pace, and stayed for a while on the way, quietly waiting for Jiang Xin to come out of another room.

I have to say that Mr. Qiao's time card is really perfect.

Because when Jiang Xin came out with a water glass, she happened to be able to see Qiao Ling, who was wearing thin clothes, standing beside the water dispenser to receive water. of water.

Do a full play.

At this moment, Qiao Ling didn't seem to notice Mr. Jiang who was approaching, but focused on observing the water level in her water glass.

She didn't raise her head until the glass was filled with water, as if she had just seen Jiang Xin.

"Why isn't Teacher Jiang still asleep?"

......

Mr. Qiao, Health Preservation...Shouldn't I be asking you this?

Jiang Xin held back the pain, squeezed her own hand hard, and said, "Mr. Qiao...hasn't slept yet?"

"I'm going to get some water..."

From the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Xin's little movement of pinching her hands, and Qiao Ling's eyes changed slightly.

She glanced at Jiang Xin who was standing up straight with the pain, and thoughtfully turned her body to the side, and made room for Teacher Jiang to catch the water, and said softly, "You don't seem to be looking well."

"Well... Auntie's first day... Just be patient..."

Jiang Xin turned her head to Mr. Qiao and twitched the corners of her mouth, forcing out a smile, her face was unconcealably pale.

Qiao Ling looked at Jiang Xin and frowned, apparently not agreeing with what Teacher Jiang said just now: "Auntie should take good care of herself."

"If you just endure it, how can the dysmenorrhea be cured?"

"And...if I remember correctly, Mr. Jiang seemed to be sitting in the living room and eating a bowl of ice powder last night?"

Qiao Ling looked directly at Jiang Xin's twinkling eyes, as if she could sense her inner thoughts.

Accidentally met Mr. Qiao's deep and scrutinizing eyes, Jiang Xin felt a little guilty, and began to dodge his eyes.

However, despite this difficult situation, she still persistently stretched out a hand, weakly made a gesture of the number two, and corrected: "Cough...it's not a bowl of ice powder...it's... ..two bowls."

This scene can be described as very inspirational, successfully showing Mr. Qiao what it means to truly not die if you don't die.

......

Looking at Teacher Jiang who was earnestly correcting mistakes, Qiao Ling almost laughed angrily at her.

The second half of the sentence that was not finished just now was blocked by Jiang Xin's "two bowls of ice powder". In desperation, Qiao Ling gave up the devious strategy, took the cup in Jiang Xin's hand naturally, and said bluntly: "Mr. Jiang, sit on the sofa."

? ? ? ? ?

Jiang Xin who was robbed of the cup was a little dazed, and didn't understand the direction of the plot...

...Mr. Qiao, how can you grab the glass just because I ate an extra bowl of ice powder? !

"That...Qiao Ling...I'll do it myself..."

Jiang Xin looked at the expressionless Mr. Qiao tentatively, and discussed with her weakly.

However, Mr. Qiao, who was focused on receiving the water, did not waver at all. From the indifferent voice of Yu Jie, it could be heard that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

"Go and sit on the sofa."

"Oh..."

Hearing Qiao Ling's decisive tone when she said this, Jiang Xin took a peek at the other party, and found that her expression was unpredictable... she didn't dare to continue to refute.

Qiao Ling's terrifying tone...

Why does it look like she has come to be a big aunt.

Jiang Xin complained silently in her heart while still being honest, and obediently walked towards the sofa.

Seeing Mr. Jiang finally sitting obediently on the sofa, Qiao Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression eased a lot.

After receiving the water, Mr. Qiao took out an appropriate amount of brown sugar and ginger from the kitchen, soaked them in the water glass before handing them to Jiang Xin.

Seeing that Mr. Jiang who got the cup tended to hide in the room again, Qiao Ling quickly controlled Jiang Xin and pressed her on the sofa, "I will go in later. Sit down and don't move."

The soft long hair gently brushed against Jiang Xin's cheek, and the cold fragrance rushed over her face.

So close... She could even feel Qiao Ling's warm breath.

At this time, the pain in Jiang Xin's lower abdomen was no longer so obvious, but the numb itching took over the upper part.

At the same time, before Teacher Jiang could react, Qiao Ling's exquisite collarbone and tightly closed lips came into view inadvertently, and her unsteady mind began to shake again.

This Bidong posture... is really ambiguous.

Jiang Xin gritted her teeth, tried her best to put aside the distracting thoughts in her heart, and then looked at the condescending Qiao Ling with vigilance: "Mr. Qiao, what are you going to do?"

"I'm...a decent person..."

Teacher Jiang took a deep breath, and the word "integrity" was written all over her slightly flushed face. Only her slightly trembling voice revealed her flustered mood.

Noticing the nervous breathing of the little girl in front of her, Qiao Ling smiled, and tapped Jiang Xin's head lightly with her fingers, "Huh? Serious person? What does Mr. Jiang think about all day long?"

"Don't move, I'll get you a hot water bottle."

"Ah good..."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Qiao..."

Realizing that she had completely misunderstood Qiao Ling's intentions, Jiang Xin was a little embarrassed, and sat quietly on the sofa without raising any objections.

Seeing that Jiang Xin finally got rid of the idea of ​​retreating into the room, Qiao Ling left the living room in peace, found the painkiller and the hot water bottle, and then filled the hot water bottle with hot water.

After doing these things, she walked up to Jiang Xin again, handed the hot water bottle and painkiller to Mr. Jiang, and at the same time patiently told her: "The hot water bottle can be placed on the lower abdomen to warm it up, and the painkiller has side effects. Don’t eat it as a last resort, drink more brown sugar water if it hurts. Get a good rest at night and don’t catch a cold.”

Qiao Ling was very focused when explaining the matter, Jiang Xin looked at Mr. Qiao with a serious face in front of him... a little touched in his heart.

Unexpectedly...Qiao Ling looks so indifferent on the surface, but she is quite meticulous when taking care of others.

Also, this feeling of being cared for and cared for seems to be okay.

As Jiang Xin thought about it, warmth filled her heart, and the next second she heard Mr. Qiao say in a teasing tone: "Okay, I'm done. Seriously, Mr. Jiang, you can go back to your room now."

......

Mr. Qiao, do you hold grudges like this?

Jiang Xin heard that Qiao Ling was joking about the "little misunderstanding" that happened on the sofa just now, and she could only forcefully explain: "That...Mr. Qiao...I just misunderstood you. Because of this, the mood swings are a little bit big..."

"Actually, I'm not in such a hurry to go back to my room..."

Jiang Xin said this to Qiao Ling, trying to restore the little bit of dignity left, but Mr. Qiao himself has already seen through everything.

Well, I don't know who just glanced at his door every ten seconds.

She was afraid that others would not see her desire to escape from the living room.

Hearing Teacher Jiang's feeble excuse, Qiao Ling didn't expose her on the spot, but made a joke casually.

"Then... Teacher Jiang doesn't plan to go back to the room now, does he want to have a long talk with me all night?"

The silent air seemed to be dyed suddenly, and clusters of faint small sparks quietly exploded.

Jiang Xin just stepped out of a dangerous vortex, and in the blink of an eye, she found herself bumped into another beautiful vortex.

Qiao Ling is talking...

There are traps everywhere.

Meeting Mr. Qiao's eyes, Jiang Xin tightened his hands covering the hot water bottle, pretending to be calm, and said, "No, talking all night too much will affect work. Tomorrow is a working day, Mr. Qiao should go to bed early."

Looking at the little girl in front of her who was trying to arm herself with calmness, Qiao Ling raised the corners of her lips and stopped teasing her.

"Okay, what Teacher Jiang said is right. Then I'll go back to my room first."

"Good night."

After saying this, Mr. Qiao really turned around and walked into the room.

Xu Shi didn't expect Qiao Ling to be so obedient, Jiang Xin was a little surprised.

The air suddenly fell into silence. Seeing the figure of the woman walking away, she felt an unaccustomed feeling inexplicably... It seemed that there was a soft place, and a small piece was emptied in an instant.

Ignoring this vague and strange psychology, Jiang Xin sat quietly for a while, and then walked back to the room with the things Qiao Ling had prepared for her.

The long night was silent, and the shy crescent moon in the distance peeked out from between the clouds, casting soft light.