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There is a feeling of heat and distension in the lower abdomen.

Fu Yuan looked down.

really.

No wonder she felt sleepy and wanted to lose her temper tonight; her damn period came at such a perfect time.

The dinner was almost over and the guests had started to leave one after another. Yan Yan waited for about half an hour before he saw Fu Yuan coming from the direction of the bathroom.

The suit jacket she had been wearing before was now on her body. The slender girl wrapped herself tightly in the man's suit, looking like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

Yan Yan's expression changed slightly and he went forward to meet him.

"What's wrong?" He looked down from the girl's face, "Are you feeling unwell?"

She had been gone for quite a while, and her expression looked a little unnatural.

Being stared at by him with such a concerned and serious look, Fu Yuan was really embarrassed to say anything. She shook her head and took the man's arm and said, "Let's go."

"Okay, wait for me a moment."

After saying that, the man quickly walked to a waiter in front and whispered something to her. The waiter nodded and quickly retrieved the down jacket that Fu Yuan had previously deposited.

"Extend your hand."

When she put on the down jacket and heard Yan Yan's voice in her ears, Fu Yuan came back to her senses and obediently reached out to put on one sleeve at a time.

Her hands were very cold, and the man naturally held both of her hands in his palms and squeezed them, as if to feel the temperature. Then he took one of her hands, not in a way of interlocking their fingers, but with an open, warm palm, and wrapped her hand tightly in his own.

The other hand was not left alone either, as he stuffed a very delicate and small hot water bottle into it.

Fu Yuan was led out of the venue by the hand. Her brain was still a little slow to react. She looked at her tightly clenched left hand, and then at the hot water bottle in her right hand.

Help her put on her clothes and cover her hands.

He seemed to be taking care of a child.

"Yan Yan." Fu Yuan tilted her head to look at him, "Don't you never have physical contact with the opposite sex?"

"Yeah." Yan Yan responded, indicating that she was right.

"If other girls see this," Fu Yuan leaned her head a little closer to him, "they will definitely pursue you even more crazily."

If he wasn't so cold and abstinent, why would the girls who admired him be so restrained? They thought he liked the reserved and reserved ladies, and they were afraid that their abruptness would leave a bad impression on him.

Fu Yuan was kindly reminding him that he didn't need to take such good care of himself and should pay attention to his image when he was outside, so as not to ruin his image.

However, Yan Yan did not appreciate her kindness. He held her big hand without relaxing at all and replied with words that were very inconsistent with his character.

He said: "I have legs, they chase me, I will run."

Fu Yuan's pupils shrank and she forgot to respond.

Qin Qi drove the car to the door and saw the two people walking out hand in hand with an aunt's smile on their faces: "Mr. Yan, Miss Fu Yuan, good evening."

At the end, an interjection was used, and the ending sound was even dragged a little.

Fu Yuan immediately looked at Yan Yan with a puzzled look and asked him why Mr. Qin was acting so strange.

Yan Yan curled his lips, said nothing, and just reached out to straighten the small flower hairpin that was tilted to her temple.

The two sat together in the back seat.

Men's body temperature is naturally much higher than women's, so Fu Yuan's hands soon became hot.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Yan Yan suddenly leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Fu Yuan was stunned, thinking of how he had wrapped himself up thickly before coming out and had been covering her hands, so she asked the waiter for a hot water bottle.

"how do you know……"

She clearly didn't say anything and didn't show anything unusual, right?

Seeing her surprised look, Yan Yan chuckled, and then whispered to the girl in a curious look:

"Because you rarely have that kind of embarrassing expression in front of me, and you wore my clothes when you came back. Girls are more afraid of the cold during their menstrual period, so I guessed it."

"Oh." Fu Yuan held the hot water bottle in both hands and answered his question, "I'm not in pain, I just feel sleepy these days."

"Then go back and have a good sleep." The man gently reached out and stroked her hair.

It seemed that after his birthday, he seemed to become more and more accustomed to doing these intimate little actions towards her, and no longer kept a safe distance from her as before.

But his lost and hurt expression that day is still vivid in my mind.

"Yan Yan." Fu Yuan turned her body and looked at him face to face and said, "Do you believe what I told you last time?"

The story about how his name was Yan Jiuting in his previous life, and she killed him in her previous life, so now she came to him to atone for her sins.

Yan Yan wanted to convince himself, but it was difficult.

"You know what? Actually, I was in a trance just now. I almost couldn't tell whether it was the past or the present."

Fu Yuan lowered her eyes and looked at her hands: "A long time ago, when I didn't know anything, you helped me put on clothes, covered my hands, and taught me how to write."

"And there's that sentence, if they chase you, you'll run away." Fu Yuan suddenly laughed, "You've said exactly the same thing before."

The girl in front of him was looking at him and smiling, but Yan Yan seemed to be possessed again, and another face crying sadly and desperately appeared in front of him.

He asked subconsciously: "Did you look the same as you do now?"

"Not at all." Fu Yuan shook her head, not realizing how shocking her words were. "This face belongs to Pei Wuhua. The original me... may be dead."

After the last conversation, Yan Yan's acceptance level has obviously improved. Hearing this, there was no excessive surprise on his face. He was just quite touched when he heard the girl say that she was dead.

"If," he just assumed, not wanting to admit it, "if I really was that person, why do you know everything and I don't remember anything?"

"Because this is your reincarnation after many reincarnations, and I just found you." The girl's tone was full of self-blame. She lowered her head, her knuckles clenched white.

"If it weren't for those damn gods who kept obstructing me, I would have found you earlier and you wouldn't have suffered so much."

She spoke the following sentence in a very soft voice, as if she was talking to herself.

Yan Yan didn't hear the whole thing, but he could feel the extremely low air pressure around her. Even Qin Qi, who was driving in front, muttered in confusion, "Why is it suddenly so cold?"

"Fu Yuan."

Her emotions suddenly became very unstable, Yan Yan reached out and hugged her, comforting her gently: "It's okay, don't think about it anymore, I'm by your side now."

The girl in his arms was quiet for a long time, and suddenly called out softly, "Master."

Yan Yan was startled, then he sighed softly and hugged her tighter: "I'm here."