Chapter 31 A Cup of Milk Tea

My stomach hurts more and more. This kind of pain can only be understood by women. Sometimes the pain can really make a woman roll on the floor and make her feel worse than death. Even a strong woman cannot bear it.

She exhaled softly, covered her stomach with one hand, and walked forward with difficulty.

She thought that she would take a taxi back when she got to the city. At this time, cold sweat broke out on her forehead from time to time. It was dried by the wind, but it started again, and the pain in her lower abdomen was still there. Now, there seems to be no pause for every minute.

The set was not in the city, so there was no other way except using her own legs to move. She was not Yan Huan, who was a movie queen in her previous life. She was now just a silent stand-in.

She finally walked to the city, but she was covered in cold sweat from the pain. She couldn't even take another step. She found a rest chair, sat on it, and held her stomach hard. It hurt. Want to cry.

Gently, she sniffed her nose, and finally forced back the tears that came out of her eyes. Well, she didn't cry, she didn't cry.

She hugged her belly tightly and endured the pain, but she knew that it would never pass, and the constant pain almost made her shrink back.

She thought that if she had a cup of hot water, a medicine, and a bed at this time, maybe she would be much better. But unfortunately, for her, this place has no relatives, no connections, and no worries.

"Here you go," suddenly, a mature yet husky voice came, making her stunned, and tears rolled down her face without realizing it.

"This is……"

"Take it," a cup was placed in front of her.

She instinctively reached out and took it. The cup was very warm. It was a cup of pearl milk tea, and it was still very hot to the touch.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and the corners of her eyes became wet. Then there was a beeping sound, and her tears fell into the milk tea in her hand.

She brought the cup in front of her and drank it in sips. There was the sound of footsteps leaving beside her, and then it became farther and farther away and became fainter. She raised her face, then turned around, and saw that the man had already He has walked a long way, but it can still be seen that he has a very straight back and a pair of long legs wrapped in suit pants.

He was tall and well built, but also seemed inaccessible. .

"Lu Yi..."

She murmured softly, and the man turned his face sideways, with a slightly calm face. Even though he was bathed in the sun, he was extremely cold.

It's him, it's really him.

She remembered his voice, his breath, and actually also remembered his preferences.

Lu Yi's hobbies are actually quite strange. He doesn't like drinking coffee or drinking milk, but he really likes drinking milk tea.

Well, actually, she also likes it.

A cup of warm milk tea warms the stomach and soul.

Once again, she put the cup between her lips, and then drank it one sip after another. It was obvious that the milk tea warmed her stomach, but it seemed that even her lower abdomen also warmed up. Then, It doesn't hurt that much anymore.

With a thud, she threw the cup into the trash can on the side, then stood up, put her hands on her eyes, blocking the light that was too dazzling at this time, and then walked towards her step by step. Home walking.

Finally, the door opened.

Yi Ling ran out.