His deep and sexy voice fell into Janice’s ears, and she felt like her heart was tickled.
She even felt that her heart had been thrown into chaos by Christopher.
She lowered her head and gave a subtle nod of agreent.
Christopher chuckled and carried her upstairs.
Step by step, seeing the bedroom door getting closer and closer, Janice’s heart could not help beating faster.
When they walked past the door, she nervously reached out and grabbed the door fra.
Seeing this, Christopher stretched out one hand and slowly separated her fingers one by one.
Watching the door close, Janice couldn’t help covering her face with her hand. "Can you turn off the lights?"
She didn’t feel brave enough to be looked at by him.
Christopher answered her request by turning off the light as soon as he entered the room.
The room suddenly beca dark, and only moonlight stread in from the window.
She could barely see his vague figure swaying in front of her eyes.
After a long ti, the tension in the room rose little by little, and their breathing beca heavier.
Suddenly, there was a shout in the darkness.
With a snap, the light was turned on.
There was a little sweat on Christopher’s forehead as he stared at Janice’s face with concern.
"What’s wrong?"
Janice frowned. "My... my stomach hurts."
She said pitifully.
Christopher frowned and stared at her helplessly. "Janice, don’t find an excuse."
Janice blinked her big eyes in tears. "It really hurts. I have to go to the bathroom."
She didn’t look like she was putting on an act, so Christopher quickly let go of her.
Janice had no ti to be shy. She threw on a top and rushed to the bathroom.
When she entered the bathroom and saw the bright red, she instantly understood.
It turned out that her period had arrived.
She forgot that it was the day of her period.
She was still planning...
Janice felt an impulse to slap herself to death.
Christopher waited at the door for a long ti, but he didn’t see Janice co out. He was a little anxious. Just now, he saw Janice’s painful look. Did sothing happen to her?
Thinking of this, he couldn’t wait any longer. He walked over and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Janice, what’s wrong with you? You’ve been in there for so long."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door opened.
Janice ca out of the room, her face flushing white and red. She looked into Christopher’s concerned eyes. She lowered her head and said weakly, "I... It’s here."
"It?" Christopher didn’t quite understand.
"Yes, it."
Janice bit her lip.
Christopher stared at her expression and suddenly understood.
A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face. "Do you need to go to the hospital?" After all, she looked to be in so much pain just now.
Janice shook her head. "My stomach just hurts a little. I’ll be fine in a while."
Hearing her words, Christopher reached out to hold her. He helped her sit down on the bed and said, "I’ll get you a glass of water."
Janice nodded. Looking at the rumpled bed-sheets, she felt very depressed. It was not easy for her to overco her fear, but now her period ca to make trouble.
After a while, Christopher ca back and handed a glass of hot water to Janice. He watched her drink the water and asked, "Is the pain still very bad?" Janice said, "It’s just a little painful."
Christopher was a little worried. "Why don’t I send you to the hospital? It’s not normal for you to be in pain."
...
Janice shook his head. "No, it hurts every ti it cos. I’ll be fine after sleeping for a while."
Seeing that she insisted, Christopher didn’t force her anymore. He helped Janice lie down on the bed and reached out to gently rub her lower abdon to relieve her pain.
The warm big hand touched her lower abdon. Janice felt the warmth, and she was touched.
"I... I’m fine. You can sleep too."
After such a long ti, he should be tired too.
Janice thought to herself.
Christopher shook his head. "Go to sleep first. I’ll sleep when you’re no longer in pain."
He insisted.
Janice did not say anything more. The discomfort in her belly made her too busy to care much about other things.
She nodded and slowly closed her eyes.
Christopher sat beside her and stared at her sleeping face.
Janice’s sleeping face was not peaceful. Occasionally, she would frown slightly because of the cramps in her abdon.
Christopher sat by the side and watched, feeling a little distressed.
After thinking for a while, he was still a little worried, so he got up and called Daniel.
In the night club, Daniel was having fun. When he heard Christopher’s question, he gritted his teeth and said, "It’s late at night. Did you call for this?"
Christopher listened to Daniel’s grumbling and frowned. "Well, you majored in dicine?"
Daniel was speechless. He had studied dicine, but he had never practiced. He had already forgotten all the knowledge he had learned.
But on second thought, even if he had forgotten everything, he was still better than Chris, who knew nothing.
So he said, "Well. Do you have hot water bottle at ho? If you don’t, you can put a hot towel on her lower abdon to relieve the pain."
Christopher hung up the phone and followed Daniel’s advice and went to the bathroom to prepare a hot towel.
In order not to wake Janice up, his movents were very light. He changed the towel
and applied it several tis in succession, and Janice’s eyebrows finally relaxed a little.
The next day, Janice woke up, feeling much better. She glanced at the bed as usual, only to find Christopher was still sleeping.
Janice felt a little strange. Usually, Christopher would wake up before her. Why was he still sleeping today?
But she suddenly rembered that when she was sleeping in a daze last night, she had felt warmth on her stomach.
Could it be that Christopher had given her a hot compress?
No wonder she felt much better when she woke up in the morning.
Thinking of this, she looked at the sleeping Christopher and felt touched.
He was always able to give her warmth when she was most upset.
Janice recalled Christopher had been taking care of her since they were together. She was moved and couldn’t help but slowly creep closer to him and kiss him on the cheek.
She must have done so good deeds in her previous life for her to et such a good person.
Janice was thinking this thought, and just as she was about to get up, a big hand grabbed her arm tightly.
"You stole a kiss." Christopher suddenly opened his eyes.
Caught off guard, Janice’s gaze t his. Caught in the act, her face turned red.
"No, you must have had a dream."
She couldn’t help but argue.
Christopher smiled and glanced at her lower abdon. "Does your stomach still hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt anymore," Janice said, her eyes a little wet. "Did you help put a hot compress on my belly last night?"
Christopher didn’t deny it. "Do I get a reward?" He narrowed his eyes aningfully. "Yes." Janice pursed her lips and smiled.
...
"What reward?" He rested his head on his arm and stared at her curiously.
Janice’s cheeks turned even redder.
"A kiss."
With that, she quickly kissed Christopher’s lips, leapt, and ran away.
By the ti Christopher returned to his senses, Janice had already run away. He touched the lingering feeling on his lips and laughed out loud.
Today was the second recording of the show. Although there had been a rehearsal yesterday, Janice was still a little nervous, especially since she was on her period, she felt even more uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the show was successfully recorded.
On her way backstage, Janice received complints from her colleagues.
"Janice, good show today."
"Thank you."
"I’m sure you won’t have to redo it this ti."
"Thank you, I hope you’re right."
"Janice, keep it up."
Director Vern suddenly stepped forward and said.
Janice was flattered. Last ti, it was Director Vern and Denise who had requested to record again.
"Thank you for your guidance, Director Vern."
Janice thanked everyone one by one. Because of the discomfort in her lower abdon, she was headed back to the lounge to rest.
But Denise walked over and stood in front of her.
When Janice saw Denise, she thought of how her colleagues had praised her. Janice wanted to share the good news, however, she still waited for Denise to speak.
Denise’s words dampened her spirits. "Janice, you can’t be in this horrible state." Janice was stunned.
She had thought Denise would praise her like the others, but she didn’t expect that she would say that she was horrible.
What was wrong with her?
Although she was on her period today and felt very uncomfortable, she was not affected by it during the audition. She could guarantee that she was in her best condition.
So she didn’t understand why Denise would say that.
"Director Kelshore, is there anything wrong? Just now, Director Vern and the others said..."
"Don’t use Director Vern to pressure ."
Denise interrupted her
Janice felt a little wronged. She had no intention of using Director Vern to pressure her.
"Director Kelshore, I didn’t an that. I..."
"Anyway, I haven’t approved the video yet, so you have to continue recording."
After Denise finished speaking, she turned around and left, not even giving Janice a chance to explain.
She stood there, staring at Denise’s back as she left. All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain, and she couldn’t care less. She quickly held her lower abdon and ran to the bathroom.
When she ca out of the bathroom, she t Benjamin in the corridor. Benjamin saw that her face was a little pale, so he stopped her. "Janice, what’s wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"
Janice shook her head. She did not have the energy to deal with Benjamin so she pressed her stomach and continued walking forward.
Benjamin followed her worriedly, only to see that there was a burst of activity of the set.
He rembered that the trial recording had ended a few days ago, and the official recording date had not yet arrived. Why was it so busy here?
He found a crew mber and asked, "What’s going on?"
"Director Taylor, the re-recording was ordered by Director Kelshore."
"Re-recording?"
Benjamin was surprised. Wasn’t the last recording a good one? Why was there a need to re-record? He glanced at Janice’s pale face not far away, then turned and walked towards Denise’s office.
"Director Kelshore, why does the show require another recording?"
Denise was making a phone call. When she saw Benjamin walking in, she hung up the phone and looked at him.
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