Chapter 520: Chapter 519 Considerate (1)
Bo Yan noticed that Xia Siyu seed proud of what she had said, but her complexion didn’t look good. She was frowning, bending over, as if enduring sothing.
“You got your period?” Bo Yan asked, recognizing what was happening in a second.
No wonder she had been so irritable lately, and eating so much. Hormonal fluctuations before nstruation could indeed make one both irritable and hungry, couldn’t they?
Xia Siyu didn’t say anything and just clutched her lower abdon as she went to the restroom.
Bo Yan waited at the door for a long ti, but Xia Siyu didn’t co out for a while.
He slightly furrowed his brows and, after pondering for a mont, knocked on the door, “Are you okay?”
There was no response from inside, so Bo Yan didn’t wait at the door but turned back to boil so water. After waiting a while longer, Xia Siyu finally ca out. It was then that Bo Yan noticed she had put on thick clothing, clearly feeling very cold.
It used to be that Xia Siyu didn’t feel pain during her periods. Back when they were dating, she would still be jumping around and even eating ice cream. Even in the dead of winter, she dressed quite lightly, nothing like her current condition.
“Wait a sec,” Bo Yan said as he motioned with his hand and then picked her up in a horizontal carry. Siyu was startled for a mont; the restroom was outside, and they were now in the yard. Although everyone else was asleep, what if the hoowner woke up and saw them?
The owner didn’t seem like the kind to go around talking, or even if they did, it wasn’t certain that people outside would see or hear. But Siyu still felt a bit concerned.
“Don’t move, you only get this treatnt when you’re sick. Otherwise, I couldn’t be bothered to serve you.”
She was about to retort, “Bullshit, you’re the most eager when it’s ti to eat at, let alone carrying —you would carry on your head if needed.”
“You can still talk back, so it seems you’re not feeling too bad,” Bo Yan said with a smile curving his lips. Then he lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head with his chin, whispering, “If I can’t even carry my own woman in public, what kind of man would I be?”
Siyu was stunned for a mont before Bo Yan had already carried her into the room, using his heel to close the door behind them. He quickly walked over, placed her on the kang bed, and covered her with the quilt.
Once the water was ready, he poured so into a cup to let it cool down and even took a sip himself to make sure it wasn’t too hot before giving it to her. Siyu wasn’t very impressed, “I have dicine in my suitcase, give that.”
Bo Yan did as she requested, opening the suitcase to find painkillers. Xia Siyu grew up abroad, where many people first take painkillers when they’re sick rather than anti-inflammatory dicine as in China. In theory, taking painkillers in moderation is fine and much better than antibiotics. But painkillers only relieve symptoms and not the cause, and the pain would return next ti.
Siyu didn’t think much about it and snatched the dicine from his hand, quickly taking it. Bo Yan frowned, “When did you start feeling pain? I rember you weren’t like this before.”
Although they had been married for three years, they had really only slept together now. And as entertainers often away on business, they hardly had a long period of living together, so it was only now that he was discovering this.
“Oh, it’s nothing much,” Siyu said quite calmly after taking the dicine and sipping the warm water, feeling much relieved, “It was during the shooting of my first film. I was still a newcor then and didn’t dare to offend the director. Whatever they asked for, I did. There was a scene where I had to jump into the water during my period, and I had no choice but to keep jumping into the water, all day long. I didn’t feel anything at the ti, but the next ti it ca, it was like this.”
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