Qin Mo frowned, still pulling her up, but soon his eyes stopped...

He Huan's white skirt was stained with a small red blood stain.

She is... Qin Mo quickly understood.

He Huan is 14 years old. She is on her period.

Qin Mo is a few years older than her, but he can only be regarded as a teenager, and his brave face is a little red.

So did He Huan, her face flushed and staring at him, her mouth pursed into a straight line.

She stared at him with a low voice: "Turn around, don't peek."

At this time, he recovered and quickly took off his coat and put it on her.

With his height of 182, the coat was draped over her shoulders directly to the knees, and the clothes were dark, there was no problem at all.

He Huan has a thin face and wants to refuse, but she is very uncomfortable now, her belly is swollen, and she still feels a little pain...

Qin Mo's voice is low; "If you leave, it will get dark, I will accompany you to buy...that."

"Don't say it." He Huan stared at him, but walked in front, her little appearance was a little arrogant.

But what Qin Mo likes is her.

There are many good-looking girls in their school, but Qin Mo never takes them seriously. The only thing he likes to see is He Huan. Everyone in the school knows that He Huan is under his cover, and no one dares to fight. He Huan's idea.

In matters of men and women, he and Ye Muyun are actually somewhat similar. The difference is that Xueer did not dare to talk back, fearing that his eldest brother would have a hard time, and He Huan... it was his face that he was afraid of seeing He Huan.

Qin Mo dragged He Huan's hand and dragged her out of the school without caring about others' eyes.

He Huan refused to take the car, for fear of leaving something on the car, it was even more embarrassing.

Qin Mo looked at the GM hotel in front and sighed, "I'll get a room, you can deal with it in it, and when we are done, we will go home."

He Huan looked at him: "Then you buy that for me."

Qin Mo laughed. He dragged her and walked very slowly with her.

After a while, he asked her softly: "Is the stomach uncomfortable?"

He Huan glanced at him: "What do you think?"

Qin Mo laughed, "I may not have the opportunity to feel this pain, but...I can make you more comfortable."

As he said, he picked her up.

He Huan screamed, attracting many people on the road to look sideways. Qin Mo smiled: "My sister! ’

"I'm not your sister." He Huan gritted his teeth.

Qin Mo smiled a little more happily, "Then change it. How about the future wife?"

He Huan's face was flushed, and his little hand raised and slapped him: "You let me go."

He didn't let go.

She struggled, but when she struggled, her stomach hurts. He Huan was so angry that she stared at him.

Qin Mo still felt distressed, with a low voice: "It hurts?"

"What do you mean?" She grinned her teeth and asked him, and then put her small face on his shoulder and ignored him.

Small appearance, as always arrogant.

Qin Mo smiled and squeezed her cheek with one hand, "I'll be here in a while."

He Huan snorted again, but still ignored him.

Qin Mo just left on his own, and soon arrived at the GM Hotel. Because of his special status, he quickly opened a presidential suite, took He Huan in, and then called the waiter to bring the sanitary napkins.

He Huan listened in the sidelines, feeling a little embarrassed.

Qin Mo hung up the phone and smiled at her: "It will be done in a while."