Chapter 122: Gentle Reappearance

"Pain... It hurts... Husband, I'm so painful..."

The cold demon, who is already in a semi-coma, just whispered unconsciously.

"Cold demon?! Little demon! What's your pain? Tell me, tell me!"

Han Chenyu was really panicked. He quickly squatted down, shook her anxiously, and examined her whole body to know why she was in pain.

Well, he admitted that he was indeed nervous about this woman, but just because her sins had not been redeemed, he did not allow her to do anything.

In his heart, Han Chenyu found a perfect excuse for his concern for Leng Xiaoyao's behavior.

"Where does it hurt? Can you tell me? Little demon!"

Han Chenyu asked Leng Xiaoyao for a while. Suddenly, he found that her hands were covering his abdomen tightly and immediately carried her to **. His handsome face was full of anxiety and heartache.

"Is it painful here? Tell me, don't you?"

Touching the abdomen of the cold demon, Han Chenyu opened his mouth eagerly.

The cold little demon model vaguely felt that someone rushed in to hold himself to **, and asked himself painfully if he had lower abdominal pain. His nose was sore, and tears flowed out.

Isn't this a dream? It must be!

It's like his husband's voice. He hasn't been so worried about himself for a long time. He is nervous. He must still love himself.

"Hmm... Husband..... Pain"

She said this to Han Chenyu coquettishly. Leng Xiaoyao wanted to open her eyes to see him clearly, but unfortunately, the great pain made her lose her strength.

Han Chenyu heard this and quickly took off her trousers. He couldn't help laughing and heartbroken.

He thought something had happened to her body. It turned out that the period was coming. That's good, that's good! But hasn't her dysmenorrhea been recuperate for a long time? How could it be like this?

However, as long as it's not a serious illness, it doesn't matter. With a sigh of relief, Han Chenyu didn't realize that he was sweating coldly. He gently covered the cold demon with a quilt and approached her ear and said gently, "I'll bring you a hot water bag right away. Be good, put up with it."

"Pain..... Whoo..... It hurts"

How Leng Xiaoyao hopes that this is a beautiful dream. Her husband loves her so much and cares about her. If she can continue like this, she would rather be so painful every day!

"The hot water bag is coming. Hold it well. I'm going to change the sanitary napkin for you now."

Put the hot water bag on the cold demon's lower abdomen, and Han Chenyu spread the sanitary napkin, put it on his underwear, and then put it on her.

The warmth brought by the hot water bag drove away the cold air in the lower abdomen, and the cold little demon's frown unfolded and fell asleep vaguely.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face of the cold little demon, Han Chenyu was relieved. He sat by the bed and looked at her quietly. He couldn't help reaching out to touch this face he missed every day.

No, Han Chenyu, what are you doing! Why do you miss her?! She abandoned you and this family. Isn't she just dysmenorrhea? You are so nervous. Have you forgotten who your mother died for? Have you forgotten all this?

Just as Han Chenyu was uncontrollably trying to bow his head and kiss the cold demon, these warnings suddenly popped up in his mind. He stood up in horror and took a few steps back. He forced himself to return to coldness and ruthlessness. This woman was not worthy of his sympathy, let alone being good to her!

Yes, that's right, she should be tortured and punished!

Han Chenyu kept warning himself, trying to convince himself, until his mother's eyes and angry expression came to his mind again. He knew that he should no longer pity this woman, but punish her.

Thinking like this, Han Chenyu no longer looked at the sleeping cold demon, turned around and opened the door and went out. He couldn't let her control her heart anymore!

Leng Xiaoyao felt that he had a very beautiful dream. In his dream, Han Chenyu still spoiled her, loved her, and even helped her change sanitary napkins. He unconsciously raised a sweet smile at the corners of his mouth.

Gently opened his eyes, and the cold demon sat up. He felt comfortable and his lower abdomen did not hurt. He easily wanted to stand up, but found that a hot water bag slipped from his body, and the original blood-stained trousers were also replaced with clean trousers.

"Is this...?"

Leng Xiaoyao picked up the hot water bag and suddenly remembered that when she was in pain last night, it seemed that someone took herself to **, applied a hot water bag for herself, and changed sanitary napkins for herself. At that time, she thought she was hallucinating. Now it seems that she did not have hallucinate or dreamed. It was really him! Does he really care about her and nervous about her?!

The cold demon was trembling with excitement. She thought that he really didn't care about herself at all. It turned out that he still had her in his heart. In this case, she couldn't give up!

"Cold little demon, this is hope, you have to continue to work hard!!!"

Cheer for himself. The cold little demon is like a thirsty traveler in the desert who sees an oasis, and more like a person who is about to drown sees driftwood. The whole person ignites a fire of hope, bright and bright.

All day, the cold demon looked very happy. Even her sister-in-law deliberately made it difficult for her to brush the toilet. She readily accepted it, because she knew that this was a price and atonement. Every time she atoneed for more, she felt less guilty and guilty, and Han Chenyu would forgive herself earlier.

However, the only regret is that I didn't see the man who worried her. Thinking of his sweetness and gentleness last night, my heart seemed to be as sweet as honey.

"Mommy? Mommy? Mommy!"

Han Tianhao stood in front of the cold demon with a giggle, pouted his little mouth unhappily and sulked.

This mommy has called a lot, but she didn't know what she was thinking and ignored herself, and it was the same last night!

Han Tianhao, who was afraid of being abandoned again, couldn't help crying. He had no choice but to be ignored by Leng Xiaoyao for a year, and his heart was already shadowed.

"Xiaohao?! What's wrong? Why did you cry? Good boy, don't cry!"

The cold demon immersed in sweetness was awakened by crying. She turned her head and saw that her son was crying at the top of his voice. She was shocked and quickly hugged him and coaxed him.

"Mommy, woo-woo, you ignore me again, woo-woo..."

Han Tianhao wiped his tears aggrievedly and protested against the neglect of the cold demon.

"No, how can Mommy ignore Xiaohao? You are Mommy's baby, you know?"

Leng Xiaoyao hugged his son sadly and kissed his handsome little face.

"But, woo-woo, you ignored me when I told you just now, and oh, you didn't pay attention to me when I brought you delicious food last night!"

Han Tianhao broke his fingers and counted the "crime" of the cold little demon word by word.

"It's mommy who is not good. Didn't mommy hear it? As for mommy last night... Mommy has fallen asleep, so you can forgive her, okay?"

Leng Xiaoyao suddenly felt guilty for his son's crying.

It's all my fault. I left him for a year, which made him so proud and cool. It seems that I need to pay more attention to him in the future.

"Oh, well, then... Then I will forgive you, but there can't be another time!"

Han Tianhao sniffed and said generously.

"Okay, Mommy promises that there will be no next time. Come on, let's pull the hook."

The cold demon stretched out his little thumb and looked at him with a smile.

"And, no, that's what the little girl did, childish! I don't want it!"

Han Tianhao was so stinky that he shook his little face and looked elsewhere awkwardly, but Leng Xiaoyao still saw the happy smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Son, do you want to know why mommy giggles in a daze?"

The cold little demon god mysteriously winked at him.

"Why?"

"Because... Your father may forgive Mommy, and our family of three will soon live a happy life together!"

Leng Xiaoyao laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. Thinking that such a day was coming, she felt that all the suffering now was worth it!

"Really!? OK! Then I can be the same as before, hahahaha!"

Han Tianhao jumped with joy when he heard this. In the future, he can no longer live in the cold dormitory, and he can be with his father and mother again. I'm so happy!

The cold demon saw him so happy, and the smile on his face was also deepening.

However, when Leng Xiaoyao was full of expectations, she did not see Han Chenyu in the next few days. Originally, she thought that it was because she couldn't do that, so he didn't see her. So when her period was over, Leng Xiaoyao couldn't help taking the initiative to find Han Chenyu.

The cold demon knocked nervously outside the door.

"Who?"

Han Chenyu's voice came from the other side of the door.

"It's me"

I don't know why Leng Xiaoyao suddenly felt a trace of joy and expectation. She knew that she should not have such an idea. She came to atone for her sins and suffer. How could she feel excited and happy?

But thinking of his gentleness and consideration for herself before, the corners of her mouth couldn't help grinning.

"Squeak"

The bedroom door opened, and Han Chenyu leaned leisurely at the door and looked at the cold demon.

"What's the matter?"

In the past few days, Han Chenyu forced himself not to see the cold demon, because he found that no matter how much he warned himself, warned himself, and even thought that his mother's death was caused by her, he began to slowly feel feelings for her, but he clearly realized that this was sinful, wrong, and death. Mom's insult, so he didn't allow himself to continue like this. He wanted to return to the previous cold and cruel Han Chenyu.

"I... I don't have that anymore."

The cold little demon blushed shyly and lowered his head to smell the opening of Ruona mosquitoes.

"So what?"

Han Chenyu asked without emotion.

"You... It doesn't want me... Is it with you?"

The cold little demon blushed and could drip blood. He buried his head in his neck and did not dare to look at Han Chenyu.

It's so shameful that you can even say such words. Leng Xiaoyao, you are really not ashamed!