Ji Sang didn't know why there was a faint pain in his heart. She stepped forward and looked at the flowers that had been well-tied by Fu Yis, and said softly.

"very beautiful"

The man kept moving his hands, took the squirt and sprinkled it a few times.

The red of the petals is hot, and the red of the water droplets is cold.

Ji Sang's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked up straight at the man who had been reluctant to speak.

"Can I take pictures?"

She thought that the red rose would always wither. She wanted to take a picture of it and let it stay here forever, waiting for the return of those who like it.

Fu Yisi looked down at Ji Sang, and his already deep eyes were now like ink splashing, sucking all the minds of a person and unable to escape.

Ji Sang could not avoid it, and her eyes gradually began to get confused. She came back to her senses until Fu Yis turned around and left. A man left a hoarse whisper in the air.

Looking back in a daze, he saw that the man had already gone upstairs. Ye Lin, who had been watching from a distance, walked over and said softly.

"Zhixing will definitely like your works very much."

Only then did Ji Sang realize that Fu Yis had agreed just now and felt relieved. Fortunately, she was not self-indulgent just now.

When he took out his cell phone, he was about to find the angle, Ye Lin grabbed her hand

"Asan, I have a SLR at home"

"Um?"

She was a little surprised. According to her understanding, no one in the Fu family likes photography. As if he saw Ji Sang's doubts, Ye Lin added softly.

"I prepared it specifically for you. I originally wanted to use it as your birthday gift, but now it's just right. Asan, do you want to go and have a look with me?"

"good"

When Ji Sang saw the SLR, she realized how much effort her mother-in-law had put in.

Sigma200-500mmf2.8EXDG, priced at more than 200,000 yuan, can only see its true appearance at international photography exhibitions.

It produces very little, and even if a rich man wants to buy this lens, he still needs fate. She was lucky enough to see it once, but unfortunately she didn't have enough savings at that time. When she went to look for it later, it had already been sold.

But now, she saw this coveted lens at the Fu family here.

Ji Sang's heart trembled, and he looked up at Ye Lin, unbelievable

"mom?"

Ye Lin patted her hand gently

"Do you like it?"

"like!"

Ji Sang nodded suddenly. How could he not like it? She never expected that she would receive such a great gift this year.

His eyes were slightly hot, and Ji Sang couldn't help but hug Ye Lin.

"Mom, thank you"

Ye Lin also smiled and patted her back gently

"Silly kid, we are a family. Thank you, let's go out and let me see what our Asan looks like when he was taking photos."

When the two of them went out, Fu Jue, who had entered the room to prepare for lunch break, also stopped.

"I also want to see what Asan looks like when he takes pictures."

Ji Sang smiled, turned to look at the stairs, but did not see Fu Yis. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and then spread out again.

It's okay, let's show it to him when the finished product comes out.

I don’t know if it’s the first time I use this lens, or if there are two viewers next to me, or... The meaning of this work is extraordinary, Ji Sang feels that his photography skills and talent are not enough for the first time.

She took a lot of pictures, but she could pick out flaws for each one until her hand trembled with a SLR, and Ye Lin suddenly stepped forward and blocked her movements.

"Asan, enough"

This kid wants to make a perfect work.

Ji Sang pulled the corner of his mouth and subconsciously raised his eyes. Fu Yis' figure came into her eyes. Her eyesight was very good, and she could see clearly that Fu Yis was looking at the bouquet of roses.

Ji Sang moved his shoulders and took the lead in looking away

"Mom, take the last one"

A click

Ji Sang finally took a picture of the most satisfying scene she has today.

Ye Lin almost pulled her to sit on the sofa as soon as she put down the SLR, reaching out and pinching her arm

"Is it sour?"

Ji Sang didn't say anything, looked up at the stairs on the second floor. Seeing this, Ye Lin let go of her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave Fu Jue a look. Then the two of them found an excuse to go back to the room.

Ji Sang was the only one left in the huge living room, looking at Fu Yisi on the second floor with his neck raised. The two of them looked at each other quietly and silently until...

"Ah Lu!"

Ji Sang couldn't help but sneeze, but as long as you hit one, you wouldn't be able to sneeze, the third and fourth ones. Ji Sang's face instantly became ugly, and the feeling of a volcanic eruption was indescribable.

Fu Yis upstairs heard the sound and finally came down.

He looked at the pale woman on the sofa with a calm face, reached out to the temperature of her forehead, and his lips were pursed.

"A little low fever"

The man put down his hand and wanted to pull Ji Sang up

"Wait wait"

Ji Sang quickly made a sound and reached out to stop him

"Let me slow down first"

Fu Yis frowned

"What to slow down?"

Ji Sang:….

"Just... just wait a moment"

This time the amount seemed to be much more, and it hurt a little more than usual. Ji Sang admitted again that he was really stupid to rinse himself with cold water that night. He didn't say that he had a fever, but also attracted his aunt in advance.

Ji Sang sat for a minute, and Fu Yis waited for her next to her for a minute.

“Where are we going?”

Despite this question, Ji Sang still stood up with Fu Yis' arm. It was also at this time that Fu Yis saw a trace on her light-colored pants.

Fu Yis was silent for a moment, and when he realized what it was, his already frowning brows became increasingly tight.

"Your menstrual period is coming? Why don't you say it?"

Ji Sang's eyelashes trembled. After disassembling Fu Yiss' words, he was embarrassed and lowered his head and dared not look at Fu Yiss's righteous and questioning gaze.

Why did she tell him during her period?

Does this man still understand privacy?

Fu Yis didn't expect to get an answer from her. His face was tense, his lips were pursed straight, and his arms turned and he grabbed Ji Sang. Just as he was about to take her away with him, Ji Sang's body lowered uncontrollably and his face turned pale.

Dysmenorrhea is really too uncomfortable. Ji Sang can no longer care about the problem of being shy or not. He just wants to curl up and try to relieve the pain.

Ji Sang broke out in cold sweat, raised his head with some difficulty, opened his lips, and just wanted to wait for a while, the man leaned down immediately, bent his strong arms through her knees, and picked her up effortlessly.

In the princess hugging position that all girls dream of.

Ji Sang was obviously 1.65 meters tall, which was considered a relatively taller among girls, but in Fu Yisi's arms, he was still a small one. Even though he covered his abdomen with both hands tightly, he did not feel weightless at all.

Fu's arms are very warm and secure.

The man carried Ji Sang upstairs and went to the bedroom, and went directly into the bathroom inside. He put Ji Sang down, and then picked up the shower head and adjusted the temperature of the water.

"You are not suitable for bathing during menstruation. Use hot water to rinse your clothes first. I'll take you with the clothes later."

After saying that, he put the shower head in Ji Sang's hand, stepped on his long legs and left the bathroom.

Ji Sang slowly lowered his head and looked at the things in his palm. A warm current passed through his heart.

She didn't expect that Fu Yis could tell that she had dysmenorrhea.

But when Ji Sang took off his clothes and saw traces on his pants, it seemed like a flash of lightning hit her head, making her unable to react for a long time.

“...”

No wonder Fu Yis would carry her to the bathroom directly.

Ji Sang looked up and covered her face. Why was she always able to make a fool of herself in front of Fu Yisi?

Furious, Fu Yis walked out the door with his clothes, but he didn't hear the sound inside. He thought the woman was so painful that she couldn't bear it and couldn't even finish the flushing.

"Jisan?"
To be continued...