It was dark, and the habit of getting up early when a soldier still became Ling Yu's biological clock.

He moved slightly, hugged his wife tightly, and suddenly felt something was wrong on the sheet. He opened the quilt and glanced inside. It was dark and could not see anything. He reached in and touched it, and took it out and saw it. It was amazing, bloody!

After a second he was slightly shocked, he suddenly realized that his wife had a period of menstruation!

The Adam's apple moved. He looked at the little man who was sleeping soundly and couldn't bear to wake her up. He gently stepped out of the quilt. Ling Yu went to the bathroom to wash the spot stained on his body, then put on his clothes, stood on his feet and stood quietly at the head of the bed to see the little man who was sleeping with frowns on the bed.

He sighed, and a charming curve curved at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the sentence sang in the Dawn Song: "One person is happiness, two people are life", is true.

He ran to the closet to find a pair of Jin Ruge's underwear, but there was no sanitary napkin at home, so he found a piece of Xiao Tianqi's diapers in his closet.

This is to prevent Xiao Tianqi from wetting the bed in the middle of the night. Ling Yu carefully opened the diapers and found that Jin Ruge's underwear was too small. He then turned out a pair of his boxer underwear, stuffed the diapers into it, then put them in a basin of warm water, came over with a towel, lifted the quilt, and wiped her a little bit of blood stained on her legs.

Jin Ruge is still sleeping soundly. Maybe she feels uncomfortable due to dysmenorrhea and frowning, she will occasionally give Ling Yu one or two feet.

Ling Yu could only bear it, wipe it clean, then put her underwear on her, wrapped her with a thick quilt, and placed it on the large sofa outside, allowing her to continue sleeping like a silkworm pupa.

Turning on the air conditioner in the study, Ling Yu approached Jin Ruge and kissed her on the cheek. Seeing her frowning on the sofa, his eyebrows also frowned. He went out and asked the kitchen to prepare brown sugar ginger tea, and then asked someone to go out to buy sanitary napkins for Jin Ruge.

He still remembers the brand she used to when she was at Beishan Military Academy three years ago.

After instructing the servants, Ling Yu quickly returned to the room, opened the curtains in the room, opened the windows to breathe, then lifted up his sleeves and replaced the sheets on the bed.

He took the sheets to the bathroom, looked at the red plum blossoms blooming on them, and suddenly remembered the first time he and Jin Ruge had with them. He added some laundry detergent to the blood stains. Ling Yu didn't dislike it. He hummed a little song and then rubbed it hard with both hands.

After a while, he rubbed all the blood on it. Then he threw the sheets aside and put them in a basin, preparing to let the people take them to machine wash.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he could actually get the servants to take them down and wash them at the beginning, and he didn't have to do anything at all.

He stared at himself in the mirror and looked at him for a long time. He finally shook his head, with a chuckling on his lips, and said self-deprecatingly: "Ling Yu, Ling Yu, you are a wife slave in your life!"

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When Jin Ruge's forehead was so painful that sweat gradually became stained, Ling Yu had already changed the bed sheets, closed the windows and turned on the air conditioner, and carried her back to the big bed.

She opened her eyes, looked at him sadly, and acted coquettishly: "Husband, I have a stomachache~"

Ling Yu was sitting by the bed at this moment, holding the boiled brown sugar ginger tea in her hand, holding a white porcelain spoon to dissipate the heat little by little, and while blowing, she said, "You are here for menstruation, be good, just bear with it first, just drink this."

Jin Ruge ignored him and lay down without moving, staring at him.

Ling Yu held up the bowl and saw that she was not moving, sighed, put it down first, then leaned forward and picked her up, put a pillow behind her, and then took the small bowl and handed it to her: "Drink it in one breath, or should I feed you one spoonful at a time?"

Jin Ruge lowered his eyes and curled his lips, brought it over and drank it in one breath!

Ginger soup is so spicy, it’s better to have a breath of pleasure than to have a spoonful of spoonfuls!

Seeing her breathing with her mouth open after drinking, Ling Yu couldn't help laughing, and leaned forward to tiantian on her lips, kissed her, and said flatteringly: "Save blessings and be hard to share. Ginger soup is not good, I'll share it with you!"

Jin Ruge pouted and gave him a blank look: "Forget it, I drank a big bowl. You taste tiantian. What is the difficulty of being together! If you really want to be together with me, then you transfer my period to you. From now on, you have menstruation every month and I will cook ginger soup for you every month!"

Ling Yu was stunned, and a group of crows flew over his head, and immediately shut up and stopped talking.

He stuffed the TV remote into her little hand, and then said, "Watch TV for a while, let the servants bring it up. Don't go to the art exhibition today. If you feel uncomfortable, just rest at home. After breakfast, the two children will also go to the small care class. Today is Monday."

"Oh, the two-day holiday passed so soon." Jin Ruge thought to himself that his life was imminent.

Ling Yu touched her little face and said softly: "Yes, so today's art exhibition has fewer traffic, and there is nothing less than you."

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

There was a series of knocks outside the door, and Ling Yu knew it. If it were Jin Moqing, he would probably have called the door directly, and only the butler would dare to knock on his door.

"I'll go and have a look."

He said to Jin Ruge, and opened the door and walked over the study to open the door. The housekeeper was holding a bag of sanitary napkins in his hand. Ling Yu took it over. The housekeeper said, "The master sent two young masters to the small nurses' care. The master also said that today is the winter solstice, which is a traditional Chinese solar term. If you want to eat dumplings, you also have to burn paper money for your ancestors. The paper money is best cooked at noon, because at night, the master wanted to invite the young lady's French teacher's family to come to the house for the winter solstice. Everyone eats dumplings together, and let the young master and the young lady make some arrangements."

Ling Yu nodded, and the housekeeper said again: "I'll go to serve breakfast to the young master and wife, and then prepare paper money. Come over at noon and ask you to go down and cook."

"Okay." Ling Yu responded. The moment the housekeeper turned around, he suddenly said: "By the way, I'll find someone to rebuild my mother's tombstone, paper money and underworld things, prepare more, let's go and have a look tomorrow morning. I don't know what to come back next time when I go abroad."

Upon hearing this, a layer of tears appeared on his eyes and he nodded: "Okay, I'll go and prepare now."
Chapter completed!