After Xia Mian rolled on the bed eighteen times, the door was knocked again.
Because she didn't lock the door after Lu Zechuan left, Lu Zechuan came in carrying a bowl of ginger sugar water after knocking for a while.
"If it's really painful, have some of this!" Lu Zechuan said softly after holding the bowl to the bedside, "I've seen Lu Zhenqing make this for Shen Man before."
Such gentleness, Lu Zhenqing never gave to Shen Xiang.
Xia Mian supported herself and crawled up from the bed, her stomach starting to ache again.
If she didn't know she had her period, she would have suspected she was going to give birth...
Looking at Xia Mian's pale face, Lu Zechuan felt deeply saddened and quickly put the ginger sugar water on the bedside table, grabbed a cushion to place behind Xia Mian, and bent down to support her.
Xia Mian unintentionally glanced and caught sight of Lu Zechuan's well-defined chest muscles.
