However, the result was still not achieved in the end. When Ji Xiaoli woke up, she only felt a dull pain in her lower abdomen, and there was a wetness under her body. She knew it wasn't good and immediately jumped up from the sofa. At this moment, Qin Zhenyang was sitting next to her reading a magazine, while another person had just walked out of the kitchen.

  Her face turned bright red as she secretly glanced down at her lower body, fortunately, it hadn't stained.

  Qin Zhenyang saw that she had woken up and noticed that her expression was not quite right, so he asked: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

  He thought that after a long time of practice, there might be some extra reactions, such as thigh soreness or waist pain, and naturally did not expect this to happen.

  "Nothing... nothing, I'll go wash up." Saying that, he quickly ran towards the bathroom.

  Luo Xia stood by, chuckling and said with an ambiguous tone: "You're still in good physical shape, you can run and jump again, this afternoon you can..."

  "Afternoon rest, no more training!" Qin Sanye felt sorry for his daughter-in-law and thought that sending a few bodyguards to secretly protect her would be enough, so she wouldn't have to suffer.

  Lu Xia looked at him with a mixture of surprise and annoyance, clicking her tongue in disapproval. "You're such a person... I'd say you have a split personality! In front of others, especially when we were in the team, I never saw you show any kindness to anyone, always so cold and distant. Not just me, even Xiaobo was treated harshly by you, and she's also a woman! I remember her complaining about you to me many times. And now...

  That soft thing is like what, she has already been merciful to many, but this guy can't bear it, what's that called, the emperor is not anxious and the eunuch is anxious, one sentence is correct!

  Qin Zhenyang pursed his lips and said calmly, "This is different, Xiao Bai is Xiao Bai, she's our comrade, she's going to the front line to kill enemies, if I relax around her, that would be harming her!"

  "Excuses! Excuses! Our teammate is also quite old, isn't she? I don't understand you, you're the same with everyone, but when it comes to your family member... You said before that you weren't at ease leaving her alone... Now that someone's here, you can't bear to part with her?" Luo Xia smiled and glanced at him.

  Qin Zhenyang didn't say anything, because even if he said something again, he really couldn't bear to part with it and had nothing good to argue about.

  Ji Xiaoli was alone in the bathroom for a while, and her underwear was really unbearable. Aunt Flo's early visit might have something to do with intense exercise too. Now she was hurting all over, not just her waist and legs, but also her stomach. How could this be so coincidental?

  She came out of the bathroom with a pale face, and Qin Zhenyang immediately sensed that something was wrong. He grasped her cold hands and asked: "Why is your face so white? I told you not to force yourself, but you just won't listen!"

  "I don't have it... just..." Ji Xiao Li's voice was very low, and her ears inexplicably turned red.

  Qin Zhenyang was about to continue asking questions, but the little rabbit escaped from his side and ran to Luo Xia's side: "Sister Luo, I want to tell you something?"

  "You said it." Luo Xia looked at her with a mysterious and somewhat amusing expression.

  "Do you have new underwear? The one I just got...". That, that thing. For women, as soon as they say "that", it's clear what they're talking about, isn't it menstruation?

  Lu Xia smiled knowingly, "I knew it, I was wondering why your face turned so pale... Ah, got it, I'll go upstairs to help you get one."

  Ji Xiaoli nodded slightly and stood still, not daring to move. This stiffness only made Qin San Ye more curious - what was it that couldn't be told to him, but was being discussed so mysteriously with Luo Xia?

  But soon he knew, Luo Xia was holding a black lace underwear in her hand and handed it over with a swagger. Although Luo Xia is a woman, after being in the army for so many days, women have also become men's temperament, not shy at all.

  "Alright, you go change, if you need anything just let me know." Luo Xia's voice was always loud and clear, so even though Qin Zhenyang was sitting a bit far away, he still heard it clearly.

  His eyes swept past, deliberately taking a glance at his wife's buttocks, as if vaguely seeing something unusual on the light gray sports pants...

  Qin Zhenyang is also familiar.

  In the army, women are trained in the same way as men, the only difference is that women have their periods, which may make things a bit easier, although this so-called "easier" doesn't necessarily mean it's good.

  This is what women have to go through every month, Qin Zhenyang thought, no wonder the little guy was stiff and silent earlier, with red ears, it turns out he was embarrassed about this matter.

  Ji Xiaoli quickly changed into a new pair of underwear. She had originally planned to wash the bloody one, but then thought that since she was at someone else's home, she would have to hang it out to dry, which was too much trouble. So, in a somewhat wasteful move, she simply threw it away. Fortunately, today she hadn't worn particularly light-colored pants; otherwise, it really would have been embarrassing...

  Very soon.

  When it was time to sit down and eat, Qin Zhenyang quickly used a small bowl to scoop up the old duck soup and handed it over, "Drink some while it's hot!"

  Ji Xiaoli trained for a whole morning, and was so exhausted that she couldn't eat anything. She had just eaten two mouthfuls of rice and already felt full. At this moment, looking at the hot soup, she didn't feel like drinking it. However, seeing someone's serious face, she still gulped it down.

  Luoxia watched the interaction between the two, thinking it was hilarious. This was Qin San Ye, who had always been so high and mighty. Who would have thought that behind his back, he was this kind of person... probably even Old Man Qin wouldn't be able to handle him, only his wife had the skills for that.

  Luoxia had just witnessed the magical properties of one thing suppressing another. When Zhong Wanxi came back that night, Luoxia told him what happened. Zhong Wanxi almost spat out his tea, "I really can't imagine Qin San being so obedient to someone! I've heard Old Chief say that he's a stubborn head, and it took time to train him to be somewhat normal. I thought that in front of his wife, Qin San would have lost all his edge."

  "No way! I trained for a whole morning, and the person was so tired that they collapsed. As a result, I became the sinner of all time... This is a typical example of a man who forgets his principles when he sees a pretty face. Old Zhong, you'd better speak up!" Luo Xia thought that in the afternoon, Xiao Li still wanted to continue with some relaxed training and learning, but another person didn't even give them a chance to choose, and directly drove away with the person.

  I'm afraid this family won't be coming back again for a long time.

  Zhong Wanxi held his wife in his lap and smiled, saying: "Qin San, this is actually not wrong to spoil your wife. If you were treated like this by someone else, I would also feel heartache for you, believe it or not?"

  Lu Xia turned her face away with a snort, saying: "I can endure more hardships than men, I'd rather learn martial arts than literature! If you pity me, I'll continue!"

  Zhong Wanxi felt that his wife really didn't understand what atmosphere meant and was helplessly frustrated.

  "Qin San's wife is a beginner in martial arts, so it can't be helped. If you were to lock yourself in a classroom with those research institute students for a day or two, staring at political theories or ancient poems all day, wouldn't you go crazy?" Zhong Wanxi brought up this example.

  Lu Xia nodded, "You want me to read ancient poetry for an hour, I can't even sit still. If I really have to read that stuff for a day or two, I'll definitely go crazy!"

  "So it's the same principle, you're not good at martial arts, if it really is like this, I'll feel heartache! And Qin Sanjia is the same, his wife isn't skilled in martial arts, so he rashly trains for a whole morning, Qin San looks on with heartache, can't bear to part...it's the same mindset as mine."

  The two of them are also considered an old married couple, having been married for almost four years. Listening to her husband's words, Luo Xia was so moved that she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and punch him in the chest.

  Zhong Wanxi was not Qin Zhenyang, nor did he have that kind of physique, but his wife was a different story, one punch almost made him spit blood, "Gently... gently..."

  "I didn't use much force, I was already being gentle..." Luo Xia looked at her husband's pained expression, feeling a bit innocent, she really hadn't used much strength.

  Of course, if she really used force, whether that person is alive or dead would be a topic worth exploring.

  Zhong Wanxi rubbed his chest with his hand, he still felt that he was not a man suitable for saying sweet words, otherwise, if he said something cold and heartless, his wife would be so moved that she would punch him to death, how could he do that, it's really not worth it...

  Having a shrewish wife is also quite an extraordinary thing.

  On the other hand, Ji Xiaoli was rushed back home in the afternoon, and the so-called training only lasted for half a day, but it was already quite something.

  Because by the second day, all symptoms had appeared, with aching all over, especially in the arms and thighs, and as soon as I started running, my thighs began to ache, that feeling was even worse than when I ran 800 meters or 1000 meters back in college...

  That morning, she overslept as a matter of course.

  The weather outside is a bit gloomy, yesterday was sunny with clear skies all day, but by late afternoon the wind started to pick up and it rained last night, this morning there were still raindrops falling.

  This weather is most suitable for staying in the room. Early in the morning, with empty hands, where did that person go out on a rainy day again?

  "Are you awake?"

  Qin Zhenyang walked in with a bowl of dark, murky soup, and Ji Xiaoli instinctively frowned, tilting her head back to avoid it.

  "What is this? It seems to have a ginger flavor?"

  Ji Xiaoli hated ginger the most, but even though she disliked it, when eating buns or dumplings or even drinking soup, she would inevitably eat some by mistake, and there were big ones and small ones that made her headache.

  Qin Zhenyang didn't care if she liked it or not, since he had already brought it over, she must drink it. Spoiling her was a concept, but it didn't mean being overly indulgent. "This is black sugar ginger tea, with longan inside, Wang Ayi helped to cook it in the kitchen, saying that drinking it during these few days of the month is best for nourishing the blood."

  Ji Xiaoli smiled and said, "My blood circulation is very smooth, I don't need to drink this."

  As a matter of principle, Qin San Ye has never compromised.

  "It's settled then! Now, drink up and I'll massage your legs for you later. Are they sore? I'll press them a couple of times and you'll feel better!" Qin San Ye was again using his tone to coax a child.

  Ji Xiaoli was speechless, "You're not going to drink it, so you plan on forcing me?"

  How hateful is this tyrannical behavior!

  Qin Zhenyang smiled and licked his lips, "That's not necessary, but I have another way, you'll definitely like it!"

  "What?"

  "I take a sip, you take a sip, how about I feed you?" This is also a solution!

  Ji Xiaoli's small face was red with anger, she really wanted to bite him and overthrow the authoritarian regime, but under the suppression of force, it seemed that she had no good choice. She narrowed her eyes, took the small bowl: "Drink if you want, what's just a bowl of soup..."

  Isn't it just a bowl of soup?

  Her mouth was full of the smell of ginger, which didn't smell good at all. She scrunched up her face, stuck out her tongue, and prepared to glare at him fiercely before pulling the quilt over her head.

  However, the speed was still a bit slow, Qin San Ye put the bowl aside and casually placed it on the side, one hand stretched out and fixed her occipital bone, and his thin lips were pressed against hers.

  "Is it really that hard to drink?"