Chapter 252: Oh No, I’m Tom Now!
The warm tea flowed over her tongue, carrying a faint taste of red dates. When savored, the rich fragrance of longan erged, and it continued down her throat, making her feel both physically and ntally pleasant.
The woman took the cup away, thoughtfully looking at the tea inside. The light yellow surface of the tea reflected her delicate face, still pale from nstrual pain.
“How is it? Too strong or too weak?”
Fang Zhou sat beside her, a hint of concern in his eyes.
He had heard that severe nstrual cramps could cause girls to faint.
Although Qiao Sisi didn’t seem that bad, it probably felt like a jackhamr inside her.
He had indeed dated many girlfriends before, but the one who had given him real experience in dealing with nstrual cramps was Han Xi.
She appeared to be a strong woman, invincible, as if nothing could defeat her. In reality, her high-intensity work had left her with various health issues.
Stomach problems, nstrual cramps, and so on.
Han Xi used to rely on a family doctor, but after she started dating Fang Zhou, he began learning how to take care of her.
So he knew that the best redies for nstrual cramps were hot water bottles and hot water.
Thus, making tea was second nature to him.
“It’s okay.”
Qiao Sisi took a few more sips and then put the half-full cup back down, seeming uninterested in the tea.
Fang Zhou felt a bit anxious, thinking she didn’t like the taste, and asked, “How about so plain water?”
After all, nstrual cramps were painful, and drinking hot water made sense.
Qiao Sisi shook her head, clutching her stomach again. Her expression turned painful, indicating another wave of cramps.
She was in so much pain that she leaned back on the sofa, eyes closed, brows furrowed, looking like a suffering kitten.
Fang Zhou couldn’t stand it.
He rushed to the kitchen, found a bottle of water, emptied its contents, filled it with warm water, and returned to her side.
“Hold this and place it on your stomach.”
Fang Zhou’s voice made Qiao Sisi open her eyes again.
He looked deeply worried, his usually cool, distant voice now tinged with barely noticeable anxiety.
This reminded her of when they had just started dating.
Back then, she was always lively and active, often getting minor injuries during dates.
Given her tendency to scar easily, she was often covered in bruises without knowing how they happened.
Whenever Fang Zhou saw this, he would scold her, but his actions were gentle, treating her like a fragile item, afraid she might break with a single touch.
No one dislikes being treated gently, especially when Qiao Sisi was deeply infatuated with Fang Zhou.
A warm feeling flowed through her heart, but she remained stubborn.
“Hmph, you’re quite skilled.”
Fang Zhou knew she was throwing a little tantrum again, a ripple appearing in his calm eyes.
“If you don’t want it, I’ll take it back.”
As he spoke, he pretended to pull the bottle away.
The actress quickly snatched it from his hand with a light hum.
“Since you’re begging , I’ll reluctantly use it.”
The warmth from her lower abdon indeed alleviated the pain, making Qiao Sisi’s expression less contorted.
Fang Zhou smiled, knowing this tsundere’s actions contradict her words, and didn’t argue with her.
He sat back on the sofa and glanced at the magazine on the coffee table.
It was the latest fashion weekly, with Qiao Sisi on the cover.
In the photo, she was no longer the delicate, weak character from the screen but a commanding queen, seated on her throne, looking down on everyone.
It was as if the whole world was at her feet, everything beneath her.
The contrast in this photo shoot was quite striking, making Fang Zhou take a second look.
He suddenly noticed the editor-in-chief’s na seed familiar.
Dong Donghui? Why did that na ring a bell?
Wasn’t he the CEO from the dating show?
“Is this editor the one we know?”
Fang Zhou asked, unsure.
It wasn’t anything significant, just interesting how the world felt like a big play, with everyone seemingly an actor, frequently encountering familiar faces.
“Yeah, it’s him.”
Qiao Sisi glanced at the magazine, nodded.
She didn’t have much contact with the guests from the dating show; the magazine photoshoot was arranged by her company.
“The photos are great, very aesthetic.”
Fang Zhou smiled, rembering that the dating show seed to have been off-air for almost half a month. The production team hadn’t sent any updates. Was it over?
Had he pocketed his fifty thousand just like that?
Did that an he could finally leave the place full of ex-girlfriends and return to a peaceful life?
This realization made Fang Zhou suddenly happy, like winning the lottery, his smile uncontrollable, turning into a broad grin.
Qiao Sisi saw him smile while she was still in pain, feeling annoyed.
She quietly lifted her leg, placing it on Fang Zhou’s thigh, softly whining, “My leg hurts, can you massage it?”
Her leg was smooth and white, like a segnt of freshly unearthed lotus root, straight and elegant, evoking the phrase: “a feast for the eyes.”
But she was too weak now. Even if so odd thoughts arose, they were quickly chased away by righteous ones in his mind.
Fang Zhou paused, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
He thought: I’ve heard of back and waist pain during periods, but never leg pain.
And from this angle, it’s kind of awkward.
Qiao Sisi was in a bathrobe, half-lying on the sofa, her full leg exposed. If she moved more, her thigh might be revealed.
“You...”
“What?”
Qiao Sisi’s pale face tilted slightly, her eyes pure, like uncarved white jade, just evoking pity.
Fang Zhou couldn’t help but think of a recent viral : Oh no, I’ve beco Tom. (tln : tom from tom and jerry)
tln : finally finished translating the whole series. :sob:
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