Suddenly, Baili Xia bends slightly, hugging her stomach.
This action...
Dongfang Jin furrows his brows, his legs moved involuntarily before he even realized it.
In a blink, he is standing in front of Baili Xia: "Stomachache? Is it your period?"
Baili Xia didn't mean to, but her stomach was truly hurting today.
She had this problem for many years.
She nodded, tried to muster a smile, but found it difficult.
Her face was pale, her hand tightly clutching her stomach.
"Day two?" Seeing she didn't speak, Dongfang Jin suddenly bent down and picked her up.
Baili Xia stared at him, too shocked to say anything.
He...carried her?
Since that incident a year ago, he has always despised her.
Let alone carrying her, he wouldn't even look at her.
But now, he actually took the initiative to carry her...
"Jin..."
"It's okay, I'll find a hot water bottle to warm your stomach later, it will help."
Perhaps even Dongfang Jin himself didn't know what he was doing.