Qin Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. F * ck, what the h.e.l.l was this? I can't take it anymore if I come back on the roller coaster a few more times.

"The door isn't locked!" Lin Qingya's voice came from inside.

He saw Lin Qingya sitting in the dressing mirror and wiping something off her face. He quickly said, "Wife, actually you don't need to wipe these random things. I'll ma.s.sage them for you."

Suddenly hearing Qin Hai's voice, Lin Qingya was so frightened that she quickly covered her chest with her arms and said in panic, "Who let you in? Get out, get out!"

She had originally thought that she would only be wearing it in her own room, so Qin Hai probably wouldn't be able to see it. Just now, when she heard someone knocking on the door, she had also thought that it would be Xiaoxiao; she hadn't thought that it would be Qin Hai at all.

When Lin Qingya saw Qin Hai staring at her chest, she was so anxious that she was about to cry. "Quickly get out!"

Qin Hai had no choice but to leave the room. Then, he heard a knocking sound as the door was quickly locked. The speed of the sound was so fast that Qin Hai was somewhat amazed.

"Qin, I know you're outside. I'm warning you, don't think you can casually come into my room after you've made a small report with my father. I'm telling you, don't even think about it.

Qin Hai stared with his eyes wide open. What the heck was that? To give a snitch to your father? Brother, are you that kind of person?

Qin Hai, who was standing outside the door, was confused. f.u.c.k, when did this bro make such a small report? Wasn't he wrongly accusing this bro?

Qin Hai had always been a stubborn person. He had been restraining himself for the past few days, and now that he saw Lin Qingya getting more and more agitated, he was angry in his heart.

At this moment, the nearby door opened. Han Xiaoxiao stuck her head out and beckoned to Qin Hai.

Han Xiaoxiao pointed to the next room. "Is my Sis angry again?"

Qin Hai said in a bad mood, "She got mad again. She said that I had given her father a small report, and that she looked down on me. "Xiaoxiao, do you think Brother-in-law is that kind of person?"

Han Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and looked pitifully at Qin Hai. "Brother-in-law, I was the one who called. You can blame me if you want."

Han Xiaoxiao nodded and said with a bitter face, "I kept thinking about it and feeling sorry for you, but I didn't dare to tell my elder sister. Afterwards, I called uncle and told him about your recent situation." "Who knew that Uncle would call Aunt Yun and ask her to bring your things to my sister's room. She got so angry that she argued with my uncle over the phone and then told Aunt Yun to take your things to the guest room."

Qin Hai cried out in pain, but when he saw Han Xiaoxiao's pitiful appearance, he couldn't get angry. In the end, he could only helplessly shake his head and bitterly smile. "Forget it. Brother-in-law won't blame you. You should go to sleep earlier."

Qin Hai didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he returned to Lin Qingya's door. He wanted to explain things to her, but there was no movement from inside. Lin Qingya was probably tired from scolding and went to bed.

However, before he could open the door, he suddenly heard a faint moan. Qin Hai stopped and listened carefully. Then, he returned to Lin Qingya's room.

There was indeed a groan in the room, and it was Lin Qingya's voice. It sounded rather uncomfortable, but it must be because her body was not feeling well.

The situation was urgent, so Qin Hai had no time to find the key. He quickly pressed his palm against the door and used his hidden strength to break the lock. He then opened the door and saw Lin Qingya lying on the floor in front of the door, clutching her stomach in pain as she curled up.

He quickly carried Lin Qingya across his arms and placed her on the bed. He then touched her forehead. Luckily, the temperature was normal.

"My stomach! My stomach hurts!" Lin Qingya frowned as she spoke. Her hands were tightly clutching her stomach as her body continued to spasm.

Qin Hai quickly removed Lin Qingya's hand, rubbed it until it was warm, and then placed it on Lin Qingya's lower abdomen. Slowly, he transferred true essence into her body.

After a while, Lin Qingya's body gradually regained its calmness. She no longer hummed from the pain, but her face was still a little pale.

At this moment, Qin Hai's eyes swept across the dressing table and suddenly saw a package of sanitary napkins that had been opened. He immediately understood. Lin Qingya and Meng Meng had the same stomachache because of the dysmenorrhea.

"Wife, does it still hurt?" Qin Hai whispered into Lin Qingya's ear after a while.

Lin Qingya shook her head slightly. She opened her eyes a crack and glanced at Qin Hai for a moment before snorting. She turned her body to the side and refused to look at him.

As he looked at the girl's face, he wanted to give her a good slap on the face.

In her heart, she had already believed seventy to eighty percent of what Qin Hai had said. It wasn't enough to make her lose face, so she bit her tongue and said, "How do I know if you're rubbing Xiaoxiao's stomach? Anyway, I saw your hand on her stomach, so who knows if you're doing something rash or not."

"I forgot!"

Qin Hai couldn't help but laugh when he heard Lin Qingya's childish words. He said, "Alright then. I'll give it another try."