However, Li Qingshen hadn’t fully fallen asleep when he heard a faint, soft moan. It slightly roused him from sleep, and he pricked up his ears. After a while, he heard the moan again, coming from Ling Momo, who wasn’t far from him. Li Qingshen immediately sat up.
Another delicate, shallow moan reached him, and Li Qingshen quickly turned on the flashlight beside him. As he turned his head, he saw Ling Momo curled up into a ball, lying there with her eyes closed and her face pale.
"Momo?" Li Qingshen called out Ling Momo’s name and swiftly moved to her side. He reached out to touch her forehead and found nothing amiss.
Ling Momo, in so much pain that she struggled to catch her breath, instinctively reached out and clutched Li Qingshen’s hand tightly. She grasped with such strength, showing no intention of relaxing, and her grip continually increased.
Li Qingshen could feel Ling Momo’s small, ice-cold hand gripping his own. With a worried tone, he asked with concern, "What’s wrong?"
Ling Momo took a sharp breath in pain and shook her head, "It hurts..."
Initially, Li Qingshen couldn’t remember what was causing Ling Momo pain and almost asked in return, but then he suddenly recalled a time when Lu Niange had rushed to his villa’s door in the middle of the night, rambling on and on. She had mentioned that Ling Momo suffered from menstrual cramps, and it dawned on Li Qingshen that Ling Momo’s abdomen was hurting.
Now, in the middle of the night, the mountain climbing team were all asleep; it truly wasn’t convenient to get up and bother someone to prepare some warm water.
Li Qingshen stared for quite some time at Ling Momo’s pained expression, then suddenly clenched his teeth and pulled the girl into his embrace all at once.
Ling Momo, completely unprepared, only felt a force before she tumbled into Li Qingshen’s warm embrace. A light, elegant scent filled her nostrils, and Ling Momo shivered. Before she could react, she felt the man’s hand suddenly slide under her clothes, and Ling Momo instinctively held her breath, ready to push Li Qingshen away.
"Don’t move." Li Qingshen’s voice was hoarse and deep as it reached Ling Momo’s ears. Her head was right beside his lips, and as he spoke, a warm breath tickled her ear, causing her small body to tremble uncontrollably and truly forget to move for a moment.
Soon after, Ling Momo could feel Li Qingshen’s warm palm slip through her clothes and gently settle on her lower abdomen. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Warmth kept radiating from the palm of his hand to her abdomen, bit by bit transferring into her belly.
Perhaps it was because of the tension, but Li Qingshen’s palm eventually broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
Yet, Ling Momo gradually started to feel relief as the pain slowly eased.
Her breathing also steadied, and after struggling for so long, she was both tired and sleepy. Ling Momo found Li Qingshen’s chest, warm and solid, comforting and reassuring, which made her heart feel warm. She couldn’t help but succumb to dreams, her breathing became steady, and she fell into a deep sleep.
[There are still four Chapters to go~~~~]