It turns out that when a woman comes to Kui Shui, she has to shed so much blood.

Ming Yulong stared at Rong Yi's back, quickly took off his underwear, pulled off his homemade four-cornered cotton pants, quickly put on his clean underwear, and then took off his long skirt outside.

After changing it cleanly, I felt a little more comfortable.

He turned sideways and changed his dirty clothes. His eyes fell on the dazzling marks. He frowned and wanted to throw them aside, but he found something gushing out from under him.

This is really large!

The new pants I changed into are about to get dirty again.

In ancient times, there were neither sanitary napkins nor sanitary strips, and there was not even toilet paper. I don’t know how my aunt did it when a woman came.

Rong Yi waited for a while, and heard the sound of clothes rubbing behind him, and then moved his eyebrows slightly and asked:

"Are you okay?"

"Not good! Don't turn around!" Ming Yulong looked left and right, couldn't find anything suitable, looked at the dirty small cotton pants with a piece of dirty heart, and folded them together to make a

Small rectangular cloth pieces were placed in their pants.

During the whole process, Ming Yulong kept hypnotizing himself—

It doesn’t matter at all if you use cotton pants to make sanitary napkins, it doesn’t matter at all. No one else can see it, and no one will make any jokes!

After repeating this, I finally set up my position, and then rubbed the dirty clothes into a ball, held it in my arms, and coughed gently.

"Well... OK."

Rong Yi turned around and saw her holding the ball of things in her arms. She looked like she was holding something rare and wrapped in airtight. She was afraid that others would see it and couldn't help laughing.

"Put down your clothes and come and sit down."

She doesn't want it!

Ming Yulong was beaten to death and didn't want to have another blood ball, so she said disgustedly: "Don't sit on you, what if it gets stuck on my clean clothes?"

A certain prince who was disliked looked at his brocade robe and raised his eyebrows and said, "Who did this good thing?"

Ming Yulong looked up at the roof of the carriage and said, "I don't care, I'm cleaner now." After thinking about it, he said, "You should change your clothes as well, so that people can see it, and I thought you were beingsed.

He was so beaten that he vomited blood!”

After saying that, I remembered that this was my own sunflower, and using the word "spouting blood", it seemed a bit too much.

Rong Yi didn't mind, so he took the light fur that he put on a plate and threw it on her body, pushed the small silver charcoal furnace towards her, and slowly took out another set of clothes from it.

Unbuttoned one by one,

"Your body is cold, cover your light fur. Does your abdomen still hurt?"

Ming Yulong took his dark purple soft fur and put it on his body. He didn't know what fur the fur was made of. It was light and soft and warm. It was like a small quilt covering it. It was very

It's warm.

Seeing Rong Yi untied his clothes and ready to change his clothes, Ming Yulong grabbed the edge of the fur with his little hands, turned his head, stared at Ye Mingzhu on the pillar and said:

"It's still a little bit, but it doesn't hurt as much as it starts."

Originally, it was to avoid seeing Rong Yi changing clothes, but soon Ming Yulong discovered that half of Rong Yi changing clothes was seen inside the Night Pearl.

She wanted to look away, but she couldn't bear to look away.
Chapter completed!