Monique's palm-sized face was flushed, but the problem was that she was not on her period at all.
That day when she said that her stomach was not feeling well because she was lying.
And she was either uncomfortable or it was because of her period.
"You misunderstood. I'm not on my period." Monique's voice was soft and low.
As she spoke, her face couldn't help but turn even redder.
After that, she lowered her head and took the porridge in front of her.
The corners of Henry's eyes twitched when she saw Monique's flushed face and her shy look.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
His woman was just so cute.
"Grandma said that she missed Little Nomi and asked us to go back tonight." After dinner, Henry stared at Monique with his dark and deep eyes as he opened his mouth lightly.
Monique was stunned for a long time. "Grandma missed Little Nomi, so you can take her back."
"What do you mean by 'we'?"
"We're not us."
"You've never given me my identity."
"What right do you have to say that?"
However, Monique was just complaining in her heart.
And she didn't say anything.
She was not qualified to say it out loud.
On the other hand, Little Nomi was a little excited. "Daddy, are you talking about grandmother?"
She had a very good impression of her grandmother.
Grandmother looked very kind and doted on her very much.
Last time, when her father took her to dinner with old Madam, Old Madam had been serving her delicious food all the way.
She also gave her a string of particularly beautiful chains.
Henry nodded. "The one you saw last time at the banquet."
"Mommy, I miss grandma too." Little Nomi looked at her like a spoiled child.
Her obsidian-like big eyes blinked cutely, and her soft and lovely voice was full of expectation.
It made people's hearts go soft and they couldn't refuse at all.
"That's good. Last time Grandma gave Little Nomi a chain, I should have returned it to her."
A low and magnetic voice spread in Monique's ear.
It was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated.
Not to mention praising her.
Henry really thought she was really good-looking.
Her plain face was almost white and delicate, and her red face was delicate and perfect.
Her eyelashes were long and thin, and her black and bright eyes were like stars that were about to end, making people unable to leave her eyes.
Monique was slightly stunned and couldn't help looking up.
Henry was looking at her deeply with her dark and deep eyes.
The gentle look in her eyes seemed to be trying to get her into trouble.
Monique's heart beat faster.
She hurriedly lowered her head and bandaged the wound.
"I'm a natural beauty. When did I become ugly?" Monique said casually.
It was just to ease the current awkward atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, Henry hummed and nodded in agreement. "I think my woman is a natural beauty. She's always so beautiful."
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