Stepping on her husband's bottom line by mistake

Chapter 373 Pity (5)

Leng Haotian was so frightened that he didn't dare to move any more, but just hugged her tightly.

Gently stroking her silky hair, pressing her icy cheek against his own.

Seeing that there was only one pillow and a thin quilt in the room, Leng Haotian also let out a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid that what she said about living with Ji Luoming was to anger him on purpose.

If grandpa finds out that he did something like that to her, then get married!
He is a man, and as a man, he must be responsible.

Even if I feel sorry for Wan Ru, there is nothing I can do.

Who told him that he didn't control himself that night!
He won't leave her aside and ignore her, and he won't let Ji Luoming touch her again!

My Leng Haotian's woman naturally does not allow others to spy on her!
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Feng Linxue didn't wake up until it was dusk.

As soon as she woke up, she found that she was lying on her own bed, covered with a quilt.

It was already dark, and there were no lights in the house.

She was sluggish, dizzy, and the dull pain in her lower abdomen still pulled her nerves from time to time.

It's an old problem. She is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. She could have adjusted herself very well.

It's a pity that I have to take medicine with a very cold nature all the time, which means I will suffer from this kind of pain for the rest of my life.

Ok?
How do you feel, there is something in the lower abdomen?
Still hot.

Reaching out, it turned out to be a warm water bag.

It's still the most primitive kind, filled with hot water.

But she doesn't remember having this in her house!
Turning her head in doubt, she saw a man sitting on the small sofa by the window.

It was Leng Haotian.

He sat sideways to her, with his hands on his knees and his forehead propped up.

The starlight outside the window just shone over, outlining his sharp-edged side face, as if coated with a layer of silver-white edges.

(End of this chapter)