Song Yinyin was frightened and quickly ran out of the master bedroom.

After returning to her room, Song Yinyin hurriedly closed the door and leaned her back against the door panel, her chest rising and falling violently.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous......

She exhaled softly, but there was still a fire lingering in her body.

It wasn't until a dull pain in her lower abdomen hit her again that she realized that her aunt was here and she had to hurry up to find a sanitary napkin for help.

………………

In the master bedroom, the residual temperature has not subsided.

After making sure she was leaving, Lu Jin Han turned to look at the door.

The door didn't know when it was bounced open a foot away, he frowned, walked over quickly, and closed the door tightly.

One hand against the door of the house, the other hand rubbed the painful temple, the bottom of the swelling was terrible, and the whole body was covered with dense fine sweat.

In front of his eyes, Song Yinyin's smooth and flawless body seemed to emerge.

She was like a statue carved from jade, ruddy and crystalline, and under the moonlight in the middle of the night, the whole person was delicately stained, as if she would melt away with a light breath......

A frustration lingered in his body, and his whole body was tense to the point of pain, Lu Jinhan quickly turned around and went to the bathroom.

Then, he directly twisted the unkempt head, poured cold water all over his body, and waited for the irritable fire to fade under the cold water......

Finally, he regained his composure.

Returning to the sofa and sitting down, his eyes caught a glimpse of the medicine box on the coffee table, and a helpless smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.

It seems that he can only medicate himself.

It's always inconvenient to medicate yourself.

After taking the medicine, Lu Jinhan was already sweating profusely, and he went to the balcony again, holding a cigarette in his hand.

Looking at the fireworks in the distance, his heart gradually returned to its original position, and after taking the last puff of his cigarette, he extinguished the cigarette butt and flicked it into the trash can not far away.

………………

The next day, early in the morning.

Song Yinyin was sleeping soundly, and faintly heard the sound of rustling in her ears, followed by the conversation between a big and a small person.

"Daddy, is Mommy sick, why don't I call her and she doesn't wake up?" This immature and lovely voice is undoubtedly Song Dabai.

"Your mommy is indeed sick, so don't disturb her sleep, I'll take you down to dinner."

This time, the voice of the person who spoke was low and deep, as if it was Lu Jinhan?

Wait a minute, Lu Jinhan?

How did he get to her bedroom?

Realizing this 'terrible' reality, just like a computer system, suddenly activated Song Yinyin's memory of last night.

She remembered the scene of rolling on the sofa with him last night, and suddenly opened her eyes, and in front of her was a handsome face magnified several times.

"Lu Jinhan, why did you climb into my bed? Go down! ”

She slapped his hand away mercilessly, then jerked his chest open and kicked him off the bed in one go.

Unsuspectingly, Lu Jinhan was kicked down by her like this, looking a little embarrassed.

The moment he sat on the floor, his handsome face showed an expression of disbelief, and he looked at the woman who had sat up from the bed in a daze, and looked defensive.

It was Song Dabai's children, who witnessed this scene, who took the lead in speaking.

"Mommy, Daddy covers you with a quilt, why are you kicking Daddy?" The little guy fights for Daddy.

Hm, did she blame him?

I thought he sneaked into the guest room and wanted to plot against her.

"I'm sorry." She spit out her little red tongue and looked at Lu Jinhan apologetically.