Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Their wedding is really big, and Chu Li seems to be telling the world how much he loves his bride. He almost made Li Manni the happiest woman in the world. He gave her what he could. Give everything.

Including everything he took from another woman.

At night, it was not a small rain here. It seemed to add a little mess to this soft room. Li Manni was lying nervously on their wedding bed, and her heart was extremely nervous. They Although they have been unmarried couples for about a year, their intimacy is only kissed. Chu Lu didn't seem to like this kind of thing too much, except for some enthusiasm at first, but later it was light.

Today is their wedding night, and today, she is going to be his woman, his real woman, she is a bit uncomfortable

Blushing. After all, it's the first time she's been self-conscious.

Chu Li walked out, wrapped in a towel on his body, dripping water on his hair, the towel in his hand, and looked at Li Manni on the bed, his bride today, but he is Somehow, why, he started to discover that her face turned into Xia Ruoxin's look.

"Liu ..." Li Manni smiled shyly, and Chu Li came back to him instantly, he approached. . Sitting next to the bed, his fingers lightly rested on Li Manni's face, like the softest feathers.

Let Li Manni's heart suddenly numb.

"Liu, I'm a little scared," she blushed, and didn't dare to see Chu Li, while Chu Lu drew deep black eyes, slowly lowered her head, and kissed her lips, still he did not want The taste is not strong, it feels like water, and it is tasteless. Therefore, it is his responsibility to be patient.

Even go to bed with a woman.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle," he had pity on her. Naturally, his movements can be unusually gentle.

The beauty of the one room, the bodies of two people slowly overlapped, while the clothes scattered on the ground. The rain outside hit the window from time to time, making a splash of water, and then a few ripples.

In another place, there was no such warmth and no such light. A shabby wooden bed, Xia Ruoxin clutched the quilt under him, his lips were bitten and some flesh was blurred.

She whispered softly, and there was constant pain in the lower abdomen. . She knew her baby was going to be born, and no one even knew that she was having a baby here.

She can't ask others, she can only rely on herself.

"Ah ..." There was a depressing cry again, the sweat on her forehead kept falling, her face was extremely pale, and the ache in her belly made her faint. There also seemed to be something flowing from her lower body. She knew it was amniotic fluid, her amniotic fluid broke, and she was shaking her head constantly, and she knew that she couldn't go on like this, otherwise, her baby would die , And she herself will die.

Suffering for so long, suffering so long, waiting for so long, her baby hasn't seen the rising sun, and hasn't breathed outside air, how can it, how can it be.

The rain kept falling, and the slightly cool wind blew in through the small window from time to time. Xia Ruoxin bit the quilt on his body, and a bloodless face slipped from the sweat from time to time.