Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Rong Jin looked at Shui Qianqian's face incorrectly, and his voice was also weak. His heart jumped, "Qianqian, are you uncomfortable?"

Shui Qianqin shook his head, "It's okay, maybe it's good to go to the bathroom."

She felt that she might have come to that. Although it hurts, she was really embarrassed to tell Rong Jin.

Rong Jin looked at Shui Qianqian's complexion, and wiped a trace of sweat from her distressed hand, saying: "I hold you in the past."

How can he rest assured that she is such a person.

Shui Qianqin shook his head again and again, "No!"

"Obey, I hold you."

Rong Jin seems to be as dusty as jade, gentle and gentle, but sometimes speaking makes people feel the same.

So without waiting for what Shui Qianqian said, he opened the quilt and hugged her.

It was just when Shui Qianqian hugged him, he saw the red color on the bed, and his face changed quickly, knowing what happened to her.

Shui Qianqin looked down at Rong Jin's eyes and looked at the bed, wishing she could find a hole in the hole, she would be dyed alone.

This is her own bed, but it's nothing, but when Rong Jin saw it, she really felt like her face was burning.

Buried his head hard in Rong Jin's arms.

Rong Jin lowered his head and kissed her heart, "Qian Qian, I am more familiar with you than myself, you have to get used to it."

Rong Jin knew that Shui Qianqian was embarrassed, but he didn't feel anything. The two did even the most intimate things. Everyone on her, he was very familiar with it. Seeing this alone was nothing.

And the woman's physiological period, he also knows.

With that said, Rong Jin took Shui Qianqin into the bathroom in large strides.

Shui Qianqian recalled Rong Jin's beautiful voice just now, and his face became hot.

Rong Jin put Shui Qianqin in the bathroom, and quickly found her clothes for changing.

There were spare things in the bathroom. Shui Qianqin brought all Rong Jin's clothes by the door and looked at the underwear inside, her face red with disapproval.

After Shui Qianqian had packed herself up, Rong Jin picked her up again and went into the bedroom, placing her carefully on the bed.

Now that the big beds have been packed, the original sheets and quilts have been changed.

Rong Jin picked up the brown sugar water placed on the bedside table and blew it, feeding the spoonful spoonful of water.

Shui Qianqin watched his delicate and gentle movements, and his heart trembled.

He treats her well, she sees it in her eyes, and she is always moved.

Rong Jin is cold and can freeze people, but warming is also capable of melting people's hearts. He is loved by him and is actually very happy.

Shui Qianqian leaned on him, drinking bit by bit.

After drinking, Rong Jin wiped her mouth with a tissue and placed a hot water bottle on her stomach. "Can I get better now?"

Shui Qianqian nodded, naturally the whole body was warming up.

She was cold and injured when she was a child. Every time she came to this place, she felt a lot of pain. She used to carry everything firmly before, and didn't feel anything.

But now that she was so pampered by the pain, she realized that some people felt so good.

And she is getting used to this embrace more and more, if he leaves one day, she can't stand it.

Perhaps it was this time when Shui Qianqin was particularly weak and sensitive. She looked at Rong Jin and said, "Rong Jin, will you leave me?"

Rong Jin heard this question, his expression changed, and sighed, "How can I be willing to leave you!"

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