In the guest room, the noise continued.
Lin Qinghui stepped forward, only to see mo chenghuan move in front of her.
"I'll do it. " He said.
This was a man's instinctive desire to protect himself. However, whether there was danger inside, the man would always go first and the woman would follow closely behind.
Lin Qinghui looked at his back, and the admiration in her eyes grew stronger.
"Be careful," Lin Qinghui said in a low voice.
She spoke very softly, perhaps because she grew up in C city. She exuded the aura of a little woman from head to toe. Even though she was now close to 50 years old and had given birth to a child, her charm had not decreased. Instead, it had increased.
It was said that confinement was a woman's second Life, and it was true. She had done well during her confinement and was taken care of well. Now, her skin was getting better and better, and she seemed to be a few years younger.
