Shi Qian winced.
Fu Sinian took the opportunity to yank the blanket back and cover his legs again.
Since he said so, she couldn't snatch it back.
Fu Sinian used this blanket exceptionally comfortably today.
From time to time, a faint fragrance wafted from this blanket.
This fragrance was identical to Shi Qian's.
Although he couldn't resist such soft things and even developed a fetish for them, not everything made him fall in love with them.
He might not be able to leave this blanket for a while.
He could not say why.
On the way back to the old master's ward, Fu Sinian wondered how he could keep the blanket.
Shi Qian and Fu Sinian went to see Shi Qiuran together. Old Master was the most nervous.
"Wen Lan, do you think Fu Sinian will be unhappy with his Mother-in-law? If I had known, I wouldn't have let him go. It would save me from being on tenterhooks here." After the old master finished speaking, he sighed.
