Han Dongchen wasn't pleased anymore. His gaze slightly shrank, and then, with a spin, Su Xiaowan heard, "Slash---".
Then, she silently began to cry. Oh, her silk pajamas, her silk pajamas were just destroyed by Han Dongchen.
However, the area around Su Xiaowan's protected belly didn't go white. Moreover, it had only been a little over two months, so there wasn't much flesh there, but the skin hadn't healed well; it was still a bit dark, which made Su Xiaowan shy away from letting Han Dongchen see it.
...
However, when she opened her eyes, daylight had already brightened the sky. Su Xiaowan's face flushed suddenly, realizing that morning mealtime had surely passed. She couldn't help but silently fume. Han Dongchen, this guy, hmph, that shameless man, just wait to be sorted out.
