At this moment, Ming Ye seemed to have completely fallen into a coma. The more she screamed, the tighter he hugged her.

Bai Ling felt that all the air in her chest was about to be squeezed out, "Tomorrow night, tomorrow night... wake up! I almost... can't breathe, tomorrow night..."

But no matter how she screamed, there was no sign of waking up tomorrow night. Instead, Bai Ling looked at the gray-blue ceiling and sighed feebly. Look, being a baby mother is not easy.

Bai Ling was lucky enough to think that maybe...the housekeeper would come up and take a look when she didn't go down, and then he could help her pull Ming Ye away.

But Bai Ling didn't know that among the Ming family's servants, except for the regular maid who came to clean Ming Ye's room at noon, no one dared to enter Young Master Ming's room at other times. This has been an unwritten rule of the Ming family for more than twenty years.

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She looked down at the man who was quietly leaning on her chest, thinking about taking advantage of him even in his coma, and her heart softened unconsciously.

When a person is sick, that is when he is most vulnerable. Ming Ye's beautiful eyebrows were closed, his brows were furrowed, with a look of pain, and his body was terribly hot.

Even next to him, Bai Ling felt that the temperature was making her uncomfortable, let alone tomorrow night.

She stretched out her hand and gently tapped Ming Ye's eyebrows, and whispered:

"I'll tell you tomorrow night. I'll give you the advantage tonight. I'll just pretend that I'm sleeping with my little son in my arms."

After saying that, Bai Ling despised herself. It should be said that her son was sleeping with her in his arms, and... the youngest son of the Shui family was so big.

If outsiders knew about this, they would inevitably say that she seduced her stepson, was shameless, and was a vixen...

Bai Ling was in good spirits at first. After an hour passed, Bai Ling's eyes gradually felt a little blurry as she stared at the ceiling, and her eyelids bulged.

Two hours later, Bai Ling rubbed Ming Ye's body twice, grunted, and fell asleep.

Bai Ling, who was sleeping, didn't know it, but the arms tightly wrapped around her seemed to be loosening.

The person buried in her chest slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dark like a lone wolf searching in the wild, dangerous, lonely, lonely, sad...

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Dear friends, there will be no update today, we will continue tomorrow~~~~(3)
Chapter completed!