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Chapter 421: Exotic feelings [11]

After Shangguan Chen gave her water, he was still on her lips, lingering on her lips, turning and rubbing, lingering.

He just kissed her lightly, tasting her sweetness like a dragonfly.

The warm spirit, with its tongue that cherished it with utmost care, licked her lips, slowly and carefully.

Han Zhiyan was extremely well-behaved. She leaned softly on him, opened her mouth slightly, closed her eyes, and spontaneously catered to him.

For a long time, until Han Zhiyan was slightly short of breath, Shangguan Chen let her go, his eyes gradually became hot, and he said in a rough voice, "Yanyan, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Han Zhiyan was as soft as a cat clinging to him, looking at him with charming eyes, pouting, and shaking her head.

At this time, her pale face was tinged with crystal rosy, her lips were also tinged with blood, and her eyelashes were flickering as she looked at him, looking extremely seductive.

Shangguan Chen couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and leaned forward again like a man possessed, and slowly kissed her delicate lips.

Her lips were as delicate and sweet as ever, and they were still so sweet that he was fascinated by them.

After Shangguan Chen had a brief taste, he pecked her gently before reluctantly letting her go.

Time passed slowly, and the two of them slowly stared at each other with glue-like eyes under their eyes.

After a while, Shangguan Chen took out his cell phone and asked Pei Wen to bring food.

Soon, Pei Wen brought the food, and Shangguan Chen's smiling eyes always fell on the person in his arms, so he saw what was interesting and left.

After Han Zhiyan drank the porridge, she also ate some at will. Shangguan Chen asked her to lie on the bed and rest.

But she said flatly, "My body is so sticky that I can't sleep."

Shangguan Chen sighed and walked towards the bathroom with her in his arms.

After adjusting the water temperature, he got her pajamas and bath towel, and turned around, only to see Han Zhiyan looking at him for a moment.

"What's wrong?" He walked up to her, frowned, looked at her and asked softly.

He seemed to see the fleeting sadness on her face, which was so fast that he thought it was an illusion. Then, he saw her lazy smile and eyes like water.

"No, I just feel so happy...so at ease...Chen" she put her hands around his neck, buried her head in his chest, and murmured softly.

Then, he reached out his hand and helped him unbutton his shirt one by one.

The movements are very seductive.

Shangguan Chen's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his calm eyes suddenly became hot, as if they were about to drown him.

When her hand touched his third button, he grabbed her naughty hand to calm her frantic breathing and cover up the burning heat.

"Be good, wash yourself, and go to bed early after washing."

After saying that, he looked at her affectionately and quickly walked out of the bathroom.

Han Zhiyan looked at his fleeing figure and chuckled.

However, what Pei Wen said that day kept spinning in my mind:

"Young Master Chen has been having some health problems recently. I hope that Young Mistress will pay more attention to it."

In fact, even though Pei Wen didn't say what the disease was, she knew the facts, but was there really no way to treat such a disease?

Han Zhiyan lowered her head and caressed her swollen belly involuntarily with her hands. Her heart suddenly trembled and her face turned pale in pain.

"Chen, how can I help you? I'm so scared, so scared..."

I closed my eyes, and felt a warmth gently slide down my face. The hot tears cooled instantly at room temperature.

Shangguan Chen's slightly anxious voice suddenly came from outside the bathroom, "Yanyan, haven't you washed yourself yet?"

Han Zhiyan wiped herself dry quickly, took a deep breath, and her voice seemed hoarse, "No... soon... soon..."

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