After endless demands and endless intercourse, Feng Yu finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
In her sleep, Feng Yu clearly felt that there was a warm, strong, and powerful embrace holding her. The breath invisibly gave her a very safe and secure feeling. Feng Yu couldn't help but lean over, wanting to hold on tightly.
Don't let go.
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When Feng Yu woke up, it was already dark outside, and there were faint candles burning in the room with closed doors and windows.
Feng Yu didn't get up immediately. She was slightly stunned when she looked at the white gauze curtain above her. The hand under the brocade quilt unconsciously covered her flat belly. In fact, she also liked children in her heart. She had never thought about it before.
I had always been forced by Xin Moge before, and I didn't know Xin Moge's heart. Naturally, he didn't want children under such circumstances, but it was different now.
Xin Moge pushed open the door and came in, holding steaming porridge in his hand.
Of course, Xin Moge didn’t cook the porridge, Xin Moge just brought it in with his own hands.
Feng Yu looked over. At this moment, she felt that Xin Moge looked so good-looking. She had never looked good before. She couldn't help but slowly pursed her lips and smiled silently.
Xin Moge didn't notice immediately that Feng Yu had woken up. After putting the porridge on the table, he turned and walked towards the bamboo bed.
Feng Yu still didn't say anything, wanting to see what Xin Moge would do.
Xin Moge flicked his sleeves, sat down on the edge of the bed, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, then opened the brocade quilt on Feng Yu's body and prepared to apply medicine to Feng Yu.
Feng Yu didn't expect Xin Moge to do this. She immediately stretched out her hand to pull back the brocade quilt that had been lifted, and sat up. She hugged the quilt and shrank in. The pain all over her body could be clearly heard from her movements.
Her limbs and bones were all over her body, and it was as if her whole body had been dismantled and reassembled. Feng Yu couldn't help but take a breath.
"Are you awake?" Xin Moge said softly.
Feng Yu nodded, said "Yes" with a blushing face, and then asked: "What are you doing?"
"Give you medicine." Xin Moge replied without changing his expression, and raised the small porcelain bottle in his hand, then asked Feng Yu to come over, "Come here."
Feng Yu looked over and vaguely felt that the small porcelain bottle held by Xin Moge was a bit familiar. By the way, it seemed to be the bottle of medicine he used to inject her with medicine on the morning after the wedding night. Suddenly, Feng Yu felt
His whole body turned red, from his face to his feet, and he stammered: "I...I'm fine."
"Is it really okay?" Xin Moge asked.
Feng Yu was questioned by Xin Moge, and she felt the pain in her lower body became more and more clear. She was annoyed that Xin Moge had so much energy, and she stuttered back again and again: "I... I will do it myself."
Xin Moge didn't force himself, and handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Feng Yu, saying, "Take the good medicine, get up and drink porridge."
Feng Yu nodded, took the porcelain bottle, blushed and applied medicine to her lower body under the brocade quilt. When her hand touched it, she felt pain there, but fortunately, the medicine given by Xin Moge was really good.
, the icy cold feeling quickly overcame the pain and was very comfortable. After all, Feng Yu was shy, so she did not apply the medicine deeply, but only applied some outside.
Xin Moge got up and went to sit down at the table.
After Feng Yu took the medicine, she took the neatly folded clothes next to the pillow and quickly put them on.
When I was wearing clothes, my arms were more or less exposed to the air, with deep and shallow marks everywhere, indescribable ambiguity.
