Zhang's wife let out an "Aiya" and gestured towards Lin Jinran with her chin, "Young Master injured his right hand, he can't use chopsticks. Young Madam, please help him.">She blinked her long eyelash...Fu MoHan held a towel, his eyes landing first on the woman sleeping soundly in bed. He slowed his pace, walking to Lin JinRan's window first and bending down to carefully tuck the blankets around her.

A slightly cold fingertip touched Lin Jinran's neck, and the little woman instinctively shrank back, motionless.

Fu Mo Han's thin lips curled into a slight smile, he withdrew his finger, sat up and switched off the bedside lamp. He then walked to the bed and went to rest.

Inside, the dim light of the forest gently opened a crack. After adjusting to the brightness, he looked towards the man in the distance and could discern his high cheekbones.

Just looking at him/her makes me feel so happy, it would be great if this could last forever.

Fingers beneath the blanket gently stroked her flat stomach. She was nearly two months pregnant, just as always, with no changes. Should she go for another check-up

Did Lu Liming leave to go to the hospital he introduced, or just a random oneis lips, leaned down and his thin lips almost touched her sensitive earlobe. He blew gently, "Don't worry, we have a lot of time, no need to rush." 。In a single moment, Lin Jinran's rosy cheeks flushe...