Lin Rui thought about it and said seriously: "Brother, I understand. I will change in the future."

"Yeah." Lin Feng nodded.

The two chatted for a few more minutes before going to bed.

…

The other side.

After a hard and sweaty struggle, Zhao Xihua gradually became sober and calm.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking like he had committed a serious mistake, holding his head and wearing only a pair of large shorts, sitting there extremely depressed.

Lin Nuo sat on the bed, hugging the sheets, with her white shoulders exposed.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was very tense.

After a while, Lin Nuo moved, picked up the clothes on the bedside and put them on. Zhao Xihua didn't react at all during the whole process.

"Brother Xihua."

After putting on his clothes, Lin Nuo gently touched Zhao Xihua's shoulder with his hand. He froze and said nothing.

"Brother Xihua..."

Lin Nuo called out again, as if hesitating to speak.

She asked hesitantly, "You...what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

Zhao Xihua shook his head.

He was the one who did it, and it was Lin Nuo who suffered the loss. At this point, he couldn't blame Lin Nuo.

"Brother Xihua, do you regret it?"

Lin Nuo asked cautiously.

“…”

Zhao Xihua wanted to say no, but he couldn't say such a thing against his will.

He pursed his lips for a long time, but in the end he said nothing.

This was equivalent to tacit agreement. Lin Nuo gritted his teeth secretly, but pretended to be hurt on his face.

"Brother Xihua, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't suggested drinking, this wouldn't have happened."

She blamed herself.

Zhao Xihua saw that Lin Nuo, a woman, took all the responsibility on herself, but as a man, he was thinking about what other ways he could use to avoid taking responsibility.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt like he wasn't a human being.

So he said, "Lin Nuo, this is not your fault. I just couldn't control myself for a moment."

Hearing this, Lin Nuo asked cautiously: "Brother Xihua, what should we do now?"

She acted a little panicked again, "Will I be pregnant?"

Zhao Xihua: “…”

When he heard the word pregnancy, his face became even uglier. He didn't know whether he was pregnant or not.

After all, no one can predict such things.

Some people succeed in one try, while others work hard for half a year but still fail.

As for what to do, he didn't know. His mind was in a mess and all he could think about was Lin Xiaoxiao.

He drank too much yesterday and thought things very extremely, believing that Lin Xiaoxiao was the kind of woman who would sell everything for money.

But when he sobered up, his thoughts changed again, and he felt that perhaps there was some hidden story that he didn't know about.

Just like when he was selling screws, didn’t he also misunderstand Lin Rui?

How could he misunderstand again without clarifying the facts?

If he really misunderstood, what should he do now?

He and Lin Nuo have become a reality.

The more Zhao Xihua thought about it, the more upset he became.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Lin Nuo asked, "Brother Xihua, do you think it's not good for something like this to happen before we get married?"

This sentence gave Zhao Xihua a way out, and Zhao Xihua nodded.

"Yeah! It's not very good indeed."

“But it has already happened to us!”

As Lin Nuo spoke, he couldn't help but lift the quilt, revealing the bright red color on the bed sheet.

When Zhao Xihua saw it out of the corner of his eye, his expression turned even worse.

If it were in the past, Lin Nuo would have said something to prevent Zhao Xihua from taking responsibility, and then stimulate Zhao Xihua's chauvinistic heart, making him feel guilty and blame himself, and then take the initiative to take responsibility.