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there is nothing?

The touch from behind me felt strangely soft, not like a pregnant woman's belly, but more like a pillow for sleeping.

Chen Jie slowly turned around, lowered his head to stare at her belly, and asked, "Nothing?"

Du Yaoyao regretted her soft-heartedness and impulsiveness for exposing the fact of fake pregnancy. She has not yet figured out how to get along with Shen Jie in the future.

At this point, she admitted, "I'm not pregnant..."

Shen Jie reached out and touched her belly, asking, "What else?"

They both knew that he was waiting for her to express her feelings.

Du Yaoyao took his bloodstained hand and changed the subject, "I'll help you go to my study to rest and ask a doctor to see you."

"Yaoyao," Chen Jie held her hand tightly and asked softly, "Do you like me?"

Du Yaoyao scratched his palm with her slender fingertips and said angrily, "Don't you have any idea at all?"

If she didn't feel anything, she wouldn't have let him into the house, let alone been so heartbroken to see him vomiting blood that she would hug him to show her goodwill.

——His temper and attitude have not been corrected yet.

Chen Jie was satisfied and leaned weakly against Du Yaoyao, his warm breath spraying against her ears.

"I want to sleep in my wife's study bed."

He did not forget to flirt even when he was sick. Du Yaoyao's face felt slightly hot and she helped him to the study.

The study is simply furnished with a desk, a chair, a row of bookshelves, and a small couch for resting. Du Yaoyao would lie on it when she got tired of reading or doing accounts.

Chen Jie was tall, and he had to curl up his legs slightly when lying on the small couch.

Du Yaoyao pretended not to see it.

She didn’t want to take Shen Jie to her bedroom. This man loved to take advantage of her. He slept on her bed in the boudoir and could do whatever he wanted to her in bed at night.

As long as he can get hard.

Liu'er invited a doctor, who took his pulse and said that his old illness had not yet healed and he was suffering from a cold. He prescribed some medicine and told him to take good care of himself.

Du Yaoyao went out to look at the medicine. Liu'er took this opportunity to tease her and asked, "Sir, is the lady's bed comfortable to sleep in?"

The small couch was narrow and I couldn't stretch my limbs freely. It was not as comfortable as a few broken wooden boards in the warehouse.

Chen Jie's eyebrows showed a hint of satisfaction, and he scolded Liu'er, "Get lost!"

But I was thinking: I have already slept on the bed in the study, so how far can the bed in the bedroom be?

Du Yaoyao brought a bowl of thick dark medicine, and the room was immediately filled with a bitter smell.

Shen Jie frowned deliberately.

Du Yaoyao sat beside the couch, scooped a spoonful of medicine and blew it gently, "Come, drink the medicine, you will get better after drinking it."

Shen Jie was a little reluctant, and asked first, "After drinking, will there be candy later?"

Who is Chen Jie? He has suffered countless hardships since childhood, so why would he be afraid of a mere bowl of bitter medicine? He was deliberately being coquettish in front of her.

Du Yaoyao calmed down and said, "You have a cough, you can't eat sweets."

"Oh..." Chen Jie's face was full of disappointment, "I've taken too many medicines in the past year, and I'm tired of it." He stared at her bright red lips with burning eyes, "Madam, can you give me some sweetness?"

His hint was so obvious that it was hard for Du Yaoyao to ignore it.

She leaned over and placed a light kiss on his lips, then handed him the medicine bowl and said, "Drink it yourself."

Chen Jie stared at the medicine bowl with difficulty, "Isn't it fed to you?"

Du Yaoyao argued, "If you take my sweetness, I won't feed you anymore."

"I can't taste it." Shen Jie complained, staring at her lips and licking his own.

The pervert himself! Du Yaoyao urged silently, "Drink quickly."

“I want to eat candy…” Shen Jie was persistent.

"You'll get it after you finish drinking it," Du Yaoyao coaxed helplessly, "Hurry up and drink it."

Chen Jie held Du Yaoyao's hand, fearing that she would regret it. After gulping down the medicine, he came close to her, blinking his bright eyes as if asking for candy.

Du Yaoyao stuck out her pink tongue, licked the medicine stains on his lips, and quickly retracted it, "Is it done?"

Chen Jie was still unsatisfied, his throat rolling, his tall nose tip pressed against her slender nose bridge, stroking and begging, "Yaoyao, give me some..."

He wants the kind of kiss that involves lips and tongue intertwining.

Du Yaoyao couldn't resist his tender attack, so she closed her eyes and raised her lips to him.

Chen Jie wrapped one hand around her waist, stroked her hair with the other, and kissed her gently.

As gentle as the spring breeze and drizzle, he traced the beautiful lines of her lips, tapped her pearly teeth with the tip of his tongue, and sucked on her soft tongue.

“Mmm…”