Deep in Wang Xiaolan's heart, her love for the man in front of her is greater than that for the man in her previous life.
"Even if I had the chance to go back, I would take you and the child with me. But that's impossible now."
"Wife, I feel relieved with your words."
"Why, are you afraid that I'll run away?"
"Well, a little bit."
She turned over and sat on Zhao Lihan's thighs, put her arms around his waist, and rested her head on Zhao Lihan's shoulders.
She asked coquettishly, "Tell me the truth, do you still love her in your heart?"
He held Wang Xiaolan's face in his hands, rested his forehead on the tip of her nose, and asked, "Are you jealous?"
"I'm not jealous."
His Adam's apple rolled up and down as he said, "That's a really hard question to answer. Are you saying I don't love you? Your current body was given to you by her, so you're saying I love you? Your soul isn't hers. I love the union of you two even more. Are you satisfied with my answer?"
"You're just playing tricks. I'm going to ignore you." She said as she was about to leave his body.
He grabbed her hand and said, "Wife, you are angry. I am not good at speaking. I will answer you however you want me to, okay?"
Wang Xiaolan thought about it and felt that this question was indeed difficult to answer. She was also embarrassed to do so, so she could only pretend to be angry, shake off his hand, and insist on leaving him and going back to her bed.
Seeing that she was really angry, Zhao Lihan immediately sat up straight, hugged her tightly in his arms, and kissed her cheek.
He whispered in her ear, "Now that you're riding on me, don't even think about escaping from me. I'm going to hold you tightly. I really like you. Don't doubt my love for you."
Wang Xiaolan knew in her heart that he was loyal to her love, so she deliberately struggled a few times in his arms and then stopped.
Wang Xiaolan listened quietly to his breathing. The sound was like a breeze blowing on her ears, itchy, warm, and making her heart beat.
Wang Xiaolan stretched her neck, raised her head, and gently bit the tip of his nose.
At this moment, Zhao Lihan's heart was suddenly filled with waves, and he hugged her tighter.
He whispered softly in her ear, "Honey, aren't you angry anymore? How do you feel now?"
"Not very good?"
"What's wrong with you?"
"whole body……"
"Let me give you a massage."
Wang Xiaolan did not answer him, but curled up in his arms, pressing her burning face tightly against his chest, listening to his thumping heartbeat, and her blood immediately began to boil.
At this moment, Zhao Lihan also felt a fire burning in his chest.
While licking her earlobe with the tip of his tongue, he asked gently, "Baby, can you handle it?"
"No problem, what about you?"
Zhao Lihan understood what she meant and unconsciously took off her clothes. Her snow-white skin was immediately revealed before his eyes. He felt the blood in his body rushing to his head...
She was like an obedient little girl, letting Zhao Lihan touch all over her body, even the most sensitive parts.
She secretly said in her heart: "This seemingly serious man is not honest in bed. This is too much! I don't hate him at all. On the contrary, I feel particularly comfortable with him."
When she thought of this, her face flushed again. Fortunately, it was night and he couldn't see it anyway.
Wang Xiaolan snuggled tightly in his arms like a little bird, and felt unprecedented satisfaction.
"Li Han, take a break, let me do it..."
"Can you do it?"
"I'll try."
After a while, Wang Xiaolan was also sweating profusely.
"Hubby, I can't do it anymore."
"I'll do this kind of work!"
When he got no answer, he reached out and touched her back, but she lay motionless on his chest.
"Wife, wife."
Wang Xiaolan did not respond. He shook her body, but she lay there motionless, snoring slightly.
He turned sideways and gently put her down, looking at her affectionately with a satisfied smile.
He gently brushed the hair away from her face and whispered, "You went to sleep just like that and left me all alone. Hey! You didn't even say hello, what a little naughty kid..."
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Wang Xiaolan slept until ten o'clock the next day. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and onto the bed.
She stretched her body and felt sore all over. She looked at the alarm clock on the table and her heart ached.
In her heart, she was still blaming Zhao Lihan: "This guy is really something. Every time he wakes up, he doesn't call me. There are patients waiting for me at the health station. Isn't he afraid of what others will say? This guy is really getting more and more outrageous."
Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, so painful that she couldn't straighten her back, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
At this time, the door of the room opened quietly, and Zhao Lihan walked in with a basin of water for washing face. He saw that Wang Xiaolan's face was pale and her forehead was covered with sweat.
He quickly put down the washbasin, ran to her bed, supported Wang Xiaolan, and asked anxiously: "Wife, what's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Wang Xiaolan waved her hand: "It's okay, it's okay."
"It's okay, you're in this state. I'll carry you to the hospital."
Wang Xiaolan raised her head and was about to say something when suddenly a hot current surged out of her lower body like a tide. She had a painful expression on her face and couldn't speak for a long time.
When Zhao Lihan saw this scene, he hurriedly picked up a coat and put it on her, then took out a pair of autumn trousers, lifted the quilt, and saw a pool of blood on the bed. He was dumbfounded and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. Wang Xiaolan pulled him.
Zhao Lihan finally came to his senses: "Oh my God! Wife, you must listen to me today. We must go to the county hospital for treatment."
Wang Xiaolan waved her hands weakly and said, "The hospital can't treat this disease. Help me go to the bathroom first."
As soon as she got out of bed, another hot stream gushed out of her body. The blood flowed down her thighs, all the way to the insteps of her feet, and then flowed to the floor.
Zhao Lihan was sweating profusely and said, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Did I overexert myself last night?"
Wang Xiaolan burst out laughing when she heard this: "You!..."
Zhao Lihan said seriously: "It's so serious, and you can still laugh."
The two of them came to the bathroom door.
Wang Xiaolan said, "Go to the desk and open the drawer on the left. You will see a pink paper box. Please help me get it."
"Baby, why are you still thinking about that box at this time?"
Wang Xiaolan pushed him and said, "Just go get it when I tell you to. Stop nagging."
"Okay, I'll get it."
Zhao Lihan took out the box and took a special look at it. There was nothing special about it. The words "menstrual belt" were written on it.
Zhao Lihan handed it to her and asked, "Wife, what is this 'menstrual belt' used for?"
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