The next morning, Lin Yuhe woke up first.
When he opened his eyes, the beautiful and pale face of the woman was in front of him.
Lin Yuhe was shocked and was about to sit up when he suddenly felt that his lower body was surrounded by warmth, and his face changed.
His lower body was in full swing at this time, and he was still in the place where he didn't pull it out last night.
He twitched gently, and the thick semen flowed out mixed with blood.
Lin Yuhe slapped himself.
The woman had not woken up yet, and her body was in a mess at this moment.The originally fair skin is now full of purple and chewed everywhere, and the plump lips and chest are slightly swollen, not to mention the flower acupoint on the lower body.
Lin Yuhe was a little at a loss. Finally, he put the woman in a complete dress he took out of the cabinet, wrapped it in a quilt, and quietly took it out of the mansion.
The people from Xihe Villa have entered the city, and Lin Yuhe has placed the woman in his room.
Seeing that she had not woken up, she reached out to touch her forehead.
Sure enough, it started to burn.
He hesitated for a moment, and someone who was good at medical skills came in.
The man looked at his nose and nose. Seeing this situation, he hurriedly looked into his veins and said that his sexual intercourse was too intense and he would be cured in two days.But he hesitated and said that he seemed to have a poisoned pulse, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Lin Yuhe was a little anxious, so he asked someone to send a message to Mr. Fang in the village and asked him to come.
Then he heard that Meng Fuyao had no news since yesterday, and he felt even more irritable. He sat on the edge of the bed with his brow frowned.
Suddenly, a low moan came from beside him, and it was the woman who slowly woke up.
She opened her eyes and saw Lin Yuhe, frowned, and suddenly wanted to sit up, but fell down hard again.
She lowered her eyes and groaned.
Lin Yuhe reached out to help her, but she slapped her away again. When faced with this situation, he didn't know how to speak.
Qin Sang. The woman spoke, her voice a little dull. She looked up at Lin Yuhe, and my name was Qin Sang. This time she learned her lesson, held the bed and sat up slowly. Where is this?
Lin Yuhe was a little surprised. He thought Qin Sang would probably lose control after waking up. After all, it seemed that she was just an innocent woman in the boudoir.
Unexpectedly, her reaction was very calm.
I've been stalked by a yard.
Qin Sang leaned against the head of the bed, breathing slightly rapid. She looked at Lin Yuhe slantedly, her eyes and nose were a little red, with a sense of sternness and cowardice. What do you want to do if you bring me out?
Lin Yuhe heard a slight trembling in her voice, and the guilt in her heart became heavier. I was afraid that Miss Qin would be seen in the mansion and would affect the girl's reputation.
Qin Sang raised his hand and slapped Lin Yuhe. The tears finally fell down. Do you think I still have a reputation now?
Lin Yuhe could have avoided it, but he suffered that one, which probably would have made him feel better.
I was killed by a traitor last night and did such a disrespectful thing to the girl. Lin Yu and herself both found it difficult to speak. If Miss Qin did not dislike her, she would definitely be responsible to the girl.
Qin Sang was originally extremely beautiful, and her tears were like pear blossoms and rain. Coupled with the scars on the corners of her mouth, it had a kind of abused beauty.
She glared at Lin Yuhe hatefully, and saw the difficult look on his face, and couldn't help but sneer twice. Put away your embarrassed look, I don't need you, a traitor, to be responsible for me!
Seeing Qin Sang raise his tone, the voice showed a collapse, Lin Yuhe quickly tried to comfort her, but she slapped her hands away again.
It was already evening, and Qin Sang had almost slept for a day. Lin Yu and the police sent a bowl of porridge in, but Qin Sang lay down, facing the wall and facing him, feeling a sense of resistance.
Lin Yuhe held the porridge in his hand and said, "Do you drink some porridge to make your stomach?"
Qin Sang became even more irritable, you don’t need to pretend to be kind!
Lin Yuhe was a little anxious and directly reached out to pass under Qin Sang's shoulder, hugged the person and picked him up.
Qin Sang screamed in surprise, and was hugged by Lin Yuhe and left the bed with half of his body, and looked at him face to face.
Lin Yuhe was very close to Qin Sang, as if he could kiss her as soon as he lowered his head. Qin Sang struggled desperately, tears fell down, but he couldn't open Lin Yuhe's big hand.
You let me go, I drink, I drink!Qin Sang cried a little and was a little out of breath, and his voice was filled with a nasal sound.
Lin Yuhe felt guilty, but he knew that this was the only way to let Qin Sang eat at this time.
He kept silent, and held the person in his arms with his hands.
He asked Qin Sang to lean on his shoulder and walk through behind her, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other to prepare to feed her.
He felt Qin Sang trembling slightly in his arms. Unconsciously, he thought of last night, that Qin Sang was trembling under him and crying, giving him the ultimate ecstasy feeling.
Lin Yuhe cursed himself in his heart, shook his head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, and pressed it to Qin Sang's mouth.
Qin Sang took several sips obediently, but tears kept falling.
After drinking half a bowl, she turned her head and said with grievance, "I can't drink it anymore." After she turned her head, she was very close to Lin Yuhe's face. Lin Yuhe could even feel her breath and the fragrance coming from her.
Lin Yuhe nodded and put down the bowl. Yu Guang found that Qin Sang was holding the quilt tightly with both hands, and was still shaking.
Lin Yuhe sighed and let go of his hand. Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief and shrank into the bed again.
Lin Yuhe looked at Qin Sang.
Feeling his gaze, Qin Sang silently lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.
After feeling the huge gap in power between the two, Qin Sang completely lost the momentum he had just woken up.
Lin Yuhe reached out to explore Qin Sang's forehead. Qin Sang shook like a frightened kitten. He looked up at him and his eyes turned red again.
It seems to be even worse than before.
Lin Yuhe felt a headache.
I don’t know what poison I was infected last night, and if it would have really passed for her.
Lin Yuhe frowned, wondering how long it will take for Mr. Fang to feel it.
Miss Qin, you should not be able to walk outside at this time, so it is better to have something to do with me.Everything will be said when you get better.Lin Yuhe watched Qin Sang drink a bowl of antipyretic medicine and comfort him softly.
Qin Sang carefully handed the medicine bowl back to Lin Yuhe, pouted his mouth aggrievedly, tightened the quilt and began to face the wall again.
Lin Yuhe really didn't know how to deal with this mess. If he had a choice, he felt that he might not have died last night.
Now that I am unforgivable to the girl, I really don’t know how to deal with myself.
He tucked Qin Sang's quilt and went to the outside room.
His subordinates also sent him a message from Qin Sang.
She was not the daughter of the prefect, but the friend of the prefect's daughter. For some reason, she came here from the capital to visit the prefect's lady, so she lived in a side courtyard.
Lin Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he was not the prefect's daughter. He took her out of the mansion at best and would not cause any other trouble.
Meng Fuyao still had no new news. Lin Yuhe was really worried, but at this moment he was worried about leaving Qin Sang alone again, so he had to send more hands to find someone in the forest yesterday.
What is the reason is that you have to see people alive and die with corpses.
Lin Yuhe felt a dull pain in his heart, soaring, soaring.
He and Meng Fuyao had already made a marriage, and now he couldn't help but do something to be sorry for her, and even lost Fuyao. After returning to the villa, he didn't know how to explain to Uncle Meng.
For the first time in the past twenty years, Lin Yuhe felt that his future path was covered by a fog.Trying to look back, but the origin is even more unbearable.Rubbing his eyebrows, Lin Yuhe's heart was in a mess.
When he opened his eyes, the beautiful and pale face of the woman was in front of him.
Lin Yuhe was shocked and was about to sit up when he suddenly felt that his lower body was surrounded by warmth, and his face changed.
His lower body was in full swing at this time, and he was still in the place where he didn't pull it out last night.
He twitched gently, and the thick semen flowed out mixed with blood.
Lin Yuhe slapped himself.
The woman had not woken up yet, and her body was in a mess at this moment.The originally fair skin is now full of purple and chewed everywhere, and the plump lips and chest are slightly swollen, not to mention the flower acupoint on the lower body.
Lin Yuhe was a little at a loss. Finally, he put the woman in a complete dress he took out of the cabinet, wrapped it in a quilt, and quietly took it out of the mansion.
The people from Xihe Villa have entered the city, and Lin Yuhe has placed the woman in his room.
Seeing that she had not woken up, she reached out to touch her forehead.
Sure enough, it started to burn.
He hesitated for a moment, and someone who was good at medical skills came in.
The man looked at his nose and nose. Seeing this situation, he hurriedly looked into his veins and said that his sexual intercourse was too intense and he would be cured in two days.But he hesitated and said that he seemed to have a poisoned pulse, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Lin Yuhe was a little anxious, so he asked someone to send a message to Mr. Fang in the village and asked him to come.
Then he heard that Meng Fuyao had no news since yesterday, and he felt even more irritable. He sat on the edge of the bed with his brow frowned.
Suddenly, a low moan came from beside him, and it was the woman who slowly woke up.
She opened her eyes and saw Lin Yuhe, frowned, and suddenly wanted to sit up, but fell down hard again.
She lowered her eyes and groaned.
Lin Yuhe reached out to help her, but she slapped her away again. When faced with this situation, he didn't know how to speak.
Qin Sang. The woman spoke, her voice a little dull. She looked up at Lin Yuhe, and my name was Qin Sang. This time she learned her lesson, held the bed and sat up slowly. Where is this?
Lin Yuhe was a little surprised. He thought Qin Sang would probably lose control after waking up. After all, it seemed that she was just an innocent woman in the boudoir.
Unexpectedly, her reaction was very calm.
I've been stalked by a yard.
Qin Sang leaned against the head of the bed, breathing slightly rapid. She looked at Lin Yuhe slantedly, her eyes and nose were a little red, with a sense of sternness and cowardice. What do you want to do if you bring me out?
Lin Yuhe heard a slight trembling in her voice, and the guilt in her heart became heavier. I was afraid that Miss Qin would be seen in the mansion and would affect the girl's reputation.
Qin Sang raised his hand and slapped Lin Yuhe. The tears finally fell down. Do you think I still have a reputation now?
Lin Yuhe could have avoided it, but he suffered that one, which probably would have made him feel better.
I was killed by a traitor last night and did such a disrespectful thing to the girl. Lin Yu and herself both found it difficult to speak. If Miss Qin did not dislike her, she would definitely be responsible to the girl.
Qin Sang was originally extremely beautiful, and her tears were like pear blossoms and rain. Coupled with the scars on the corners of her mouth, it had a kind of abused beauty.
She glared at Lin Yuhe hatefully, and saw the difficult look on his face, and couldn't help but sneer twice. Put away your embarrassed look, I don't need you, a traitor, to be responsible for me!
Seeing Qin Sang raise his tone, the voice showed a collapse, Lin Yuhe quickly tried to comfort her, but she slapped her hands away again.
It was already evening, and Qin Sang had almost slept for a day. Lin Yu and the police sent a bowl of porridge in, but Qin Sang lay down, facing the wall and facing him, feeling a sense of resistance.
Lin Yuhe held the porridge in his hand and said, "Do you drink some porridge to make your stomach?"
Qin Sang became even more irritable, you don’t need to pretend to be kind!
Lin Yuhe was a little anxious and directly reached out to pass under Qin Sang's shoulder, hugged the person and picked him up.
Qin Sang screamed in surprise, and was hugged by Lin Yuhe and left the bed with half of his body, and looked at him face to face.
Lin Yuhe was very close to Qin Sang, as if he could kiss her as soon as he lowered his head. Qin Sang struggled desperately, tears fell down, but he couldn't open Lin Yuhe's big hand.
You let me go, I drink, I drink!Qin Sang cried a little and was a little out of breath, and his voice was filled with a nasal sound.
Lin Yuhe felt guilty, but he knew that this was the only way to let Qin Sang eat at this time.
He kept silent, and held the person in his arms with his hands.
He asked Qin Sang to lean on his shoulder and walk through behind her, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other to prepare to feed her.
He felt Qin Sang trembling slightly in his arms. Unconsciously, he thought of last night, that Qin Sang was trembling under him and crying, giving him the ultimate ecstasy feeling.
Lin Yuhe cursed himself in his heart, shook his head, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, and pressed it to Qin Sang's mouth.
Qin Sang took several sips obediently, but tears kept falling.
After drinking half a bowl, she turned her head and said with grievance, "I can't drink it anymore." After she turned her head, she was very close to Lin Yuhe's face. Lin Yuhe could even feel her breath and the fragrance coming from her.
Lin Yuhe nodded and put down the bowl. Yu Guang found that Qin Sang was holding the quilt tightly with both hands, and was still shaking.
Lin Yuhe sighed and let go of his hand. Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief and shrank into the bed again.
Lin Yuhe looked at Qin Sang.
Feeling his gaze, Qin Sang silently lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.
After feeling the huge gap in power between the two, Qin Sang completely lost the momentum he had just woken up.
Lin Yuhe reached out to explore Qin Sang's forehead. Qin Sang shook like a frightened kitten. He looked up at him and his eyes turned red again.
It seems to be even worse than before.
Lin Yuhe felt a headache.
I don’t know what poison I was infected last night, and if it would have really passed for her.
Lin Yuhe frowned, wondering how long it will take for Mr. Fang to feel it.
Miss Qin, you should not be able to walk outside at this time, so it is better to have something to do with me.Everything will be said when you get better.Lin Yuhe watched Qin Sang drink a bowl of antipyretic medicine and comfort him softly.
Qin Sang carefully handed the medicine bowl back to Lin Yuhe, pouted his mouth aggrievedly, tightened the quilt and began to face the wall again.
Lin Yuhe really didn't know how to deal with this mess. If he had a choice, he felt that he might not have died last night.
Now that I am unforgivable to the girl, I really don’t know how to deal with myself.
He tucked Qin Sang's quilt and went to the outside room.
His subordinates also sent him a message from Qin Sang.
She was not the daughter of the prefect, but the friend of the prefect's daughter. For some reason, she came here from the capital to visit the prefect's lady, so she lived in a side courtyard.
Lin Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief. It would be better if he was not the prefect's daughter. He took her out of the mansion at best and would not cause any other trouble.
Meng Fuyao still had no new news. Lin Yuhe was really worried, but at this moment he was worried about leaving Qin Sang alone again, so he had to send more hands to find someone in the forest yesterday.
What is the reason is that you have to see people alive and die with corpses.
Lin Yuhe felt a dull pain in his heart, soaring, soaring.
He and Meng Fuyao had already made a marriage, and now he couldn't help but do something to be sorry for her, and even lost Fuyao. After returning to the villa, he didn't know how to explain to Uncle Meng.
For the first time in the past twenty years, Lin Yuhe felt that his future path was covered by a fog.Trying to look back, but the origin is even more unbearable.Rubbing his eyebrows, Lin Yuhe's heart was in a mess.
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