Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Lin Yutong secretly sighed, rich people really enjoy it.

A mere bowl of porridge looks so high-end. Looking at the decoration layout, it is like traveling back to ancient times.

"Why are you still in a daze, eat quickly, are you really going to die? Make fun of your own body!"

Seeing that she was still staring at the bowl of porridge in a daze at this moment, Leng Mohan couldn't help urging her, and knit her brows together tightly.

"Isn't that your fault?" Lin Yutong replied weakly, looking at him aggrieved.

Leng Mohan's anger was extinguished in an instant, his face was full of helplessness, there was really nothing he could do about her.

It was obvious that she rejected her marriage proposal, and now that she has starved herself to such an extent, she has turned around and put the responsibility on her own head.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, and I don't want to starve you like this."

Leng Mohan hugged her distressedly: "Be obedient, eat porridge first, you haven't eaten for two meals, you will starve your stomach to death."

"Okay," Lin Yutong leaned in his arms very obediently, with a obedient smile on his face.

But a flash of pride flashed in his heart, and he knew that he would feel distressed.

"Don't just talk, eat quickly!" Leng Mohan saw that she was only talking but not eating, and urged her anxiously.

"I want you to hello," Lin Yutong looked at him with a cute smile.

"Okay, I'll feed you," Leng Mohan agreed in one gulp.

Knowing that this little woman tormented him on purpose, he was also willing.

He admitted that he had no temper in front of this little woman, and he resignedly took a spoonful of porridge and fed it into her mouth.

Lin Yutong opened his mouth to eat it, frowned and shouted: "It's so hot!"

Leng Mohan dropped the spoon in his hand, and pinched her chin with quick eyes and hands.

The whole movement is like flowing water, without the slightest dislike at all.

"I think you are stupid! Don't you know how to spit it out! Let me see if there is any burn!" Leng Mohan was extremely nervous.

Lin Yutong pursed her lips, feeling a little regretful looking at those.

This porridge looks delicious, and I made it before I tasted it. In fact, the temperature of the porridge is really suitable.

"It hurts..." Lin Yutong said delicately.

"Where does it hurt?"

Leng Mohan was extremely worried, and kept looking at various places in her mouth.

"Here?" Lin Yutong pointed to a place in his mouth.

"Is this place?" Leng Mohan hurriedly looked over.

"No, a little bit on the side."

"Is that here!"

"Neither!"

"Isn't it?"

Leng Mohan suddenly put down his hand, because she saw Leng Mohan looking at her playfully.

The next moment, he kissed her without warning: "Since it hurts everywhere, I can only treat you like this."

Although it was a punitive kiss, it was so gentle and touching.

Lin Yutong looked at the man in front of him, and felt a warm feeling in his heart, even immersed in this kiss with peace and tranquility.

When they got home at night, the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention what happened during the day.

"Honey, I'm so hungry..."

Leng Mohan looked at Lin Yutong eagerly, how could he still have the aura of a domineering president in the company.

"There are still noodles at home, may I cook you a bowl?" Lin Yutong asked intentionally.

"I don't want to eat noodles," Leng Mohan pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly:

"Baby, I want to eat you, you give me to eat."

Lin Yutong had already guessed that this was the case, and picked up a pillow beside him and threw it on him:
"You better stop eating me, I'll cook noodles for you in the kitchen."

Leng Mohan clung to her reluctantly, hugged her waist and refused to let go.

Looking up, she saw her half-smiling eyes, and finally let go of her hand obediently.

"Then listen to your wife." He watched her eagerly as she entered the kitchen.

The morning sun shone through the hollowed-out curtains on the faces of the couple on the bed.

Leng Mohan has already opened his eyes, looking at the beautiful face of the person beside him, there is affection and deepness in his eyes.

Maybe this is him.

But whether it is or not, there is nothing, the way he comes out is the way you want him to be.

Maybe, there is no child between them. If there is a child, Lin Yutong will probably not reject him.

Marry him, and he will treat her well for the rest of his life.

Gently imprinting a kiss on her forehead, Leng Mohan softly said sorry in his heart, please forgive me for loving you so much.

When Lin Yutong woke up, the quilt slipped off her body.

The blue, purple and red marks on her body were all exposed at once. She looked down and saw it, and couldn't help but blush.

As long as she thinks of Leng Mohan and the madness of last night, she will feel a shudder in her heart.

What belongs to Leng Mohan alone, no one can provoke it except him.

She sideways opened the drawer on the bedside table, took out a white bottle inside, poured out a pill and threw it into her mouth.

The bitter medicine was swallowed like this, and she didn't even drink the water.

Whenever Leng Mohan did not take safety measures, she would take a contraceptive pill.

Whether it is physically or psychologically, she is now unable to welcome the emergence of a new life.

The medicine still tastes bitter, but it is no longer the original medicine.

Lin Yutong didn't notice this, she didn't want Leng Mohan to know about her taking contraceptive pills.

When she rejected his marriage proposal that day, she knew that she had hurt him deeply.

If he knew that she didn't even want to give birth to him, I'm afraid the two of them would not be as close as they are now.