She climbed into his bed, lay down, and said comfortably: "I slept in your bed once, and I always felt that your bed was very warm. Maybe it was my imagination."

Pulling up the quilt to cover herself, Haitong said with a smile: "Zhan Yin, good night."

Zhan Yin's black eyes flashed and he stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, he lifted the quilt from her body and was about to be hit by a mountain of rocks.

But she sat up suddenly, got out of bed quickly, put on her slippers and left.

"Haitong."

Zhan Yin stretched out his hand to hold her.

"Um, I, I want to go back to my room and use the bathroom."

Her old friend might be here to spoil the mood.

A certain man was puzzled: "There is also a bathroom in my room."

"But there's one thing missing in your room. I'll come back and sleep on your bed after I've gone to the bathroom, but you, I can't sleep for the time being."

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Haitong pinched his face in shock, "Let's make him fatter."

No matter how stupid Zhan Yin was, he understood now. He slowly let go of his hand and asked her to go back to her room.

After a while, Haitong went back to his room again.

The scene she saw was Zhan Yin with his back to her, holding a pillow in both hands, as if he was sulking.

Haitong hesitated: Should she sleep in another room?

Forget it, let's go back and sleep with grandma for one night.

Haitong turned around and left.

"You don't want to be hugged anymore?"

Well?

Haitong stopped and turned to look at the sulking man.

"I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable for you to hold me."

"Better than sleeping alone."

Since he is not afraid of suffering, she will not be polite.

So, Haitong happily returned to Zhan Yin and said while lifting the quilt: "Don't be like this, like a resentful woman."

"I am male."

"Oh, resentful man."

Zhan Yin suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged her down. He pressed her up and kissed her fiercely, which made her feel better.

Hugging his beloved wife, he asked in a low voice: "How many days?"

"Seven plus three."

"so long?"

"I cherish my body. If you don't want to wait, let's continue sleeping in separate rooms."

It's not appropriate to do that when an old friend has just left.

The body is hers, and she will not harm her body in order to cooperate with his happiness.

Zhan Yin hugged her tightly, "Don't call me such a beast. Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Zhan Yin pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "Good night."

"Good night."

Haitong adjusted her sleeping position and fell asleep peacefully soon.

At the same time, the merchant's villa.

Mrs. Shang sat on the bed, holding in her hand a yellowed old photo that she had kept for decades. She looked at her sister in the photo, and her eyes turned red again when she thought that her sister might no longer be alive.

A big hand reached out and took away the photo in her hand.

"You've been watching for a whole day without eating, drinking, or talking. Do you want to worry me to death?"

Mr. Shang passed the tissue to his wife distressedly, and said distressedly: "We haven't decided yet, and you started crying. Maybe it will be in vain again."
Chapter completed!