at's left now is time. 。In the evening, Fu Mo'han returned home, Lin Jinran pretended to be asleep. 。Fu Mo Han stood in front of her for a long time, then turned and closed the door before leaving. 。...Fu MoHan held a towel, his eyes landing first on the woman sleeping soundly in bed. He slowed his pace, walking to Lin JinRan's window first and bending down to carefully tuck the blankets around her.

A slightly cold fingertip touched Lin Jinran's neck, and the little woman instinctively shrank back, motionless.

Fu Mo Han's thin lips curled into a slight smile, he withdrew his finger, sat up and switched off the bedside lamp. He then walked to the bed and went to rest.

Inside, the dim light of the forest gently opened a crack. After adjusting to the brightness, he looked towards the man in the distance and could discern his high cheekbones.

Just looking at him/her makes me feel so happy, it would be great if this could last forever.

Fingers beneath the blanket gently stroked her flat stomach. She was nearly two months pregnant, just as always, with no changes. Should she go for another check-up

Did Lu Liming leave to go to the hospital he introduced, or just a random oneen said, "Miss Lin, your wounds are not yet healed. Let me open the window for you." 。" Lin Jinran frowned slightly, put on his shoes and got up from the bed, looked directly at the maid, and curled...