There is a kind of... the illusion that his right hand is already injured, and soon his left hand will be crushed by the man.
The more the man behaves like this, the more it shows... actually, what I said was right.
Qin Mu feels very disgusted... with the routine monthly ovulation periods and the act of being a husband and wife with me.
"Hmm? I'm... so... yesterday I applied medicine because my hand was injured, and there's no need to sleep together any time soon. Why do you want to touch me?"
Mu Wan's beautiful counterattack, her charming eyes watching the man in front of her, waiting for his next words.
Since... it is not for the purpose of pregnancy.
Then... why does he touch me?
Could it be the so-called feeling of heartbeat... or is it questioning the man's skills?
Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu was momentarily at a loss for words due to Mu Wan's question, his thin lips pressed together, the veins on his big hand bulging... almost so angry that they were about to burst.
