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Hearing the sounds drawing near from outside the door, Xie Jingchen took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his body, set his little wife down beside the bed, and covered her with the quilt, gently touching her flushed cheeks:
"Be a good girl, I'll go get the thermos for you."
Xie Jingchen knew that his little wife had taken the thermos to the bathroom earlier, so after making sure his wife was comfortable, he turned around and headed to the bathroom.
As soon as he opened the bathroom door, the rich scent of milk filled the room, and his eyes immediately fell on the bra hanging on the wall.
Inside the tenderly pink bra was a faint yellow trace, and Xie Jingchen's breath sank. He picked up the thermos and quickly walked to the room door.
At this time, it was past ten at night, and the hotel corridor was deserted.
Whether it was Chen Xiufang and her husband or Chen Dongzhe, exhausted from the clash in the afternoon, had all bathed and gone to sleep early.
