Li Jingchen then moved his fingers that were numb and pressed down and asked, "Do you want to wipe your nose first? Or do you want to continue crying? Or do you want to wipe your nose before continuing to cry?"

Lu Wanwan couldn't help but bent the corner of her mouth, which was stained with tears.

The next second, a pack of tissue paper was placed on the head of her bed. Li Jingchen said, "Don't worry, crying, it's so dark, I can't see your snot bubbles."

"Stop talking..." Lu Wanwan couldn't bear it and sucked two tissues on her face. She couldn't cry as he said anything.

Li Jingchen was still embarrassing her: "Do you cry like this when you want to cry in front of other men?"

"I didn't." Lu Wanwan subconsciously retorted.

She was so strong in front of Fu Shuo. Could she ask her pressure cannot be released in front of a patient?

In front of Fu Shuo, she was the listener, and his heart was already so sensitive and fragile. If she was still crying in front of him, wouldn’t it increase Fu Shuo’s psychological burden?

"That's good, you just need to cry and show it to me."

In the darkness, a big hand came to Lu Wanwan's face accurately, wiped her cheeks hard, and wiped away all her tears.

"It hurts!" Lu Wanwan felt that his fingertips were as rough as sand cloth, and couldn't help but protest.

"Then I'll be gentle."

As soon as Li Jingchen finished speaking, two dry thin lips fell on Lu Wanwan's face, carrying her familiar cologne fragrance.

Lu Wanwan trembled all over and reached out to push him away, but Li Jingchen took advantage of the situation and pressed her onto the bed.

"Li Jingchen... don't do this..." Lu Wanwan turned his head and shyly avoided his hot kiss.

"Wanwan, do you know how worried I am?" Li Jingchen's kiss was close and not to vent his desire, but to seek spiritual comfort.

It was like two wild animals were grinding their ears in the snow and ice, just to keep each other warm.

"If I come one step later, you and the children will be in danger."

Lu Wanwan thought that the "child" Li Jingchen said was referring to An An, and couldn't help but say nervously: "You said, will the Fu family take their anger on An An?"

"Follower, they don't have time to want An An, so how could they hurt him?" Li Jingchen analyzed.

The last thing their Fu family wanted was An An, but what their Li family wanted from beginning to end was Wanwan.

To this day, their goals have not changed.

This is not to say that peace does not matter.

Instead, evening is too important, so in contrast, Anan seems less important.

"You're right!" Lu Wanwan calmed down and murmured to himself: "Since the Fu family wants An An, they won't hurt him."

But they hurt you!

Li Jingchen said silently.

Maybe he was tired of crying, or maybe Li Jingchen's comfort effect, gradually, Lu Wanwan fell asleep again.

Li Jingchen wanted to pull his hand back, but she held it tightly and pressed it against her heart.

Li Jingchen muttered with pleasure, but now he knows that I can't sleep anymore?"

Every night in the past, he tossed and turned like Wanwan, and finally he could only hold the clothes she had worn before and barely fall asleep.

However, he did not intend to tell her these shameful memories.

*

The next morning.

When Lu Wanwan woke up, he found a warm breath under his palm.
Chapter completed!