Chatper 1204 (1/2)

After Yan Yinuo took a bath, Xu Zijin's clothes were all soaked.

He carried Yan Yinuo out, threw him on the bed, went back to the bathroom by himself, and took a fighting shower.

After coming out, Yan Yinuo, who had been making trouble for a long time, had already fallen asleep hugging the quilt, and curled up into a ball.

There was only the sound of the heating in the room, whirring.

Xu Zijin sat down on the bed, looked at her side face, his eyes were deep and did not move for a long time.

He wanted to take this opportunity to do something.

But now, seeing Yan Yinuo sleeping soundly, he no longer had this idea.

He took out his mobile phone, called Maggie, and gave some instructions.

After hanging up, Xu Zijin lifted the quilt and lay down.

Probably because the opening of the quilt was a little too big, Yan Yinuo hugged her hand even tighter, and subconsciously leaned towards the heat source.

She has a cold body, Xu Zijin looks cold, but his body is as warm as a stove.

That is, Yan Yinuo unconsciously snuggled into Xu Zijin's arms.

This sudden movement of the woman made Xu Zijin's cold heart sink slowly.

If she was more compliant, he would give everything to satisfy Yan Yinuo's wishes.

This assumption seems simple, but it is actually as difficult as skyrocketing.

Xu Zijin hugged her back, hugging her tightly like a vine.

As if this could prove that this woman was his.

As the night darkened, Xu Zijin slowly fell asleep.

In the morning, the sound of the baby crying woke up Yan Yinuo who was sleeping.

The eyelids trembled a few times, and he opened his sore eyes with force.

The slab-colored ceiling above his head came into Yan Yinuo's eyes.

This is where?

Yan Yinuo's head was full of confusion, and the sound of a child crying once again attracted her attention.

Next to her, a small baby was sleeping impressively.

Yan Yinuo's eyes were wide open, and he backed away in fright. This is, what's going on?

She looked around, and the gorgeous decoration of the presidential suite was exposed to her eyes.

In the room, there were only her and the baby on the bed.

Yan Yinuo's face turned pale, and the clips before getting drunk last night returned to his brain one after another.

After drinking the half bottle of whiskey, Yan Yinuo had no memory of the rest.

this child...

After making sure there was no one else in the room, Yan Yinuo leaned over.

A skinny little baby, crying with his mouth open.

As if to confirm her guess, the familiar face of the little baby came into Yan Yinuo's sight.

It's... her son.

Yan Yinuo froze, grabbing the bed sheet under her body with her hands.

She got up from the bed in a hurry, Xu Zijin... Xu Zijin is here too?

Boy, it's definitely his handwriting.

Jumping out of bed, my head was still a little dizzy.

Suddenly feeling chilly all over, Yan Yinuo gave a chill.

Lowering his head, his fair skin, with some red marks... was clearly exposed.

Yan Yinuo's face became even uglier, and he pulled a quilt to wrap himself up.

Xu Zijin... What did he do to himself?

His body kept shaking, and he took a deep breath.