Chapter 95: Kisses Won’t Make You Pregnan (1/2)

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Translator: Storm in a Teacup

At the end of the meal, Lin Xin’er nearly had a heart attack.

She didn’t expect that Xue Haolin agreed to do premarital checkups. Although she didn’t want to, she had no reason to refuse.

When Lin Xin’er returned home, Jiang Hui warmly came to her, “Xin’er, are you tired?”

Since Lin Xin’er interceded with her father on Jiang Hui’s behalf last time, Jiang Hui was more attentive to her.

Ordinarily, Lin Xin’er was willing to make a response. But now, without even a look at Jiang Hui, she directly went upstairs and back to her room.

After closing the door, Lin Xin’er smashed her handbag against the mirror, “Damn that old fool! Is it not good to stay in America? Why do you come here to make trouble for me!”

While cursing, Lin Xin’er suddenly had a heartache.

She quickly took out medicine and put it in her mouth.

After all, she must do something about her disease. Originally, she planned to let Xue Haolin know it after the marriage, but it seemed that she couldn’t conceal it now.

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Since that night, Lin Xiaomi had never slept on the sofa.

Every night, even if she was lying on the sofa, Leng Yihuang would put her on the bed.

At first, she would resist, “What are you doing! Can you let me sleep?”

Leng Yihuang said with a straight face, “You can sleep in the bed. Are you anxious? Let’s go to sleep right away.”

Lin Xiaomi felt that there was indeed something wrong with these words. She wasn’t anxious at all.

She wanted to sleep on the sofa, but Leng Yihuang’s arms wrapped around her and she couldn’t move.

“I don’t want to sleep with you.”

Leng Yihuang looked at her, “Your period is irregular now. If the sheet becomes dirty, I can wash it with washing machine. But if the sofa gets dirty, I cannot put it in the machine.”

Lin Xiaomi slightly pouted and suddenly felt that it sounded reasonable.

But she only wanted sleep, nothing else.

“Where do you put your hands?” Lin Xiaomi lowered her head and saw a hand sneaking in from her neckline.

Leng Yihuang said cheekily, “Just a touch. It won’t matter.”

After a while, Lin Xiaomi saw Leng Yihuang leaning over her with his head against her chest. She could no longer bear it, “What are you doing now?”

“Kisses won’t make you pregnant.”

Xiaomi Lin, “…”

Lin Xiaomi didn’t resist, for countless experiences told her that the fiercer she fought back, the more excited he was. She didn’t know what he would do to her tonight.

Anyway, it’s inconvenient for her now, so he couldn’t do anything too far.

As expected, no more than twenty minutes later, Leng Yihuang got up and rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

It seemed he already had a boner. Looking at his awkwardness, Lin Xiaomi couldn’t help laughing.

But the situation was no better for her.

After sleeping with him, her body was in the most sensitive state, and he had kissed sensitive parts of her body on purpose.

Lin Xiaomi took several deep breaths and turned over to force herself to fall asleep quickly.

After taking the bath, Leng Yihuang saw Lin Xiaomi half curling up in the bed with a blanket covered on her, only leaving her delicate and lovely face outside.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips pouted unconsciously because of falling asleep.

She seemed to have lost some weight because of the allergy, and the baby fat on her face was gone now.