The deed was done, and no matter how unwilling Xie Yunzhen was, it made no difference.
He couldn't let Mingzhu drink the abortion soup.
That stuff was extremely harmful, something that should never be touched.
Xie Yunzhen gently patted Ji Mingzhu's back and slowly ran his large hand down her spine.
He brushed over the hollow of her waist.
And still, he didn't stop.
With a serious face, he asked, "If we dig it out, is there still time?"
Ji Mingzhu was so shocked her eyes widened, wanting to scold him, but she choked and couldn't stop coughing.
Xie Yunzhen quickly patted her back, "Did you catch a cold?"
As he spoke, he pulled the silk quilt over Ji Mingzhu's bare back, covering her up snugly.
Once she recovered, Ji Mingzhu pinched his waist.
The man's waist muscle was firm, with no flesh to grab, so Ji Mingzhu used her nails to pinch him.
"Xie Yunzhen, can't you stop saying such shocking things?"
Xie Yunzhen's dark eyes were full of sincerity, "That's truly what I think."
