Qian Qian, It Is The Morning...

At this moment, Shi Qian was lost in this atmosphere.

It took all her strength to hold Fu Sinian's arm to stand.

Fu Sinian kissed her continuously.

In the end, Fu Sinian carried Shi Qian back to bed.

All the strength in her body seemed to have been drained, and she could only pant softly.

She had never known that a kiss could kill her.

"I'll take a shower." Fu Sinian turned and headed for the bathroom.

Shi Qian pulled the blanket and curled up into a ball.

Her entire body felt like she was covered in ant bites.

Earlier in the bathroom, she had been hugged by Fu Sinian and was drenched in sweat. Now that her sweat had dried, she felt a little cold.

No matter what season it was, as long as it was her period, her body would be cold.

Sometimes, she had to carry a warm water bag in the summer.

There was no water heater here, so she could only hug herself tightly.