88 Pregnant (1)
He subconsciously looked at the candlestick on the table. Because of New Year’s Eve, they had not extinguished the candles before sleeping.
To Wei Ting’s surprise, the candle was not much shorter than before he slept.
In other words, not much time had passed.
Had this woman drugged him? To make him sleep so quickly.
The screams continued. It was a little far away. Wei Ting was a martial artist, so he could hear a little intermittently.
He hesitated for a moment and shook Su Xiaoxiao’s shoulder. “Wake up, something happened.”
Su Xiaoxiao was sleeping so soundly that she had long forgotten that Wei Ting was lying beside her.
She pulled Wei Ting into her arms and gently patted his back. “Xiaohu, stop fooling around...”
Wei Ting was speechless.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held his breath in time so he would not faint from the suffocation!
However, it was precisely because he did not faint that he felt the softness and fragrance.
Wei Ting blushed and hurriedly took her chubby arm away. He sat up straight and said seriously, “Something seems to have happened to Old Li’s family!”
“What did you say? What happened to Old Li’s house?” Su Xiaoxiao woke up.
“Someone’s calling out,” Wei Ting said. “It’s a scream.”
The Su family and Old Li’s family lived at the end of the village and at the entrance. It was true that Wei Ting’s hearing was too heaven-defying. Otherwise, even an expert in the Imperial City might not have been woken up by such a distant sound.
Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t hear him.
However, she did not suspect that Wei Ting was lying to her or had heard wrongly.
They had endless arguments, but they also had unspeakable trust.
Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly went to put on her clothes.
The situation was urgent, so she couldn’t care less about decency and climbed over Wei Ting.
The young woman’s fragrance entered Wei Ting’s nose again.
Wei Ting’s eyes flickered as he turned around slightly.
Su Xiaoxiao grabbed the cotton shirt and turned around to see Wei Ting lifting the blanket and getting out of bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’ll go with you to take a look,” Wei Ting said.
“Can your leg withstand it?”
“It’s fine.”
Su Xiaoxiao didn’t refuse.
Wei Ting was still not used to the type of clothes in the countryside. He had to take a long time every time he buttoned himself.
After Su Xiaoxiao put on her clothes, he was still frowning at the buttons.
“I’ll do it!”
Su Xiaoxiao handed him his walking stick. Seeing that he looked like he was owed money, she asked, “What’s wrong?” ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
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