Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Song Nianhe blinked innocently: "I can't cut myself, make a wound, and then smear the blood on it."

How dark the bottom of the pot was, how dark Si Moli's face was.

Song Nianhe's tone was brisk, his expression was very relaxed, and his words were a bit gentler than before: "Okay, give it to me, I have to go to the bathroom to change, otherwise... the sheets will be stained."

Si Moli could only do as he was told.

Song Nianhe got the sanitary napkin and entered the bathroom.

She had never been so grateful for her aunt's arrival.

It’s simply God helping her!

Now it's okay, Si Moli can't touch her within this week, and even if she can't control it, even if she gives in half-heartedly, it's useless.

With her aunt here, she is absolutely safe this week.

Sitting on the toilet, Song Nianhe breathed a long sigh of relief.

She said to herself: "I was still worried that under Si Moli's strong offensive, I would suddenly lose my composure and be defeated by him... But I no longer have such worries. ”

"If he tries to find another way after a week, then I'll deal with it. Besides, it's been delayed for a week, so maybe I won't be angry with him by then."

"What's more... can Si Moli really stay in the capital for so long?"

"No matter what, let's live the present moment first."

Every woman has her menstrual period, which lasts for a week, and Song Nianhe is no exception.

Regarding things like menstrual period, it is very annoying when it comes, and it is even more annoying when it does not come.

But this time, Song Nianhe was very happy.

She hummed and walked out of the bathroom. When she returned to the room, Si Moli was already lying down.

Even from a distance, she could feel Si Moli's strong...

depressed.

Song Nianhe was in a pretty good mood, smiling, not sullen or impatient. He even took the initiative to walk to the side where Si Moli was sleeping and leaned over: "What's wrong? Not happy?"

Si Moli glanced at her lightly.

"You can't blame me, this kind of thing is beyond my control." Song Nianhe said, flipping through the calendar on the bedside, "The time is almost the same, I should come in these two days, and this time it is quite on time."

Her eyes were crooked and she had regained her former playful and cute look.

Si Moli's complexion improved a little.

Song Nianhe felt confident now, dangling in front of Si Moli, and even stayed close to him, holding his chin, only a few centimeters away from him.

Anyway... Si Moli can't do anything to her, she can do whatever she wants without any scruples.

"You just have to hold it in for a while, it won't take long, just a week." Song Nianhe said, "It's not like, after you hold it in for a week, you'll be exhausted, right?"

"I can not?"

"Oh, I just said it casually."

Si Moli looked at her: "Song Nianhe, just wait for me."

A week later, he was going to let her know...

What does begging for mercy mean?

"Waiting, waiting." Song Nianhe responded, "I'm right here, I can't run away."

After saying that, she reached out her hand and pinched Si Moli's cheek.

She really liked the feeling of teasing Si Moli, and Si Moli felt like he had nothing to do with her.

No matter how she teased or teased her, he could only watch.

One word——

Cool!

Seeing Song Nianhe in such a good mood, although Si Moli was depressed, he was also infected by her.