rd.She doesn't know him!And as he spoke, it seemed as if he knew her.The man cleared his throat and continued, “Who sat behind you in middle school You know, the one who always used to pull your ponyt...Beneath the clothing, there was also a tablet.

Tong Yimo picked up the tablet computer. As soon as she turned on the screen, a video of a man and a woman playing in bed automatically started playing.

Not until this moment did she suddenly understand what Lady Leng meant by a wife's duty, and how her elder brother becoming a monk came to be.

The first time she watched this kind of video, she didn't feel embarrassed, but rather had a curious mindset.

As a result, before she finished watching the video, she ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Why does she find this scene so repulsive and sickening

Tong Yimo stood in front of the wash basin, washing her face. When she looked up at her reflection in the mirror, some strange images suddenly flashed through her mind.

It seemed like ages ago, she had stripped herself bare and lay in bed, only to find the man running off to another woman.

There are still many messy images, swirling in my mind like a kaleidoscope.

For a moment, her heart was in disarray, feeling a touch of panic.

With a creak, the sound of a door opening suddenly came from outside.

It was only then that Tong Yimo reacted, but it was too late.

Leng Ye Chen had already entered, and he saw the clothes on the table. More importantly, the video on the tablet was still playing.

"You..." He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing, before continuing, "What are you looking at"

Tong Yimo quickened her pace, hurriedly stuffing the ambiguous clothes and tablet back into the box and closing it. Then, she grinned awkwardly at Leng Yechen and stammered, "I, I was studying, learning... hehe—yeah, studying."

She really didn't know what she was talking about.

Since she woke up in the lab, many things were indeed taught to her by Auntie Pei on the spot, but Auntie Pei never taught her this skill.

She didn't know that giving birth was like this. She originally thought that childbirth was like what she saw in the laboratory.

Using sperm and egg cells from both partners, genetic optimization screening is performed. The fertilized eggs are then synthesized in a culture dish and implanted into the uterus.

Moreover, Mrs. Leng kept suggesting she find a surrogate woman.

"Then what's shaking with your body Your face doesn't look good either" Leng Yechen frowned slightly.

Tong Yimo shifted her gaze to the side, picked up the gift box and hid it behind her back, stammering, "Perhaps... maybe because... seeing you... I'm a little embarrassed!"

In the cold night, Shen Mei's brow relaxed as she walked towards Tong Yimo. She stretched out her hand and took the gift box from behind her back. With a voice that was both ambiguous and magnetic, she said, "Wear it for me tonight."

The imperious tone made Tong Yimo "jerk" her head up.

She looked at Leng Yechen with a shiver, and suddenly inexplicably got goosebumps all over her body.

Does he really mean it

"That... wait, let me learn how to wear it first, then I'll show you." Tong Yimo snatched the gift box from Leng Yechen's hand again.

Leng Ye Chen meant deeply smiled, reaching out to embrace Tong Yi Mo into his arms.

His powerful arms, through the fabric of his shirt, could be felt to be strong and well-defined.

A man's hormonal scent, like a witch's spell, boiled her blood.

"E Mo, I've been celibate for half a year for you." He didn't even give himself a chance to touch her, not even when she seduced him with soft touches. Because he only wanted to mourn her, to be pure and chaste, even if it meant being celibate for life, he could do it.

In the cold night, his voice suddenly became unbelievably pleasant, with a hint of coaxing. His warm breath sprayed onto Tong Yimo's face.

Tong Yimo looked at Leng Yeshen's handsome face with a complicated expression, her heart even more chaotic at this moment.

Why does she instinctively resist when he's the one to make the first move

Conversely, if she were to take the initiative herself, she would appear very natural.

"I don't want to!" The feelings in her heart weren't controlled by the subjective dominance of her brain. These three words, Tong Yimo blurted out, refusing with decisiveness.

In the cold night, Chen Shen's body trembled slightly, and his heart began to ache again.

He gazed at her with dimmed eyes, then said nothing for a long moment.

Tong Yi Mo just stared at him like that, unable to fathom his current mood.

After a while, Leng Yechen suddenly let go of Tong Yimo. His voice was cold as he said, "You should get some rest. I'm going for a walk to clear my head."

"Okay." Tong Yimo replied, pursed her lips, and then said, "Come back early."

Cold Night Chen reluctantly pulled out a smile and rubbed Tong Yimo's head: "Good night."

He said that, and then he left.

In the room, only her, Tong Yimo, was left.

She then went for a bath, but he still hadn't come back.

After showering, Tong Yimo sat on the edge of her bed wiping her hair with a towel when she accidentally saw the gift box she had placed on the table.

Well…how about we give it a try

Another voice echoed in my mind.

Tong Yi Mo mechanically picked up the gift box and opened it again.

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