class who don't like sports, one lap is already "life-threatening" in terms of pace, let alone three laps.Tong Yimo just couldn't figure it out. Wasn't Leng Yesen Leng Da Shao Didn't he take over the...Hearing her three consecutive questions, Leng Yechen was a little amused and helpless: "Why are you still concerned about Su Manxue"

She’s carried your child, and there's the hospital surgical consent form, signed by you!" Tong Yimo accused as she shoved the man pressing down on her.

Cold Night Chen also had to withdraw from this little woman, impatiently said: "I really don't understand what you are talking about."

Tong Yimo saw Leng Yechen still feigning indifference, so she pushed him away and took out a tablet computer from the bedside table. She opened the email and held it under his nose.

"I have evidence, it's you who is afraid to do it! You say I'm talking nonsense!" Tong Yimo said tearfully and angrily.

Cold Night sat up from his bed and took the tablet. As he glanced at the content on it, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Tong Yimo saw him laughing, becoming even angrier, and kicking at this bad man in frustration.

In the cold night, Chen Yan acted quickly, grabbing Tong Yimo's ankle with one hand and supporting her back with the other. He pulled her whole body into his arms.

"Hiss," a sound of pain from somewhere, caused Tong Yimo's willow brows to furrow slightly.

She placed her hands on Leng Yechen's shoulders, while she herself was hunched over, her neck and shoulders aching from somewhere.

"The handwriting up there is quite similar, but after all, it's not my own signature. It can't be used as evidence at all." Leng Yechen smiled knowingly and gently kissed Tong Yimo's plump lips that were pouted out.

Tong Yimo eyed Leng Yeshen with half belief and half suspicion, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Cold Night Sen continued, "I won't take the blame for this mess. Baby, the private investigator you hired is way too unprofessional. I have a very professional team of detectives under my command. Would you like me to introduce them to you"

"Brother!" Tong Yimo was so angry she could barely speak, "You cheated! You still have the nerve to talk""

"I swear, besides Tong Yimo, I haven't touched any other woman in the cold night!" Lengyeshen raised his hand, clenched his three fingers, and said seriously.

Tong Yimo looked at Leng Yechen's serious expression and suddenly felt her heart soften. She seemed to believe his words again, but inexplicably, she felt a flutter of uneasiness in her chest.

"Then what about that two-year-old boy in my dream Why did I take off all my clothes and lie in bed waiting for you, only to have you run off to another woman And why do I always dream of you making love with another woman who looks exactly like me Big brother, tell me the truth, okay" Tong Yimo's nose soured, and she started to speak tearfully and relentlessly.

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Late at night, Leng Ye Chen took a deep breath and held Tong Yi Mo in his arms, pressing her down on the bed.

"Yi Mo, be good, don't torture me anymore. I can't take it."

Upon finishing his words, he leaned down and covered the little woman's incessant chatter with his lips.

At first, Tong Yimo was half-hearted, but in the end she gave in.

She suddenly felt she was too spineless, her body's reaction to him was also too honest.

I was still trying to give him the silent treatment, but eventually I just ran out of steam.

"Big brother, I want to know the truth." When she asked this question, Tong Yimo was calm and collected.

In the cold night, seeing her persistence, he had to confess to her about everything that had happened before.

He least wanted to bring up Ajing, and she brought him up.

"Ajing, you should be considered your true first love, right You used to love him very much." Cold Night's heart ached when he said this.

Only then did Tong Yimo understand what Leng Zhujing meant by those words he had said to her that day.

"Yi Mo, please don't fall in love with Ajing again, okay" He pleaded humbly.

After regaining her composure, Tong Yimo met the cold and gloomy gaze of Leng Yechen.

She didn't speak, she just proactively leaned in and kissed Leng Yechen's thin lips.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Cold night Chen was woken by the chirping of a few birds excitedly pecking at the windowsill.

He lifted the thin blanket and tiptoed to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing away his fatigue, he felt refreshed and invigorated.

After stepping out of the bathroom, Leng Ye gently returned to the bedside and sat down. The little woman on the bed was still asleep, holding a pillow in her arms.

Tong Yimo's sleeping posture seemed to once again trigger his cold and deep desires. He raised his hand.

"Hmm—Big Brother—stop quickly…" Tong Yimo closed her eyes, hugging the pillow in her arms even tighter, and grumbled unhappily, "I still want to sleep."

After being tossed around all night by her big brother, she still felt quite exhausted.

Leng Yechen lay beside Tong Yimo, finding the perfect opportunity, he leaned in close to her ear and asked, “I heard your stomach growling.”

Tong Yi Mo suddenly opened her eyes, her legs involuntarily curling up and together.

His long arms circled her shoulders, his big hands pulling her whole body into his embrace.

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.ong Yimo still shook her head, frowned, pouted her lips, and insisted: "No! Go to the hospital for a check-up first! Health is more important than playing!"Unable to resist this girl's stubbornness, L...