Chapter Fifty-Seven: Red Plum Blossoms in the Snow

  Suddenly, she felt a wet patch under her body. She woke up with a start and hastily reached down to feel it. In the darkness, she only felt stickiness on her hand. He might have also sensed her movement and quickly propped himself up: "What's wrong?"

  He reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and in the dim yellow light, he could still see clearly the bright red on her small white fingers.

  He suddenly seemed to have been stung, jumping up from her: "Where did the blood come from? Did it hurt? Let me see..." He said, and was about to get up to examine her body.

  She suddenly widened her eyes, and being stark naked in front of him was already embarrassing enough, let alone that private part presenting itself before his eyes.

  She hastily grabbed a bathrobe beside her and wrapped it around her body, also sitting up with him, looking at him with a timid gaze, but with a firm tone: "Don't!"

  He seemed stunned for a moment, looked up at her, and she was flashing wildly, the person in front of her, still red all over, she didn't even know where to put her eyes.

  "Is it... are you hurt? Does it hurt?" He asked hesitantly, he couldn't think of where the blood came from, the only thought was that he was too rough and she was too tight, so he scratched her.

  "No... it's not..." She didn't feel any pain, but her stomach was a bit bloated and sore, like the arrival of her aunt. She carefully thought back to last month, but being stared at by him made her mind go blank. She should ignore his flirtatious behavior, after all, he had humiliated her with words again. But the worry in his eyes and on his face made her wonder if she was seeing things wrong.

  Snow fell on her sleeping gown, wrapping herself carefully to the bedside, and that snow-white sheet had already been stained with a crimson patch. Like an open rose, it was pouring out the intense passion of just now.

  Although it started with such a difficult foreplay, this result is not what was expected.

  Seeing him also staring blankly at the red hair on the quilt, Xue Leteng's face suddenly turned red and she quickly got out of bed and slipped into the bathroom.

  She was afraid he would come in again, so she quickly washed and wiped herself clean. When she opened the door to leave, he was standing at the entrance: "Do you want...to go to the hospital?"

  Cang Mu looked at her, his tone was clearly hesitant, after all, if it wasn't normal bleeding, going like this would still be embarrassing.

  She lowered her head and shook it slightly: "No...it's...that one has come..." After finishing, she walked past him into the room.

  Cang Mu came out of the bathroom, Xue Lai had already changed into a clean sheet and was making the bed. Seeing him standing at the door looking at her, she felt embarrassed again and didn't know what to do.

  "Sleep..." He came in, lifted up the quilt and lay down, turning off his bedside lamp.

  Snow gazed at the bed for a long time before carefully lifting one corner of the quilt and slipping in, the huge bed, he slept on one side, she on the other, with at least two people's distance between them, somewhat desolate feeling, as if they were each at opposite ends of the earth, never intersecting.

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