As he spoke, he buried his head down.
Su Luo felt both embarrassed and annoyed, wanting to push him away, but she was completely unable to make a move.
In her dazed state, she felt an icy hand press down on her belly.
Once, then again.
Quick and forceful, yet withdrawing rapidly.
The bedsheets were soon soaked through with a large wet patch, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
The man withdrew, licked his crimson lips, and lifted the blanket to inspect: "That should do it for today. I'll get Lei Yun to help you change the sheets later!"
"You, you, you were trying to clean up the lochia just now?"
The man raised an eyebrow: "What else did you think? Did you see me as a lustful ghost, or did you think I was actually competing with my own son for a bite of food?"
Such impropriety!
Su Luo glared at him fiercely, pulling the blanket over her face: "I'm tired, I want to rest for a while. Go somewhere else to play!"
