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From then on, I cherished Zhou Haonan's feelings even more.

Because I knew he was really working for the family.

So, I think, I should learn to live with something.

The first concession I made to Zhou Mingfan was precisely this.

In that little half a month, Zhou Mingfan and I got along quite well, and there were no further things that went too far.

However, just as I was about to forget about those unpleasant things, something happened that made me extremely disgusted.

It was an afternoon after lunch. Zhou Mingfan and I were in the living room watching TV.

On the television was a slightly larger American drama.

Coincidentally, the male and female characters on the TV screen were currently switched to the scene of an ambiguous bed scene, while the female owner was even making some exciting sounds from time to time.

I reached for the remote control on the coffee table and tried to switch channels.

Zhou Mingfan, who was sitting next to me, suddenly asked, "Meng Yao, when did you and Hao Nan plan on having a child?"

Zhou Mingfan's tone was faintly laced with concern.

At that time, I really thought that he wanted to talk to me about children, so I stopped what I was doing and turned to look at him, replying in full detail.

I said, "Honan said we'd wait for him to save some more money and then we'd buy it when we could."

"Then you all better do your homework. I heard that once a night doesn't increase the chances of having a child, so you all have to take advantage of the time when you are ovulating to do it a few more times!"

Zhou Mingfan's eyes were focused on the television, but his words were directed at me.

After hearing what he said, I felt a little uncomfortable and depressed.

This topic was too direct …

I did not continue Zhou Mingfan's words.

However, he seemed to have no intention of letting it go.

The ambiguous scene on the television disappeared, but Zhou Mingfan's gaze shifted to me.

He pursed his lips, which were slightly dry, and looked at me with a slightly gloomy gaze.

He asked, "How many times a night do you and Haonan have?"

Several times a night …

After Zhou Mingfan finished speaking, my taut heartstrings instantly snapped.

I stood up, wanting to leave this depressing place.

I don't want to argue with Zhou Mingfan, and I don't want to discuss sex with him.

Apart from talking to Zhou Haonan, I find it disgusting for anyone to mention sex.

But just as I stood up, before I could even move my feet, Zhou Mingfan suddenly grabbed my hand.

His strength was so great that I subconsciously fell into his embrace.

I instinctively wanted to struggle, but my butt still steadily landed on Zhou Mingfan's leg.

After settling down, I quivered for a moment before standing up, a fiery red burning on my cheeks.

"Meng Yao, answer me. How many times did you go with Hao Nan in the night?"

However, Zhou Mingfan stubbornly grabbed onto my arm, causing me to sit back down on his lap, unable to move at all.

At this moment, his rapid and hot, wet breath was spraying down my neck time and time again.

The strange touch made me feel a sense of disgust from the bottom of my heart.

"Brother Fan, let me go, let me go."

I subconsciously roared as I continued to struggle and squirm.

However, I did not know that the more I resisted, the more excited Zhou Mingfan became.

While struggling, I could also feel Zhou Mingfan's change …