The kiss just now, Lin Yan held her forehead with her hand, almost succumbing. Lu Chenyuan was like an opium poppy, dangerously lethal, causing unbearable pain once one fell for him.
The living room at home was a mess. Lin Yan was forced back to reality. Bao was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and the two aunties, looking as if they were about to die, sat exhausted beside him.
Lin Yan asked in surprise, "Why did he get up so early? How many hours did he sleep?"
Sister Ping complained endlessly, "It's not that he got up early, he didn't sleep at all last night. Miss Lin, we really can't do this, you should find someone else. We're both old and can't handle it anymore."
Sister En, weak and shaky, stood up, almost collapsing. She pleaded with Lin Yan, "We both want to go back. He doesn't sleep at all, and he can't even use the bathroom properly. Today, we had to wash several pairs of pants because he takes off his diaper as soon as we put it on."
