In her sleep, the soft lace suspender skirt was pulled up, and now it just covered the top of Jia Huan's thighs.

Si Baining looked at the two flawless lotus-like thighs, and his throat trembled slightly unconsciously. After a moment, he gently pushed Xiao Jiahuan, and seeing that she was still asleep, he held his breath and pulled the lace

Her skirt was lifted up.

Si Baining's fingers couldn't stop trembling, and his face became redder every time the lace skirt was lifted up. Until Jia Huan's pink translucent lace panties of the same style suddenly appeared in front of Si Baining's eyes,

Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to breathe.

His chest was tight and his head was swollen. Si Baining closed his eyes and shook his head, rubbing his chest and greedily sucking in the oxygen around him.

What's wrong?! What's wrong with me?! I'm nervous, suffocated, embarrassed, and uneasy like I've never felt before. These feelings appear at the same time, it's terrible!

Si Baining's sudden rise in body temperature burned the air around him. The room remained quiet, but the atmosphere seemed a little strange because of it. Thoughts and thoughts came to him in droves, piercing through all his rational defenses like sharp arrows.

Si Baining's fingers trembled slightly as he stretched out towards the flat and smooth lower abdomen. The moment his fingertips lightly touched Si Baining's body, he shivered and quickly retracted his hand to his chest as if he had encountered high-voltage electricity.

No! This can't be done! Si Baining felt like he was going crazy!

His chest rose and fell rapidly while he breathed, and a fierce light shot out from the bottom of his eyes. Si Baining suddenly opened his mouth and bit the corner of his lip with one bite. The strong smell of blood instantly spread in his mouth, and the severe pain made him suddenly sober.

Si Baining tightened his fists and calmly stretched out his hand to lift up the skirt again. A dark red snake print appeared suddenly and strangely on Jia Huan's fat and slender waist.

All distractions disappeared, and Si Baining secretly took a breath of air. If I remember correctly, the shape of this mark is exactly the same as Thomas's hand-painted one! Only the color, the hand-painted color is black and gray, while the snake pattern on Jia Huan's body is dark red.

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Si Baining gently stroked the mark on Jia Huan's waist. It was smooth and slightly cold, no different from the skin on other parts of her body. Si Baining's heartbeat that had just calmed down became faster again, and he could even hear the intensity of his heartbeat.

The thumping sound produced by compression.

For the sake of caution, Si Baining decided to go to the study to compare the hand-drawn manuscripts. In order to avoid lifting the skirt of the family wedding again, and also to save himself from being stimulated, Si Baining looked at himself, who was almost naked while he was sleeping.

She was so happy that she immediately covered her with the quilt and stopped touching the skirt hanging around her waist.

Just as Si Baining was about to turn around, he suddenly felt his arm tighten, and a warm, soft little hand firmly grasped his wrist.

"No! Don't go! I can do it, I can do it!"

I saw Xiao Jiahuan's head swaying from side to side, twisting her long black hair into alluring curves. She muttered incoherently, and her facial features were almost twisted together, looking urgent and frustrated. Si Baining's heart trembled, and he couldn't bear it.

He kept reaching out and caressing her forehead.

One moment, one moment. Si Baining patiently used his palms to gently caress her eyebrows and forehead, soothing the scattered clusters of black hair and the endless fear in her dream.

After a while, Jia Huan gradually calmed down, her eyelashes slightly furrowed, her clenched hands slowly released Si Baining's wrist, and her slightly opened eyes released a light of endless sadness and dependence.

Jia Huan saw Si Bai Ning's concerned and warm eyes through her tearful eyes. She could no longer suppress the grief in her heart. She suddenly sat up from the bed, sobbed and hugged Si Bai Ning's arms tightly and threw herself into his generous and tight breasts.

chest.

"Don't go! Don't go..."

Si Baining's heart softened, and the long-lost sadness filled his entire nasal cavity. Once upon a time, he stood in front of the orphanage and begged his father with the same words, "Don't leave, don't leave me alone." As he kept repeating

As he spoke, Si Baining watched the man turn around expressionlessly and strode out of his gradually blurred vision...

"Don't cry, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Si Baining's voice was as sincere and soft as talking to himself. Isn't this kind of answer something he wants but doesn't have?!

Jia Huan gradually stopped sobbing and recounted what she had experienced in her dream in Si Baining's arms.

"It's all because of me. I hurt my parents and my brother..."

Si Baining frowned and listened. It seemed that all tragedies happened for a reason. They were the same but not the same. Rather than saying this was a nightmare, it was more like a small microcosm of the series of misfortunes that Jia Huan had experienced.

It turns out that Jia Huan also has a younger brother, and his family of four lives in a small village in the Xiling Mountain Col. Because he had a strange birthmark in his urine since he was a child (Si Baining has reservations about the term "birthmark"), the villagers will

Many terrifying rumors about the reincarnation of the "snake spirit" were thrust upon her.

Although Jia Huan has no friends, she has a happy family and has no regrets. The only thing that makes her feel guilty is that because of herself, her family has been looked down upon and discriminated against by the villagers.

Occasionally one day, a middle-aged man who worked as a doctor in Tangling Hospital went back to his hometown in Xiling Mountain to visit relatives. Jia Huan asked him to see the birthmark on his body. The doctor was surprised and immediately diagnosed that the red spots on Jia Huan's body were not birthmarks but skin cancer.

, also said that he must go to a major hospital for treatment as soon as possible and promised that he could help.

This was the first time that Jia Huan heard other explanations for erythema other than the "snake spirit". She was delighted, excited, and couldn't help being happy! She jumped all the way home and told her mother the doctor's diagnosis. From there,
Chapter completed!