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Chapter 864

Lin Yan confirmed with Cheng Mo several times again and again. The signature sent in the morning was indeed Pei Yucheng's handwriting, and there was no problem.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yan's brain went into chaos.

The morning signature is Pei Yucheng's handwriting? How is this possible!

What are the names signed by "her hand"?

Lin Yan remembered the relevant content about brain domain development in the book I read before, and became increasingly suspicious that someone should have deliberately used brain wave transfer to temporarily manipulate her body.

The question now is, who is the consciousness that controls her body?

Who can understand Pei Yucheng this level? Not only is he familiar with the passwords of his various equipment, the placement of items, and even his handwriting can be imitated so that even professional appraisal cannot be detected?

With Pei Yucheng's personality, who can be so close to Pei Yucheng?

It is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of relationship is his wife!

She had thought it was the "pervert" wishful thinking before, but now it seems that this level of intimacy is definitely not wishful thinking.

A fire of namelessness surged in Lin Yan's heart inexplicably, even her real girlfriend did not treat her like this!

Lin Yan was standing in the living room making various speculations. Behind him, the door of Pei Yucheng's bedroom was suddenly pushed open.

"Pei Yucheng..." Lin Yan subconsciously turned around when she heard the sound, "Have you woke up so early?"

Lin Yan herself didn't notice it. Before she knew it, her name for Pei Yucheng had changed from Mr. Pei to "Pei Yucheng".

"Where is uncomfortable?" Pei Yucheng seemed a little anxious, and he asked when he saw Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was stunned when she heard this, "Ah?"

A layer of sweat oozed from Pei Yucheng's forehead. He quickly walked to Lin Yan and stretched out his hand to cover Lin Yan's stomach, "Is this here?"

Lin Yan blinked, "Uh...you...how do you know?"

Pei Yucheng's expression froze, and a hint of annoyance seemed to flash across his eyes. Then he spoke calmly, "I just saw you covering your stomach, and it seemed uncomfortable."

When did Pei Yucheng see it? Did she just cover her stomach?

But Lin Yan was thinking about things just now, but she didn't pay attention.

Strange... This seems not the first time. Pei Yucheng seems to know every time she feels uncomfortable, and it is so accurate that she even knows the part.

"Where does it hurt?" Pei Yucheng asked.

Lin Yan was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, "It's okay... I just have a stomachache...[Dingdian Novel    www.xbooktxt.info]...Must problem..."

Pei Yucheng hurriedly picked up the coat beside him and put it on, "No, I'll take you to the hospital."

Lin Yan was anxious and grabbed Pei Yucheng's hand, and could only speak helplessly, "You are still sick, why are you running around? I'm fine, it's really okay, it's just... menstrual period!"

Pei Yucheng was stunned when he heard this. Qingjun's face seemed to be uncomfortable once, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine if it's okay..."

It turns out it's menstrual period, no wonder.

If she woke up later, she wouldn't have to feel so painful.

"I'll cook some brown sugar water for you." Pei Yucheng spoke.

When Lin Yan heard that Pei Yucheng was about to cook, he was immediately frightened and woke up, "No, no, I don't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all!"

"Don't hurt anymore?"

"Yeah, it really doesn't hurt anymore. Why am I lying to you? By the way, Pei Yucheng, I happen to have something very important to ask you!" Lin Yan hurriedly changed the topic.

"What's the matter? You ask."
Chapter completed!
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