Matilda Jenkins doesn't want to move at all, she's worried about Nolan Morrison's health: "Shall we go to the hospital tomorrow?"
Nolan Morrison frowned and asked: "Are you not satisfied with just now?"
Matilda Jenkins blushed: "That's not what I meant, you know yourself."
He always deliberately misinterprets her meaning.
Nolan Morrison lowered his head and gave Matilda Jenkins a kiss on the forehead: "I'm in great health, no need to go to the hospital... don't worry."
Matilda Jenkins frowned: "But..."
"Want to try again?" Nolan Morrison said, leaning over and scaring Matilda Jenkins into shaking her head repeatedly: "No, not anymore... I can't take it."
Nolan Morrison said seriously: "Your physical condition is so poor now, much worse than before, and you've lost weight."
Matilda Jenkins moved her body: "Everyone's on a diet nowadays, my figure is just right."
The hand originally scratching her back moved to the front and grabbed, "Even here is thinner."
Matilda Jenkins...
