Qin Huan looked at Huo Jinnan's expression, "I'm serious about what I'm telling you."
Huo Jinnan's voice was gentle, "Mm, I'm listening seriously too."
Qin Huan was about to speak when suddenly she felt chest pain and frowned.
Huo Jinnan looked at Qin Huan with a worried frown, "What's wrong?"
Qin Huan, "It seems like there's a blockage."
Blockage?
Huo Jinnan took his phone to look it up, realizing it was because she hadn't been nursing the child these days and her breasts were engorged.
Blockages can be quite uncomfortable.
Qin Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, "Does this room have surveillance cameras?"
Huo Jinnan didn't speak, lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers, his gaze swept around the room and suddenly paused, his long fingers pinching the cigarette moved closer.
The cigarette touched the surveillance camera, remained there for a few minutes, then moved away, turning to Qin Huan, "It's solved."
Qin Huan sat there, relieving herself.
