The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Nan Zhixin immediately shook her head and denied, "Of course not." Pulling her cheeks heavily with her fingers, she answered very seriously, "I can't eat or sleep without you by my side."

She felt that this hypocrisy was too much.But some people said that acting like a baby is the best way to live.

You have to show weakness appropriately, after all, in the eyes of the man at the moment, your own identity can be regarded as a high position.

If you don't pay attention, you will be teased.

The next second: "My daughter-in-law has many vests, I am extremely humble."

"..."

What else can I say?
She pursed her mouth, rolled her eyeballs upwards, and thought of a reason: "Without you, I'm not satisfied."

cough cough.

Sitting Fu Shiyu almost choked on this sentence. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and stared at the woman on the other side of the video.

I want to say that she is so-and-so... seeking dissatisfaction.

But after all, it was his wife, he couldn't say harsh words, and he had to be coaxed after saying harsh words.

"I'll buy a plane ticket and come back to accompany you as soon as my affairs are finished." Fu Shiyu put the phone on the cup and held the back of his head with both hands, "Girl, I just received the news."

"What news?" Nan Zhixin put her fingers on her forehead and asked helplessly, "Tell me."

"It's nothing." The words came to his lips, but he couldn't utter them. He shook his head and vetoed them.

But when he finally waved goodbye to Nan Zhixin in the video, Fu Shiyu's eyes became more and more unbearable.

He stood up, propped his hands on the table, and looked at Su Heng who came out of the room: "When will you find me that psychiatrist?"

"Don't worry. We'll be there soon." Su Heng patted his knee and said hesitantly, "You are not some terrible mental illness, trust me."

The psychiatrist was sitting on the opposite sofa with the documents in his arms. He looked at the diamond ring on his left ring finger, was stunned for a moment, and glanced into the distance.

"Mr. Fu, how many times have you been sick over the years?"

"Can not remember."

"Where are they located?"

"Can not remember."

"When you get sick, what is the reason?"

Fu Shiyu could frankly shake his head and veto the previous question, but this time, he said openly that he would get angry because of someone he cared about, but when something happened to a certain woman, he would become manic.

After the psychiatrist quickly took notes, he suddenly asked: "What did you have to do with that woman before?" She emphasized that it was the past.

"The woman you have a crush on." Fu Shiyu deeply remembered that Zhixin used to be the woman he couldn't love.

"Then have you ever had a relationship with her?" the psychiatrist continued.

Fu Shiyu started to get irritable again, what kind of messed up question was this.

Su Heng replied instead of him: "At that time, I didn't like him, so what could happen?"

"Oh." The psychiatrist continued to ask a lot of questions, and finally got the result.

The data showed that most of the things were about the woman.

Therefore, according to the analysis of a psychiatrist, this kind of mania may be an emotional transfer due to some stimulation.

"Mr. Fu, you care so much about that woman, which means that she can comfort you." The psychiatrist picked up the document and looked at Fu Shiyu who was sitting in front of him.

His slender legs were crossed, and his expression was casual.

"Mr. Fu, one last question, have you ever hurt someone?"

Fu Shiyu pinched his nose with both hands, and said lightly, "A lot."

"Including yourself?"

Su Heng replied: "Yes."

After seeing the psychiatrist, Fu Shiyu left with Su Heng. He said that he didn't like to travel long distances, and asked if he could stop coming in the future.

Su Heng put one hand on her shoulder: "It's been so long, you can't give up."

"Then let the psychiatrist go to the capital to find me by himself, and I will pay for the travel expenses." Fu Shiyu opened the car door happily, his cold and proud eyes turned around angrily.

Waste of time, waste of mood.

Su Heng couldn't imagine why today is the ugliest day when the other party has seen thousands of doctors.

As soon as he finally got into the car, the other party exited and returned to the imperial capital, which made Su Heng wake up like a dream.

This was clearly to go back to see his wife, Nan Zhixin who would be reluctant to leave after walking a few steps, wishing to be tied to his body.

Oh no.

With these identities, Nan Zhixin would tremble when speaking, so be polite.

Once you are polite, you become very polite and respectful: "Okay, God, I will send you to the airport within an hour."

In the imperial capital, after dinner and turning off the TV that accompanied me to relieve loneliness, it didn't take long before I felt that the door of the ward was pushed open, and there was a person sitting beside me.

Good guy, someone just entered the ward casually.

She slashed out from under her feet, and was caught by people with quick eyes and hands.

"I'm anxious to come back to accompany you, but you want to kick me?" This is a rhetorical question that is not very pleasant.

Her ankles were warm, and Nan Zhixin was startled: "Shi Yu?" She excitedly went to turn on the bedside lamp.

But before she could hold her down, the person sitting on the ankle reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Immediately after hearing the sound of the metal buckle being opened, the quilt was turned over on the quilt without feeling anything.

"No, Mr. Fu, husband, good Ouba, why don't you turn on the light?" Nan Zhixin raised her eyebrows half-smiling, but she whispered in her ear indifferently, flirtatiously.

"What are you afraid of, isn't this more interesting."

On the way, Nan Zhixin felt that the quality of the place she was lying on was not very good, she was dangling and her head hurt.

After that night, Nan Zhixin suddenly tore off all the labels that had been arranged for Mr. Fu in his head.

What is black-bellied and domineering, what is gentle and comfortable, this guy is clearly a gentle scum.

In the ward, there was no one else, and my waist and back ached from tossing.

It also pays special attention to the feeling of the process.

She was sleepy, but she kept herself awake.

Looking at the woman leaning on the side depressedly, Fu Shiyu looked at her and smiled: "The way you stare at me is a bit sharp?"

Sharply wanted to poke a hole in him.

Nan Zhixin felt in her heart that when she ever wanted to pierce a hole, she simply wanted to bully someone severely and make him cry and beg for mercy.

"Why do you say I'm angry?" She clutched her heart, picking up a newspaper so hurt.

Of course, he took the newspaper and pretended to be calm for a long time, but the man in front of him said something special: "The newspaper was taken down."

Well, she has no EQ, and her heart hurts.

"Don't listen to your wife's opinion at night, just want to make yourself happy. Your behavior is really out of character."

She wanted to hit someone, but casually slapping the man she liked was a bit detrimental.

So she didn't, and held back the temper she hadn't vented, held the other person's hand, calmed down and said, "Husband, do you understand respect, experience, husband and wife's respect, fairness and justice?"

Fu Shi was so distressed that he asked straight-facedly: "Did you not like last night?"

When she was worried that the other party would mistake her for hypocrisy, she suddenly patted Fu Shiyu on the shoulder and said in the words of an old mother.

"My dear, I have to tell you that when my wife and I are all wrong, I, no, like, like you like this."

People have opinions, don't hold back, be careful of getting sick.

Nan Zhixin expressed his opinion with a sullen face.

Fu Shiyu turned his eyes, and sighed meaningfully: "Oh, so I ignored the so-called experience..."