Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

The man slowly took his hand off and unbuttoned, "How can the big bed at home compare to this sofa? If you agree, I want to sleep on the sofa for the rest of my life!"

Su Bei glared at him, "I disagree."

The man answered as expected, and he chuckled, "Okay."

One day, he will sleep in her bed.

Hua Jinan directly opened the two buttons, revealing the kicked place on his chest.

In the end, Qiqi's father is also a martial artist, and he is bruised without any effort.

Some areas are even purple-red, and Subei frowned, "Is this not serious? Don't go to the hospital?"

Hua Jinan looked casual, "No, I know my own body. Skin trauma, it will be fine in a few days."

But Su Bei said, "Don't move and wait."

Hua Jinan nodded, "Ah, I won't move."

This man was so obedient, Subei was startled, it was really unexpected.

She got up and left, bringing the medicine kit.

Seeing the woman sitting down again with the medicine box, Hua Jinan's heart was sweet. He seemed to have guessed what Subei was going to do, and he sat on the sofa waiting without moving.

Even the buttons on the chest didn't even click. Subei picked up the medicinal wine specially used to treat traumatic injuries. "This smells a bit big, but it's very useful for treating traumatic injuries."

The man nodded, "Well, I'm not afraid of smell."

As long as it doesn't scare her away, what is he afraid of.

Subei raised his eyes to look at him, "Isn't he afraid of weird smells before?"

The man smiled, "That was before."

"Why is it different now?" Subei unscrewed the lid of the medicinal wine.

Hua Jinan said with some regret, "After being abandoned by my wife, I always think that those stinky habits are really nothing. Now the most difficult thing in the world for me to accept is being rejected by my wife. Other than that. All of it doesn’t matter to me."

Subei frowned and looked at the clothes on his chest, "Where to drink beer?"

The man suddenly said boldly, "As long as the wife has a word, he is willing to drink to death."

"Then drink it to death, the province will always come to pester me in the future." Subei put down the medicated wine, reached out and unbuttoned another button.

The man was choked immediately, and after a long while he said unwillingly, "Then I won't drink."

"That's why the rhetoric you just said was actually told to me. Your final purpose is actually to pester me every day!"

Subei poured a little medicinal wine on his palm, rubbed it a few times, and put the palm of his hand on his bruise.

Hua Jinan suddenly felt the pain of the needle stick, his body shivered suddenly, and Subei was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand, and as a result all the medicinal wine in his palm was rubbed on his shirt.

"Does it hurt?" Subei looked at him and asked.

The man sighed and nodded, "Somewhat."

Subei frowned, "Didn't you just say it's okay?"

Hua Jinan said calmly and lightly, "Masters always report good news and not bad news in front of their own women. I can't hide in your arms and cry for pain."

He grinned and said, "Of course, if you want to comfort me in particular, I don't mind hiding once or twice."

Su Bei suddenly stretched out his hand to press on his chest, and the man was defenseless, and suddenly groaned.

Subei smiled, "Does it hurt?"

Hua Jinan looked at the smiling woman next to her, and forced a smile, "It's worth the pain to see you smile."

"In the past five years, you have been good at coaxing women," said Subei.