sick wife

"Shu Shu misses you very much, I'll take her to see." Professor Shang briefly explained the reason for appearing here, his face livid.

They waited here for nearly two hours, but Shang Congshu stopped him from calling Fengxin, so he didn't find anyone and waited in the living room.

He thought that Feng Xin was really busy with work, but he didn't expect that it was the one who lied to his daughter, cuddled with people outside, drank to death, it seems that after Shang Congshu left, Feng Xin was very chic.

They only separated for a short period of time, Shang Congshu hugged Feng Xin and refused to let go, it seemed that he really missed her very much.

Professor Shang glanced at the young girl sleeping on the ground. Although he was dissatisfied, he still reminded him aloud, "Put your friend down, put the quilt pillow on his back, and sleep on his side."

If a drunk person lies on his back, it is easy to suffocate and die due to vomit choking into the trachea. It is safer to sleep on his side.

Feng Xin wanted to carry Tong Huai to the study, but Shang Congshu, who was lying on his stomach, was unwilling to move, his waist was tightly hugged, and she could see the top of her hair on her chest when she lowered her head.

She has never been so intimate with Shang Congshu in front of merchants, and now her face is even redder than when she was drinking. She patted Shang Congshu on the back and said softly, "I'll be back soon,"

Shang Congshu raised his head to look at Feng Xin, rubbed his chin against Feng Xin's undulating chest, and asked quietly: "Then give me a kiss."

Feng Xin glanced in, and the Shang classroom had already returned to the living room to wait, if there was not too much noise, she probably wouldn't have noticed this side.

She smelled of alcohol all over her body, and she only tasted it on Shang Congshu's lips, biting that delicate lip like a red pomegranate and gently sucking kisses.

Just when Feng Xin thought it was all right, he just took Shang Congshu's hand away, Shang Congshu opened his innocent eyes, and whispered to her: "Honey, I'm wearing snow gauze underwear today, no sponge... um..."

Feng Xin covered Shang Cong's mouth, his cheeks were hot and hot, "We'll talk about it when we sleep."

Seeing that Shang Congshu nodded obediently, Feng Xin let go of her hand. She was not as calm as she appeared on the surface, and her heartbeat was already chaotic, especially when Shang Congshu talked to her in such a tone of asking for credit, as if he was waiting for her to praise him. Waiting for her to unravel this surprise with her own hands.

I don't know if it's because we haven't seen each other these two days, but from the moment she entered the door, Shang Congshu's eyes never left her.

Feng Xin carried Tong Huai to the study, covered her with a quilt, put a pillow on it, arranged her sleeping position, thought about it, put two bottles of mineral water on the table, and then left the room.

When she came out of the living room, she just sat down on the sofa, when Shang Congshu saw this, the next second he walked around from the sofa next to him to the one where Feng Xin was sitting, to be next to Feng Xin.

"Uncle Shang, how is Congshu doing?" Feng Xin let Shang Congshu hold her hand and knead it, from time to time, he would clasp his five fingers back tightly, interacting with Shang Congshu.

Professor Shang's state is more exhausted than the last time we met. He is already old, and even if he is an escort with the help of hospital staff, he still can't bear it.

He didn't know what Shang Congshu was thinking, he stayed up in the middle of the night, ran to the nurse's desk and said he was not sick, and clamored to go home, when the doctor came for an examination, he would point at him and ask the doctor to lock him up.

In fact, his thoughts are too weird, and when he is not irritable, he will also talk to himself eeriely, talking to the wall, talking to the mirror, and he is watching from the side, feeling painful and painful, and he can't help but feel penetrating, feeling like the sky is falling down , can't see a little light.

"Shu Shu, she..." Professor Shang hesitated to speak, he couldn't tell whether the situation was good or bad, "I haven't seen any violent tendencies recently, and my mood is pretty stable, it's just that it takes more effort to persuade me to take the medicine."

Shang Congshu didn't think he was sick, so he was naturally very resistant to taking medicine. Every time he took the medicine, he would feel sleepy and have a headache, but he would be much quieter and his mind would be clear sometimes.

Feng Xin remembered that Shang Congshu in the previous life had never really taken medicine, and hoped that the medicine treatment would play a certain role, "What did the doctor say? Is the cure rate high?"

Talking about this, Professor Shang's face became even more gloomy, "I'm still observing. If the recovery is good, it will recover for a short period of time, but the recurrence rate is very high."

Doctors would be conservative in answering these questions. They didn’t directly tell Professor Shang whether they could be cured or not. They just analyzed the cases. Most of the patients were unlikely to be completely cured.

Moreover, the relapse rate is very high. Even after recovering from the illness, with normal living ability, you can go out to work and communicate with ordinary people, but if you are greatly stimulated again, there is still a possibility of relapse.

When Professor Shang thought that his daughter might go on and on like this for the rest of his life, his hair grew white with worry. Which young talent from a good family would accept a girl who was labeled as mentally ill?

Tonight, I saw Feng Xin hugging someone else back. I don't know who that girl belongs to Feng Xin. Will Feng Xin really want to break up with Shang Congshu in a few days?

Doesn't his daughter have no home to return to?

He sighed, his heart ached, his eyes were clouded, and he instantly turned into an old man of seventy years old.

"Take care of her tonight. She is on a hunger strike and refuses to eat. I promised to bring her to you, so she ate some." Professor Shang had no plans to stay overnight, and got up, "I'll book a hotel nearby, and we'll meet again tomorrow." Come get her."

In fact, when he came this time, he also wanted to discuss with Feng Xin, and wanted Feng Xin to be an escort. Young people are more energetic, and considering that Feng Xin is in the internship period, he was too embarrassed to speak up.

Feng Xin promised to send him downstairs.

Before leaving, Professor Shang was a little worried, hesitated again and again, and still asked, "Xiaofeng, that one just now, is that your friend? Shushu trusts you very much, you won't..."

He cut to the chase.

Feng Xin said, "She is a straight girl."

Professor Shang didn't know much about gay people, and when Feng Xin said that the other party was a straight girl, he naturally thought that there was no spark between a straight girl and a straight girl, so he didn't worry about it.

Feng Xin came back.

When she entered, she saw Shang Congshu sitting on the floor, holding the earrings she gave Tong Huai in his hand, looking over and over again.

It was only then that Feng Xin noticed that when she and Tong Huai fell to the ground just now, everything in Tong Huai's bag was scattered all over the floor, and she hadn't had time to clean it up.

She touched Shang Congshu's soft belly, "Are you hungry? Cook you something to eat?"

Shang Congshu shook his head, shook the things in his hand, then turned to Fengxin and asked, "Where's my Taj Mahal?"

This pair of earrings is well packaged, and it looks like a specially prepared gift.

Feng Xin paused slightly, "Uh, I haven't bought it yet, if I knew you were coming back today, I would definitely..."

Shang Congshu put the earrings back into the box, pursed his mouth, didn't cry, but his eyes were full of tears, Feng Xin bought gifts for others, but not her.

"Congshu..."

Shang Congshu hugged Fengxin, bit Fengxin's ear and exhaled, wishing that his whole body would hang on Fengxin's body.

She has already taken the initiative to do this, so Feng Xin has not reacted yet, if this continues, she will suspect that Feng Xin is stealing food outside, and she will not be interested in tasting her taste until she is full.

The buttons were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the tube top inside. Shang Congshu's underwear today does not contain sponges, and it would not be suitable without a tube top. Under the tube top is the little fun she wanted to wear for Feng Xin.

Feng Xin had no power at all, and was held by Shang Congshu's hand all the way, her whole body was dizzy from being kissed, and the tip of her tongue was numb from being sucked, "Congshu, I'm going to take a bath first."

She turned her face away slightly, she was almost out of breath, she was panting because of Shang Congshu's enthusiasm.

Shang Congshu kissed Fengxin's chin, and responded vaguely, "Mmm, okay..."

But she didn't mean to stop at all, she didn't need Fengxin to take the initiative, she snuggled into Fengxin's arms, like a delicate flower that needs to be carefully cared for, arousing love and affection.

Feng Xin caressed Shang Cong Shu Nenbai's neck, her voice was rough, "You are like this... I have no experience of doing 1."

Shang Congshu was a little ashamed, she looked like she had never met a woman in half her life, and she couldn't do anything presumptuously in front of Feng Xin.

She was said to be annoyed, so she secretly bit Feng Xin's shoulder, buried her face in Feng Xin's arms and took a deep breath, she didn't raise her head for a long time, she didn't feel shy until the work was done.

Feng Xin carried the limp woman hanging on her body into the bedroom, adjusted the air conditioner, and cooled Shang Congshu down so that Shang Congshu would not turn red.

When she got up, she even rubbed Shang Congshu's hair. She didn't say a word about her thoughts, and her movements showed tenderness.

Shang Congshu's light gray long hair has been braided countless times by Feng Xin, and his fingertips are extremely fond of this strand of hair, and he is very familiar with it even when it is wrapped and touched.

"Do you want to wash off the underwear?" Feng Xin took a change of clothes, turned back to Shang Congshu, and asked solemnly.

Shang Congshu didn't speak, his toes swayed from side to side, wrinkling Feng Xin's trousers.

Feng Xin's throat tightened slightly, he grasped Shang Congshu's wrist and kissed his lips lightly, urging: "...Hurry up."

Shang Congshu caressed Feng Xin's lips: "You can do it yourself, don't you have no sense of participation? Then this kind of matter, I will leave it to you."

Feng Xin didn't take the initiative just now, and Shang Congshu counterattacked with some teasing. She brought him over and changed Shang Congshu's clothes.

The little girl who was still clamoring a second ago is now very shy, blushing and trying to be brave, and deliberately asked Fengxin, "Sister, good sister, do you feel a sense of participation in being 1 now?"

Suddenly hearing a name she hadn't heard for a long time, Feng Xin was stunned, her heart suddenly softened, her eyes gradually filled with tender spring water, she really loved Shang Congshu's vivid appearance now.

Feng Xin leaned over and kissed Shang Congshu's hair, "Yes."

Shang Congshu secretly prepared a bunch of dialogue lines in his heart, and just waited for Feng Xin to argue with her, but was caught off guard by Feng Xin's "huh" and his heart thumped.

Fengxin's morality is really high, she has nowhere to play after doing this.

Shang Congshu snorted, put half of his face into the quilt, and whispered softly, "Go take a bath quickly, I want to hug you, I want to hug my sister to sleep, and feed my sister a little cherry..."

Feng Xin pecked and kissed that face over and over again, the bad girl in her arms finally didn't dare to talk nonsense.

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