sick wife

Feng Xin didn't live in her hometown for long, she came back after asking for leave, and returned after staying for two days.

On this day, there was a comic app push on her mobile phone, and this app would select a popular comic every week for strong promotion.

Occasionally, Feng Xin finds something she is interested in, and she will stay in the bookshelf to follow up.

This week’s new comics seem to be suspenseful horror comics. When you pull down the notification bar, you can only see the title of the work "Human Skin Girlfriend"

Taking advantage of her lunch break at work, she clicked in to take a look. The cover was a pair of lesbians. One of them had half of her face on her girlfriend, which was weird and scary.

Why is this style of painting so similar to Shang Congshu?

Feng Xin looked at the author again, and there really was Shang Congshu's circle name, the content was the new work that Shang Congshu sent her last time to expand the comic, only updated one chapter, but the popularity is quite high.

She knew that Shang Cong and friends on the Internet had partnered to set up an online studio, but Shang Congshu didn't draw at all, and worked as a screenwriter more often in the studio.

This is the first time as a screenwriter and lead artist.

Feng Xin looked at the new work that had just been released and had over [-] likes. This is probably the prelude to an explosion.

Originally, she was going to have dinner with her colleagues today, but after she got off work, she apologized and shirked it. She planned to take Shang Congshu out to eat and celebrate.

When Feng Xin returns home, the door is actually ajar.

As soon as he reached the entrance, Feng Xin heard familiar voices from the living room.

Professor Shang should have just arrived, and the hot tea on the table was still steaming.

"When will Xiaofeng come back?" The middle-aged man's voice was steady and deep, and his gestures were neither twitchy nor rough.

Shang Congshu glanced at the clock on the wall subconsciously, and said, "Ah Xin had dinner with his colleagues, it might be late when he comes back. Dad, are you looking for Ah Xin? We have to wait for a while."

Professor Shang shook his head. He took off his glasses and put them back in his coat pocket, "I'm not looking for her, I'm looking for you."

It's just not right, he has something to say to Shang Congshu.

The man rubbed his eyes looking at the electronic equipment for almost a whole day to relieve his fatigue, "If there is no accident, your aunt's imprisonment is a certainty, but the official trial is not so fast yet, your uncle hopes that we can issue a letter of understanding .”

Shang Congshu's expression changed slightly, and Professor Shang comforted him, "Don't worry, I didn't agree."

"I'm here to see how your treatment is going at home recently?" He asked.

A friend's son works in a comic company. He heard from a friend that there is a comic called Shang Congshu, which has received a lot of attention. If the popularity can keep up later, the company will introduce it to South Korea for listing.

He came here to find out if Shang Congshu's condition had improved.

Shang Congshu didn't think much about it, and said, "Ah Xin will take me to the hospital for regular checkups, and change the medicine according to the course of treatment. I have been very stable."

Professor Shang's eyes were dark and unclear, "It's pretty good...by the way, did you go back home with Xiaofeng?"

He didn't suggest that his daughter go to Fengxin's house so early, since they've only been dating for a long time, what are they doing with her so early?If the negotiation fails in the end, won't it damage the reputation of the two?

Seeing Shang Congshu's dodging reaction, Professor Shang knew he was right.

"Shu Shu, do you really want to date Xiaofeng for the rest of your life? If you two are together, you won't even be able to get a marriage certificate in the future."

Marriages that are not protected by law have no results together.

Seeing what Shang Congshu was anxious to say, Professor Shang interrupted directly, "I'm not here to persuade you, you don't have to emphasize to me how your relationship with Xiaofeng is. When your mother married me, I had a house and a car, a career Stable, I didn't let her suffer, don't ask Xiaofeng to be like me, but she is really not suitable for you."

Even if they are all girls, if Feng Xin is not required to be so strong and powerful, then he can't be so far behind Shang Congshu.

"Don't blame me for speaking badly. Xiaofeng is an art candidate. He entered the university to study photography, and his cultural score is not high." He believes that [-]% to [-]% of a person's future can be seen from these aspects.

Professor Shang continued to talk with Shang Congshu based on his own experience in seeing people, "But you are different. You have been admitted to the school's Chinese language and literature major with the top student in liberal arts. With your strength, there is no problem at all to continue your studies.

In the future, you can engage in research and teaching work like your grandfather and me.It’s not about making money high or low, but about your social status, social circle, and the environment you come into contact with. The two of you will not be in the same world. "

When a person reaches a certain level, it doesn't matter how much money he makes, he has to pursue fame and status.

As far as he knows, Feng Xin likes to play motorcycles, and joined a hip-hop club at school. Can these hobbies make any achievements?It's all young people killing time.

His daughter is good at writing articles and drawing comics, and is quite popular in these fields. If her new works can be successfully launched in Korea, her reputation will be even higher.

Such an excellent person, with Feng Xin, the shining pearl will be dusted.

Shang Congshu frowned, he didn't like to hear these things, so he found a topic to change, "Dad, did you just come from school? Would you like something to eat?"

Professor Shang is indeed a little tired, "Just order some noodles."

…………

In a barbecue restaurant, Fu Qinghe was half a meter away from the employees. Where she sat, there were two vacant seats on the left and right sides.

Although the surrounding employees didn't dare to get too close to Fu Qinghe, they still couldn't let go at first, but the atmosphere picked up, and they all had fun with their colleagues, which was very lively.

The chair next to her was suddenly pulled away. Fu Qinghe looked up and found that it was Feng Xin. She asked with a half-smile, "Didn't you say you want to go back and cook for your girlfriend? Why are you here again?"

Feng Xin's eye sockets were a little wet, and the light of the barbecue was dim. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it.

The corners of her lips curled into a far-fetched arc, "Oh, she's already had dinner, I think it's still early, so come and gather together."

Fu Qinghe took out a few cans from the two boxes of beer under the table, "Drink something?"

This barbecue restaurant has waiters who will be in charge of grilling meat, without the need for customers to do it themselves.

Feng Xin wanted to look okay, so she casually took the meat dish closest to her on the table, and put it on the waiter's hand.

The beer was cold, Feng Xinlu drank some more, but he didn't know if the wine was too choking or what, Feng Xin's eyes were always foggy.

She turned her face and said to the waiter, "Please don't use the chili sauce."

Fu Qinghe didn't eat much, and she drove here without drinking. Seeing that Feng Xin seemed a little drunk, she suggested, "Would you like to take my car back after the end?"

Feng Xin didn't agree, "No need for Mr. Fu, I'll just take a taxi."

With so many colleagues here, it was too deliberate for Fu Qinghe to send her home alone. She didn't think much about it. As a group of people who were also reborn, it's normal to treat them a little bit special.

But she is a matter of lesbians. Her colleagues know that Fu Qinghe's sexual orientation is either double or the same. She doesn't want to be seen by others, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Fu Qinghe smiled, "Go to the bathroom and wash your face, I think you are about to cry."

Feng Xin explained, "Spicy."

Although she said so, she was really afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions in front of so many people, so she got up and went to the bathroom.

Feng Xin poured cold water on his face for half a minute, but he didn't calm down. The person in the mirror smiled uglier than crying, his eyes were red, and he was haggard.

She didn't go back to the lively party, and slipped away alone. Just as she was about to greet Fu Qinghe on WeChat, a car stopped in front of her, and Fu Qinghe was in the car.

Feng Xin had no choice but to give up, opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot, and reported the address to Fu Qinghe.

On the way, Feng Xin's cell phone rang for a call, but Feng Xin didn't answer it.

Fu Qinghe glanced at the rearview mirror, curious: "Did you quarrel with your girlfriend?"

Feng Xin looked at the busy traffic outside the window, her eyes were distracted, she was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Boss Fu, do you think I'm a good match for Cong Shu?"

Regarding this kind of topic, Fu Qinghe has a deep understanding and almost understands Fengxin's situation instantly, but what she understands is from Shang Congshu's side.

None of her parents liked the girlfriends she brought home since she became an adult.

"Puchi..." Fu Qinghe laughed out loud, although Fengxin was so old in her heart, she could still ask this kind of little girl's question, "Where are there so many rules? If you like each other, it's suitable, and if you like it, you're a good match. "

Feng Xin looked lonely, thinking of the conversation she heard in the porch, her eyes were sore again, "Does Cong Shu think so? Why don't you defend me in front of her father..."

Doesn't Cong Shu feel uncomfortable listening to Professor Shang say those things that look down on her?In the eyes of Professor Shang, what she did during this period is not worth mentioning, and in Cong Shu's eyes, is it not worth a word of helping her?

Even she doesn't need much maintenance, just simply expressing that she likes her and chooses her, that's enough.

But Shang Congshu didn't say anything.

Fu Qinghe guessed a very likely reason, "Maybe it's because I'm being annoyed, sometimes my parents keep nagging me about the same thing, and I'm annoyed, and I don't bother to speak up if I have any opinions, no Influenced me to continue to do what I love.”

Feng Xin blinked hard, trying to suppress the soreness and the uncontrollable steam.

If it has been like this, can you not care?

When the car arrived in the community, Feng Xin was not very drunk, and she walked steadily when she got off the car, so Fu Qinghe didn't send her up.

She took a photo of Feng Xin's back, sent it to Tong Huai, and edited the text: [I helped you deliver your drunk girlfriend home safely, how do you reward me? 】

……

After calling Feng Xin but being rejected, Shang Congshu thought Feng Xin was busy, so she didn't dare to make another call. Seeing that it was getting late, she was a little worried. As soon as she picked up the phone, the door opened.

She trotted over and smelled the strong smell of alcohol before she saw anyone.

"How much did you drink? You don't even answer the phone?" She complained softly, took off Feng Xin's coat, hung it on her arm, and planned to wash it later.

Hold Feng Xin's hand again, exhale and rub.

Feng Xin wasn't cold, but a little hot, she pulled her hand back and said lightly, "I didn't drink much."

Seeing Feng Xin walking towards the bathroom, Shang Congshu followed behind, but Feng Xin walked quickly, she reached out and grabbed Feng Xin's clothes corner, "Do you want to take a bath? I will help you, don't fall."

Although Feng Xin didn't seem to be consciously drunk, she smelled heavily of alcohol, she didn't look like she hadn't drunk much.

Feng Xin suddenly stopped in her tracks, pursed her lips, and neither refused nor nodded.

Shang Cong Shurao came to Feng Xin, saw that Feng Xin didn't speak, and didn't respond to her, and looked at Feng Xin from a quiet distance.

When she had seen enough, she put her hands on Feng Xin's shoulders, stood on tiptoe and took the hot and slightly drunk lips, biting her white teeth softly, she tightened her arms around Feng Xin's neck, and pressed the kiss deeply, panting and confused .

She let go of Feng Xin when she was satisfied with the kiss, and poked Feng Xin's face with her index finger, her heart was crisp and numb...

What's the matter with Ah Xin, she's so cute after drinking, she's so cute, she wants to fuck her.