sick wife

Like a little tail, Shang Congshu followed Feng Xin into the bathroom, hugged Feng Xin's waist from behind, tilted his head to see Feng Xin brushing his teeth in the mirror.

"I'll listen to you, can you stop being angry?" She said in a small voice, rubbing against Feng Xin's back like glutinous rice dumpling.

Feng Xin nodded, as promised, she didn't get angry with Shang Congshu anymore, she rinsed her mouth, then lathered facial cleanser to wash her face, and glanced at the mirror out of the corner of her eye.

The way Shang Congshu looked at her was like the lake water by the river in spring, gentle and tender, as if he loved her so much that he didn't want to leave her side for a second.

From Shu Xin, what are you thinking...

Feng Xin didn't wait for the water to warm up, she directly flushed her face with cold water, the hair on her forehead and the edges of her ears were soaked, and wet on her face, she didn't wipe off the water, she turned to face Shang Congshu.

The porcelain stone table at the back was a bit cold. She held Shang Congshu's hands and lowered her eyes, "Can you tell me what's on your mind? Since you think I will do something like that, do you think it over again rationally?" Would it be more appropriate to communicate?"

Shang Congshu's eyes were flushed, he clenched Fengxin's hand tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "No, I'll just rely on you."

She stuck into Feng Xin's arms, feeling sad, "Why reconsider dating? You want to break up with me and find another girlfriend?"

Although Feng Xin didn't say goodbye publicly, those words were not much different from mentioning breaking up. Shang Cong Shu's chin rested on Feng Xin's chest, and his breath was on Feng Xin's skin, even through the thin clothes, it was hot.

With this appearance, I am afraid of being abandoned.

Feng Xin was already full of tenderness towards Shang Congshu, and he couldn't see Shang Congshu showing pity for others the most.

She lightly kissed Shang Congshu on the forehead, and said in a gentle voice, "If I really break up with you, I will reflect on the mistakes I made in the past, and when I can really prevent you from being hurt, I will pursue it again."

Maybe she needs to reconcile with the former Shang Congshu in order to live a good life in the future.

Those who hurt each other, hate each other and are indifferent, shouldn't care about it anymore.

Shang Congshu carefully kissed Feng Xin's chin, seeing that Feng Xin didn't resist like last night, his pupils brightened a little, he stood on tiptoe again, and touched Feng Xin's ear with his lips.

She might be overwhelmed by emotion, even though she thought Feng Xin would lose patience with her, be cold and bored with her like before, she still wanted to be with Feng Xin.

"Ah Xin..." She hugged him tightly, so tight that she could feel Feng Xin's heartbeat, "Don't separate from me if I make the same mistakes, okay?"

They continued to entangle like this, whether it was happiness or pain, she wanted to be with Feng Xin forever.

Even if I repeat my previous life, no matter what happened, it will not be more sad than losing Fengxin.

She thinks that Feng Xin can love her so wildly and passionately, don't be rational and calm, although that kind of relationship is mature, but there is something missing, which will make her not feel the hot and beating heart.

Feng Xin raised his hand and rubbed the fluffy hair on the back of Shang Congshu's head, pretending to tease, "Love me so much? You want to be with me even if you're starved to death?"

Joking tone, serious eye color.

Shang Congshu's real thought was that she would do such ruthless things in the future, and he still insisted on dating her, and rejected any topics that seemed to be about breaking up with her.

It turned out that it wasn't her illusion, her Cong Shu really loved her so much, deep, violent, even deformed, sick...

Shang Congshu held Fengxin's hand and put it on his stomach, "You can't starve me, if you starve me, I won't have any flesh on my body, it's uncomfortable to hold, and it doesn't look good to me, I hurt your hand."

The last time I did this action was when Shang Congshu told Feng Xin that she would act as a mother...

Feng Xin supported Shang Congshu's back of the head, leaned over and kissed her softly. Just as she touched the plump and delicate lips, she suddenly stopped, and some images flashed in her mind, all of which were not very gentle actions last night.

She was drinking and speaking rudely at that time, but she only remembered that Shang Congshu was too frightened to make a sound, Sakura's soft lips were tightly pursed, shoulders shrugged, and he curled up under her.

Although she was afraid but did not refuse, she was very soft and could withstand the rainstorm she brought.

In the middle of the night, he would whisper softly in her ear, and apologize to her.

With Feng Xin's thumb, gently stroking the red and swollen lower lip, "Did...did it hurt you last night?"

Her eyes softened, distressed.

Shang Congshu blushed, nodded truthfully, and murmured softly, "I don't hate it."

After saying these words, she felt shy in an instant, slipped away quickly, and didn't continue to hinder Feng Xin from using the bathroom.

She is very honest, her body is honest, her mouth is also honest, the pain is really painful, but it doesn't matter if it's Feng Xin, it's fine if it's Feng Xin.

Feng Xin took a shower to refresh her body, and changed into a girlfriend outfit with Shang Congshu.

Many couples’ outfits on the market are men and women, so they often wear girlfriends’ outfits as couples’ outfits. They can both wear beautiful little skirts, and it is not necessary for one party to wear boy-style trousers.

Feng Xin wears a knee-length skirt with a lotus-colored plaid pattern, a Hong Kong-style white shirt on her upper body, and the same shirt worn by Shang Congshu, and a long skirt with suspenders of the same color.

When they went out, Feng Xin was about to ask Shang Congshu what he wanted to eat, when his wrist was pulled slightly.

She turned to look at Shang Congshu.

Shang Congshu has been struggling with something for almost a day, and she still has a frown when she thinks about it. She raised her chin and looked at Feng Xin, maybe because she was nervous, and stuttered, "Ah Xin, what you said last night... is, yes Really?"

Feng Xin knowingly asked, "What?"

Shang Congshu tugged Fengxin's wrist again, angrily, "You haven't lost your memory!"

The hands of the two people shook gently and slowly, the shadow shone on the ground, and her joy could be seen in the starry sky and the moon.

Feng Xin teased her calmly, "It's precisely because I don't have amnesia, I remember too much, so I can't tell what you asked."

Shang Congshu could feel aggrieved as he talked, and wanted to cry again, "You, you said that you are not happy with me, are you angry?"

No matter how much she believed that it was Feng Xin who said the angry words, she was still severely slandered, otherwise how could she be wronged enough to ask, and she didn't even hear the answer, the tip of her nose was bubbling sourly, and she fainted crimson.

Feng Xin's heart was numb, "Yeah."

Shang Congshu asked: "Also, you lied to me when you said you didn't like to kiss me, right?"

"Puchi..."

"Fengxin!"