Sick Wife - Chapter 65

    When Feng Xin first interacted with Shang Congshu, she was often blushing and her ears were hot. She was easily shy, and she was nervous when walking down Swan Lake with Shang Congshu at school.

    Shang Congshu also likes to tease her on the bed, blowing on her neck, scratching her chest, and not letting her touch her.

    Feng Xin couldn’t do anything, nor was she angry, she just hugged Shang Congshu and whispered with Shang Congshu about her pleasure after her body was touched.

    She is really obedient to Shang Congshu, and she is responsive to Shang Congshu.

    Perhaps during the period of their relationship, Fengxin was finally fully recognized by Shang Congshu. They began to embrace each other warmly and frequently. In the small house they rented, from the master bedroom to the studio, the living room to the kitchen , tried many new tricks.

    Until the incident of Shang Congshu, Feng Xin has undergone earth-shaking changes from heart to body. Cong Shu will make Shang Cong Shu uncomfortable.

    Occasionally, Shang Congshu will wake up, hug her tightly, ask her if she is tired, kiss her lips at night, rub into her arms, and ask her for comfort.

    After a long time, Feng Xin also developed a habit, Shang Congshu did not ask for it, all her energy would be on bathing Shang Congshu, washing his hair, cooking and cleaning up the house, and guiding the business From Shu Kai** to flow…

    Even Shang Congshu’s physiological needs are also classified by Feng Xin as one of the things to “take care of Shang Congshu”, followed by his own feelings.

    Feng Xin was worried that Shang Cong Shu would catch a cold, so she hung the fluffy head of the shower in a fixed position, facing the warm water, hugged Shang Cong Shu’s boneless back, and kissed with a low title.

    The slightly parted red lips are like delicate roses, swaying and trembling.

    Feng Xin’s eyes were washed by the water, she couldn’t open her eyes, she couldn’t see Shang Congshu’s face, she just wanted to do what she wanted, hooked on the soft tip of the tongue and sucked a kiss, confused .

    Shang Congshu was out of breath before he reacted, biting Fengxin’s lips heavily with anger, she blushed and questioned with insufficient confidence, “What, what are you doing!”

    Feng Xin pressed the back of her hand against the bitten lip, it hurt a little…but not painful, it was submerged in the warm steam, and it soon became slightly itchy.

    She panted lowly, her eyes fell on Shang Congshu, who was soaked all over her body, her calm and gentle heartbeat became inexplicably throbbing, “…Aren’t you going to kiss?”

      Avoid problems.”

    Feng Xin held Shang Congshu’s waist with both hands, and did not understand what the problem of escaping that Shang Congshu complained about was.

    She pecked on that flushed cheek and coaxed: “What do you want to hear from me? I’ll tell you.”

    Feng Xin thought that the kiss just made Shang Congshu uncomfortable, and she didn’t know where to put her hands, so she moved it away from Shang Congshu’s waist.

    She was at a loss, and it was impossible not to say or do anything.

    “What do I think? Um… In my eyes, Cong Shu is very kind, lovely, talented, and the person I want to protect the most.”

    Feng Xin raised her hand to touch the top of Shang Congshu’s hair, even if Shang Congshu was sitting on the armrest, which was a little higher than her, she still wanted to touch her head.

    She frowned and approached Shang Congshu’s Xuexia-like tender face, “Don’t cry, I’ll blow your hair after taking a shower.”

    Shang Congshu wrapped Fengxin’s shoulders around her shoulders and lay on her pillow. She didn’t cry anymore, she felt a little better, but she was still puffed up with anger, “You have to say you love me!”

    Feng Xin couldn’t help laughing, it turned out to be this…

    Perceiving Shang Congshu’s lethal gaze swept over, she immediately held back her smile, and her fingertips did not depict Shang Congshu’s butterfly bone.

    She said, “Well, I love you, love you the most, only love you.”

    The one who responded to Feng Xin was Shang Congshu who kissed and kissed continuously, leaving tooth marks of different shades on his lips, chin and neck.

    Shang Congshu stood down from the handrail and let Feng Xin apply the shampoo and shower gel on himself.

    Feng Xin picked up the shower and rinsed Shang Congshu’s body with foam. He slowly knelt down on the dark green porcelain floor, his knees lightly pressed against the relief above, which quickly turned red.

    Her Cong Shu likes her very much.

    …

    Stayed in the bathroom for two hours before coming out, Feng Xin wrapped Shang Congshu’s wet hair with a dry towel and let him sit on the sofa, she wiped.

    “Aunt Wen will come back from the hospital tomorrow and come to take care of you.” Feng Xin explained, “I’m going to the studio. After get off work, a colleague will hold an orientation meeting, and I may not be home so soon. “

    She didn’t tell Shang Congshu that she was going to check the driver. She was worried that Shang Congshu would be stimulated, and she would be so scared that she couldn’t sleep well.

    Shang Congshu hugged Feng Xin’s waist, “Don’t let my mother come over, I can be at home by myself.”

    Feng Xin paused slightly, hesitating on the face, “Treasure…”

    “I’m normal now, and I’ll be fine.” Shang Congshu said in disbelief that she didn’t think she was ill, but in order to be discharged early, she often expressed to the doctor that she could feel the spirit disorder.

    The mental patient has no self-awareness of the disease, so she can only rely on this as much as possible.

    She has made several patients in the hospital, including mathematical geniuses, experts from the Institute of Chemistry, and students from the Academy of Fine Arts in Florence. The other world that can be perceived by the method is said to be a mental patient.

    Shang Congshu felt that these people were pitiful, thinking that Feng Xin also regarded her as mentally ill, she was angry again, on Feng Xin’s waist, she opened her mouth and bit her clothes.

    Feng Xin rubbed Shang Cong’s cheeks and helped her face, “Can you really be alone? Do you still feel like you are being watched by others?”

    Shang Congshu murmured in a nasal voice, “No, I know those are hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, and I won’t be frightened by the hallucinations, this is our home, very safe. “

    Feng Xin nodded, turned around and entered the bedroom, and took out the note that Shang Congshu had written at home.