MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 72 , chaos

"Where did you endure hardships? You are young and energetic, how do you know your mother's good intentions?"

Because her son was bored with her, she would only come back after repeated requests during the festivals, and he would still listen to her in important matters.

She always believed that she wanted to find a better way out for her children, to be able to stand out and be beautiful, but did not find that the desire to control has made her relatives unbearable.

Shang Congshu picked up the pills and took them one by one, "Mom, if you still want me to recognize you, go to the police for me."

Speaking this sentence, Shang Congshu was extremely calm, she drank a lot of warm water, and her heart was still cold.

Wen Yu's eyes widened, she couldn't believe that her own daughter, who she brought up with her own hands, would actually say something like this to her.

Her Shu Shu was well-behaved and filial from childhood to adulthood. Except when she was ill, she would talk nonsense to her and hurt her once, and she would never treat her like this in the rest of the time.

Shang Congshu's face was very calm, and he picked up a few chopsticks as if nothing had happened, and said, "The police will not wrong aunt, you don't have to worry."

Wen Yu shook her head again and again, breathless in her chest, "What if Mom doesn't go?"

"Then I think you think your brother's career is more important than my life, I can't do anything, you can do it with a clear conscience."

She was as cold as frost, it was just the season of autumn, and her whole body seemed to be cold in an ice cellar.

Even if Wen Yu didn't go, Shang Congshu would go by herself. She asked Wen Yu to go to the police station as a guardian to help her call the police. This was her last chance for Wen Yu.

As long as Wen Yu is willing to stand by her side once, just once... She will forgive her mother who ignored her in the last life, and didn't even know that she froze to death.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point, Shang Congshu got up and prepared to leave, without pressing Wen Yu step by step.

Wen Yu was afraid that Shang Congshu would get lost, and immediately got up and followed.

They got in the same car, separated by a few seats, neither of them said a word.

After arriving home, Shang Congshu was standing on the balcony, and not long after, Wen Yu appeared downstairs who watched her enter the door before going back with confidence.

Shang Congshu actually didn't feel much in her heart. In addition to the deep feelings she had with her parents in the first 20 years, in the following years she was only left with the joys and sorrows of Fengxin.

She turned to the kitchen, found grape soda in the refrigerator, took a few sips, the sweet and sour taste was the same as before.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated for a while, Wen Yu went to the hospital to get her medicine, and at the same time she brought her mobile phone back, she would forget to take it with her when she went out.

Shang Congshu picked up the phone, and sure enough it was a message from Feng Xin.

[Baby, Aunt Wen said to take you back to your hometown to play, did you have fun? 】

[? ? ? ignore me? Not home yet? 】

(I'm about to cry.jpg]

Shang Congshu looked at the page full of sweet and coquettish coquettishness, his eyes were hot, and he was speechless.

She collected her thoughts and drank a few sips of cold soda before forcing herself to calm down and not reveal her flaws.

Sent a voice to Feng Xin, "Sister, when are you going home?"

As soon as she sent it out, she couldn't hold back any longer and cried.

Feng Xin will never know how much these words affect Shang Congshu's mood.

She posted on Weibo, and in that round of replies, Feng Xin used a trumpet to praise her works. Although it was soon submerged in the smoky comment area, Feng Xin was still alone I have done dozens of compliments and praised her paintings so much that there is nothing in the sky, but only in the world.

She turned on the TV and thought about a quiet meeting, and the channel that jumped out was also a movie that Feng Xin had tuned up early, it was "Frozen" that she was clamoring for a piece yesterday.

Shang Cong was lying on the sofa, feeling lost, very uncomfortable.

Feng Xin was so kind to her, to her twenty-year-old, she was so good...

A teardrop overflowed from the corner of the eye, slid across the bridge of the nose, and flowed into the other eye.

Feng Xin came back from get off work and hadn't opened the door when she heard the sound of a movie playing in the room, and when she went in, she found that the lights in the hall were not on.

The whole living room is very dark, only the light from the TV.

In the past, Shang Congshu also had this habit of watching movies.

I don't know if I went home yesterday, and I was looking forward to being hugged and kissed by Shang Congshu. I was not greeted today, and Feng Xin was a little disappointed.

She came to the sofa and watched Shang Congshu still watching a movie, raised her hand to cover Shang Congshu's eyes from behind, and pressed her hot lips against Shang Congshu's auricle, "Baby, have you thought about it? I?"

Shang Congshu froze slightly, took Feng Xin's hand for a moment, and turned around, she grabbed Feng Xin's placket and took him to the sofa.

Feng Xin was stunned by Shang Congshu before he could sit firmly, followed by a passionate and hot wet kiss, soft lips and the sweet and sour taste of grape soda.

There was the noisy sound of the movie in her ear, the surroundings were dim, she couldn't see Shang Congshu's expression, she could only feel it from her lips, and from time to time, she was bitten and rubbed by the tips of the teeth, which made her unbearable. respite.

The slippery soft tongue is even more skillful and licks and kisses her.

Feng Xin was a little overwhelmed, but it was very useful, and he couldn't help but linger on Shang Congshu.

"Sister, do you like it?" Shang Congshu lay on top of her, red lips sliding down her collarbone and cheeks from bottom to top.

Feng Xin: "I like it."

She likes Shang Congshu's enthusiasm, but she prefers to make Shang Congshu shudder and cry and beg for mercy under her fingertips.

Feng Xin helped her waist, "I sent you so many WeChat messages, and you only replied to me."

After realizing it, she was a little aggrieved when she said this...

In fact, she doesn't need to care about these little things at all, and it's not that Shang Congshu ignores her, why bother to break it up because the number of messages is not equal.

Her childishness was exposed at this moment.

But Feng Xin couldn't care less, she cared too much about the depth of the feelings given by Shang Congshu, this was the only response she could get from Shang Congshu.

"Then I'll call you back more now." Shang Congshu grabbed Feng Xin's hand and put it on his clothes. Her sweater has a wide neckline and can be taken off by pulling down on her shoulders.

She kissed Feng Xin's neck almost madly, her chest rising and falling vigorously, making her desire obvious.

Feng Xin gasped for breath, slightly startled, "What happened to you today?"

Shang Congshu shook his head, snuggled into Feng Xin's arms and asked Wu Nong softly, "I want my sister... now, um... I want..."

Night fell.

The clothes were lying on the sofa beside the sofa. Shang Congshu’s blue-grey hair was scattered on most of his waist and shoulders, and some of them were hanging on Fengxin’s chest, just covering the traces they left on each other. .

Feng Xin's fingers wrapped around her hair and she slid through her hair. She kissed her intimately and asked, "Are you feeling better when you go out with Aunt Wen? If you're not happy, don't go out with her. I'll take you this weekend."

She remembered last night that Shang Congshu was afraid of her anger and did not dare to make trouble with her quiet behavior. She was a little worried that Shang Congshu was unhappy with Wen Yu and did not dare to tell her. Coaxing Shang Congshu to speak.

Hearing the words of patience and coaxing, Shang Congshu lay on Feng Xin's chest, his eyes suddenly wet.

The current style is something she has never seen since she turned 30. Those love and patience are getting farther and farther away from her, and she still feels dreamy now that she has it again ethereal.

"Your work is not easy, I want you to stay with me at home." She rubbed Feng Xin, and her tone softened a lot, for fear that Feng Xin could hear something wrong with her tone.

Feng Xin is thinking about what the doctor said, she has to take time to bring Shang Congshu to the outside world, and she can't always stay at home, which is not conducive to the disease.

"It's okay, I won't be tired on weekends." Feng Xin was a little uncomfortable with Shang Congshu's sudden thoughtfulness.

During this period of time, Shang Congshu’s mood was capricious. Even when he did not relapse, he was still very weird. Consider her.

For this kind of good transformation, although Feng Xin was a little surprised, she always felt something strange.

She raised Shang Congshu's face, looked at each other from a close distance, and looked at it quietly, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

Feng Xin's eyes darkened, and she quickly blocked the red lips that were wanton in her heart. They started the second round, and they were in the same posture just now, not even the body position. change.

When the love was strong, Feng Xin heard Shang Congshu ask her, "I want to go to many, many places, will A Xin go with me?"

Feng Xin agreed, "Yeah."

She will also bring a video camera to record the appearance of Shang Congshu going to various places.

Shang Congshu was still uneasy when she heard the answer, she hugged Fengxin tightly and couldn't help but ask, "Really? How to do?"

At that time, Feng Xin would be tired of looking at her, no matter how much she cried, Feng Xin would not feel distressed, how could she still remember what she promised today.

Feng Xin picked up the person, the tip of her nose rubbed the shoulder of Shang Cong Shu Xuebai, they hugged silently, and Feng Xin did not answer.

She actually didn't know what to do. She once swore that she would treat Shang Cong comfortably for the rest of her life, but she was slapped in the face by herself.

Shang Congshu felt a little better, and combed Fengxin's long hair with her fingers. Just now, she was afraid of being pressed, so she tied it with a small rubber band, and it spread out after a while.

Now this thick black hair has been taken care of again by her and tied into a low ponytail.

Feng Xin hadn't woken up from the shock of Shang Cong Shu Shidong doing something to her, her pupils shrank suddenly, and subconsciously grasped Shang Cong Shu's wrist.

Stupid Shang Congshu also likes to do things like tying her hair for her, but every time because of slow movements and unresponsiveness, what was originally easy to do becomes very difficult for Shang Congshu Clumsy, she often wears a simple hairstyle, which is very difficult.

As skilled as she is now... More like, Cong Shu, who was sober before.