MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 85 , counterattack

Shang Congshu threw himself into Feng Xin's arms, looked up at Feng Xin, and could vaguely see the familiar facial features at night, but could not see Feng Xin's expression.

A calm statement, a light question, although there is no temper, but you can feel the endless sadness.

"I said it." She hugged Feng Xin's waist and explained.

Guai Fengxin only listened to half of the conversation, but didn't hear the second half, "I told my dad about these things after eating noodles, and he said more and more would not change my choice. ."

She was cooking to interrupt her father's words. Her family was eating as usual without saying a word at the table, and only communicated after the two of them finished eating.

Besides, her father was stubborn, and he was taught the same way from his grandfather's generation. At his age, his father cared more about fame and status than money.

From the time she first started dating Feng Xin, it has not been a day or two for such similar words. No matter how she said Feng Xin was good, it would not change Feng Xin's image in her father's heart.

Professor Shang said over and over again that Shang Congshu has chosen over and over again, and he has always been firm and unswerving.

Feng Xin was lying on the sofa, not answering, her arms resting on her eyes.

Shang walked over from Shu Mao's waist, the sofa space was limited, she climbed on Feng Xin, kneeled on both sides of Feng Xin's waist, her face was close, "Still angry?"

Feng Xin turned her face away and ignored her. She was not angry, she felt ashamed, at the age of forty, she was crying with Shang Congshu because of this.

Shang Congshu only cares if Fengxin is still sad, and rubs Fengxin's face with his chin, "Take care of me, wife, take care of me."

She was like a cat in desperate need of petting, she waited for a long time without waiting for the hand to fall on her body, and her paws swam directly into the wind-lined pajamas.

Although it is autumn and winter pajamas, the hot air conditioner is turned on in the room. Feng Xin didn't wear it too thick, the soft cotton fabric and the back of Shang Congshu's hand rubbed against her, which made her heart itch.

Shang Congshu lowered her head, her eyes fell on it, wherever her mobile phone went, Feng Xin's pajamas would rise and fall significantly.

She seemed to have noticed something interesting, especially when she heard Feng Xin's rhythm of gasping, her ears warmed up.

Shang Congshu peeked at Feng Xin's reaction, but Feng Xin didn't stop her, she twisted the buttons with her other hand and pushed them open one by one, her collarbone was exposed in the air, she glanced down at The looming scenery of clouds.

Feng Xin, as usual, did not wear underwear after taking a shower.

"You, you have to compensate me..." She protested Feng Xin's sudden stop.

Feng Xin's grievances haven't calmed down yet, inexplicably she wants to compensate Shang Congshu?

She asked, "Why?"

, you have to compensate me anyway."

She didn't take the initiative to hug her when she got home, she begged to touch Fengxin but didn't touch her head, ignored what she said, there were too many, she couldn't count.

She asked knowingly: "Then what compensation do you want?"

Shang Congshu pressed Feng Xin to his face, his lips were rubbing against Feng Xin's face and ears, and he whispered, "Play games with me, you can just don't move tonight."

"Just don't move? Can you talk?" Feng Xin asked.

Shang Congshu imagined the scene and said in thought, "It would be boring if you don't talk."

Like Feng Xin did to her, she could feel that Feng Xin listened to her whispering words on the bed, and she became more eager, what Feng Xin likes, she also likes.

Feng Xin couldn't help laughing, and continued to tease, "It's boring if you don't talk? But what should I do?"

Shang Congshu felt it was unfair, she said angrily, "You have heard me say it so many times, how could it not be?"

She expected Fengxin to pretend to be with her, so she took a bite on Fengxin's lips.

Feng Xin thought of Shang Congshu's various tones of begging for mercy, and temporarily couldn't imagine how she would say those words.

She didn't underestimate Cong Shu, she honestly said, "How can this be discussed? Different techniques have different reactions. In case you lose your sense, I accidentally say you don't If you like to hear it, I will hit you more."

She decided to take care of Shang Congshu's self-confidence in his first attack, and encouraged him both physically and mentally.

Shang Congshu doesn't want to leave ink, and a partner who doesn't want his girlfriend's body is not a good partner.

She took off Feng Xin's hand, tugged at the buttons of her pajamas, took a breath, and calmed down before saying, "A Xin, if it hurts you, tell me, I will stop."

Shang Congshu said it very seriously, and the original taste of the minor key, inexplicably added a sense of piety.

A friendly little address between couples, it is doting on others, but Shang Congshu doesn't like that word.

She learned the steps that Feng Xin had done on her, jerky and cooked, and her red lips were soft and soft, "Wife, don't call me a fool, okay?"

Feng Xin quickly admitted her mistake and did not falter, "Sorry, you are too cute."

I don't know where Shang Congshu touched, Feng Xin couldn't help but bowed her body, she couldn't really move at all, when she leaned over to kiss Shang Congshu, her arm climbed up With a shoulder thinner than hers, he restrained his low breath.

Shang Congshu looked at Fengxin with wet and flushed eyes, and asked nervously, "Is it hurt?"

Feng Xin shook her head, her comfort was very gentle.

She patiently explained to Shang Congshu, "It's a physiological response."

Shang Congshu buried his face into Fengxin's warm neck in a second, so embarrassed that his whole body was hot, and he clumsily held Fengxin.

There is no technology at all, but Feng Xin's body is as soft as it is about to melt.

Shang Congshu was easily satisfied, kissed Feng Xin's neck, and whispered, "A Xin, I love you."