MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 30 , boast

Shang Congshu when he was healthy, looked at Fengxin anywhere. In front of his parents, brothers and sisters, he always said nice things about Fengxin.

Even when her parents persuaded her to have a better choice, her answer, "Fengxin is the best choice"

Shang Congshu was so firm that both Fengxin and Fengxin dared not live up to it.

"Come with me, eh?"

Feng Xin mentioned it again, one hand can tightly wrap Shang Congshu, and through the fabric, you can feel the slightly thin waist.

In the past, when Shang Congshu sat down, there would still be a little soft meat on his waist, but now he has lost weight.

She was confused. During this period of time, Shang Congshu was always under her nose, and she ate every meal with her.

No, Shang Congshu's illness has poor sleep quality, and it is difficult to fall asleep normally. It should not be possible to sleep at the same time as her every night.

"Do you like this?" Shang Congshu adjusted a filter that was more suitable for summer, and asked Feng Xin.

Feng Xin looked at Shang Congshu's calm face and nodded: "Cong Shu, can you help me change clothes to match your current body?"

Shang Congshu moved quickly, got out of bed and went to the closet to pull out a skirt that was also made of pearlescent material.

Feng Xin felt a special sense of satisfaction when she thought that she had taken care of Shang Congshu for 20 years, and was suddenly taken care of by Shang Congshu.

She took advantage of Shang Congshu to lower her head to tidy up the lace on her skirt, and played with her hands that she had just braided.

The eyes fell on it, very soft and gentle.

Shang Congshu seemed to be seriously thinking about it, and after a few seconds he said, "Fried pork with beans, steamed eggs, pork ribs soup."

Feng Xin agreed immediately, these home-cooked dishes are not difficult to make, but her cooking skills are very general, "Cong Shu, I cook for you, and you don't praise me."

A kind of extreme longing, even close to humble prayer.

Shang Congshu's reaction is slower than ordinary people, he kisses Feng Xin awkwardly, and kisses Feng Xin's half cheek wetly, his voice is blurred, "A Xin is the best..."

Feng Xin did not embarrass Shang Congshu, and held Shang Congshu's hand and kissed him lowly on the back of his hand.

She placed an online order to buy ingredients and ran errands within an hour.

She took several photos with Shang Congshu, and Feng Xin posted a few on Weibo and WeChat. She knew that some fans of Shang Congshu had never been optimistic about their relationship, so basically The cut-off time will synchronize some sweet daily life with Shang Congshu on Weibo.

She didn't want to challenge this group of strangers by showing her affection, she wanted to let everyone who follows Shang Congshu know that Shang Congshu's famous flowers have masters, don't covet, don't disturb.

Even if everyone knows that Shang Congshu is ill, it has not diminished Feng Xin's possessiveness towards Shang Congshu.

See you later.

Feng Xin picked up the ingredients and went to the kitchen, washed the amount to be eaten today, and put the rest of the dishes into the refrigerator. Just opened the refrigerator door, and there was a fantastic Taj Mahal inside.

It seems that it has been frozen for a while, and the blocks above are covered with white frost.

Feng Xin can't figure out this special hobby of Shang Congshu, why does he always like to put this thing in the refrigerator to freeze? This is not the first time Shang Congshu has done this...

She didn't move the "Taj Mahal", worried that Shang Congshu would be irritable if he couldn't find it.

After eating, Feng Xin did not go to bed at the same time as before.

Shang Congshu was in the Lego tree house in her room. Feng Xin found that she didn't sleep, and Shang Congshu didn't sleep either.

Seeing that she put down the computer and went back to the room, Shang Congshu seemed to know that he was going to sleep, put the Lego in his hand back to the designated place, climbed into the bed and got into the bed.

Fengxin turned off the main light, leaving only a small light bulb.

The tip of the nose rubbed the delicate skin intimately, and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Shang Congshu nodded, didn't say much, rubbed his eyes, and looked really ready to go to sleep.

Into the night.

Feng Xin didn't really fall asleep after laying down, she forced her sleepiness, and every time sleepiness struck, she would pinch herself secretly under the quilt.

Shang Cong didn't wear any shoes, and walked barefoot on the ground.

Feng Xin's hearing is no different from that of ordinary people. If the floor is not covered with a blanket, there will be a slight rustling sound the second you step on it. from.

Shang Congshu's series of deliberate actions is nothing more than not wanting Feng Xin to know.

After a while, Feng Xin quietly opened her eyes, she gently left the room, it was pitch black outside, she didn't know where Shang Congshu went.

If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear some kind of vomiting sound, the volume is very small, the wind Xin moves slowly in the night along the sound source, and finally sees a familiar slender figure on the balcony.

The shadow squatted beside the flower pot, with her mouth open wide, her fingers stuck in her throat...

Feng Xin instantly felt that her stomach was turning upside down, burning and tingling, as if she was the one who was stabbed in the throat.

She was dizzy with anger, and scolded her with her first and last name, "Shang Congshu!"

It's been so long, the food for dinner has already been digested, where can I spit it out, this will only seriously hurt the stomach.

Skip the wind and run.

"You..."

Suddenly, all the nerves in Feng Xin's body were tightly grasped, and there was no anger, and she turned on the living room light in a hurry.

Shang Congshu curled up on the ground and did not dare to make a sound.

Feng Xin's knees were on the ground, and she didn't dare to touch Shang Congshu, her heart ached to the point where she felt her eyes wet, "Let me see, where are you eating? Congshu, Congshu, where does it hurt... Huh? Let me see..."