MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 40 , rice bug

Shang Congshu suddenly stopped crying and took the remote control off, angry, "Do I look like a good deceiver?"

She picked up the chip and the remote control, hugged the computer, and lay on the bed to study.

Feng Xin went to the entrance of the hall to get takeaway, just at this time Tong Huai transferred a sum of money to her, without any remarks or text messages.

She put the black tea ice cream on the desktop of Shang Congshu's computer, and texted back to Tong Huai with one hand: [Sold so quickly? 】

Only one night.

Tong Huai: [Hmm, are you questioning my connections? 】

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Think about it too, since childhood, Tong Huai has made many friends.

Shang Congshu was crying a lot tonight. It is estimated that the landlord is already on the verge of enduring the outbreak.

Feng Xin contacted the moving company and planned to take the businessman to move out of Shu tomorrow. She reached out and tore the top layer of the milk tea, so that the businessman could use a spoon to eat the ice cream **** inside.

"I'm going to pack up, call me if you have something."

Feng Xin soothed, and just turned around, Shang Congshu's voice sounded behind him.

"Axin!"

Feng Xin stopped and sat back on the bedside, wondering: "Huh?"

Shang Congshu was eating ice cream with a small mouth, and he could breathe out the cold air with his lips open, snorting and slurring his words, "Didn't you say that I have something to call you?"

"What?" she asked again patiently.

Shang Congshu put the milk tea back on the table, climbed directly from the position like a cat to Feng Xin, grabbed Feng Xin's neck and took a mouthful, together with the ice cream on his lips. And rubbed against Feng Xin's lips.

She encircled Feng Xin, and her voice was soft and sultry: "It's a romantic affair."

Feng Xin was distracted by the body fragrance that Shang Congshu snuggled up to. She knew for a long time how charming Shang Congshu would be when he was coquettish, soft and coquettish, always using this look, Hook her into ecstasy.

Feng Xin blushed and her heart was pounding, making Shang Congshu cry.

She let out a hoarse laugh from her throat, sucking on those plump red lips and biting lightly.

Shang Congshu hadn't fully entered the state when the doorbell rang several times at home, and an uninvited guest came.

Feng Xin naturally heard it too, so she could only release the person first, seeing Shang Congshu's sullen expression, her eyes curled up, she couldn't help raising her hand to rub Shang Cong Shu's long lustrous green wood-grey hair.

How can she be so cute, she is so cute when she is a little sullen, Feng Xin feels like her heart is going to melt.

Opening the door, Feng Xin saw Tong Huai standing at the door with a surprised expression, "Xiao Huai? Why are you here?"

Behind Tong Huai, there was a 30-year-old man with a similar appearance, who was Tong Huai's brother.

Tong Huai grinned, took Feng Xin's shoulders, and said cheerfully: "Oh, I see you said you want to contact the moving company, I called my brother, he happened to have a small truck. The company wants hundreds of dollars, and they don't help to move things, so why waste the money."

The woman seemed to have forgotten the conflicts that happened during the day, and knew that Feng Xin was in need, so she came over overnight.

Feng Xin looked at the two who had come to the door of the house, and was very grateful for Tong Huai's help, thinking that Shang Congshu didn't like Tong Huai's things very much, she looked embarrassed, "Xiao Huai, you Wait for me first."

Before she returned to the bedroom, she saw Shang Congshu lying at the door of the room.

, I'm picking you up."

Shang Congshu was quiet for two seconds before nodding.

The response was unexpectedly well-behaved.

In the next hour, three people moved things back and forth from the house to the downstairs.

Tong Huai sorted out a bunch of drawing boards and paints, and she turned it over again. It was a bunch of building blocks. These are all Shang Congshu's hobbies.

As she put things into the box, she said to herself: "It's obviously two people living together, why isn't there anything Xinxin likes in the house..."

Suddenly there was a creaking sound of the door behind her, Tong Huai turned around, Shang Congshu opened the side bedroom door a small gap, and was peeking at her from the gap.

Looking at her appearance, she was timid and trembling, as if she was some wicked criminal.

"Che..." Tong Huai sneered.

Seeing that Feng Xin hadn't come up yet, she got up and walked straight to the side, trying to open the door, but Shang Congshu blocked the door inside, preventing her from entering.

Tong Huai didn't force it, and through a door, he was full of resentment towards Shang Congshu, "As long as anyone with a little backbone and weak limbs can make a living in a decent way, you can paint well. Writing articles, even if you don't graduate from college, is easier than making money for someone who doesn't have a skill."

She frowned and threatened, "You don't want to be a rice bug, do you? Then you might as well live in a mental hospital, where you can eat and drink!"

"Bang!"

Shang Congshu closed the door completely.