Chapter 36 Feeling sorry for him
Sang Muye felt a heavy blow to the chest.
How could he not understand what Shen Xingli meant?
She knew that he always ate other people's leftovers, so she waited for him to join her.
She was so well-behaved, sensible and considerate that Sang Muye couldn't help but hold her in his arms.
The wet and hot lips gently rubbed her beautiful swan neck.
The voice was low and hoarse: "You are so good, I am afraid I can't help it, what should I do?"
Shen Xingli felt her scalp tingling from her kiss, and she curled up in his arms, looking up at him.
"Let's eat, the food is getting cold."
Only then did Sang Muye let her go and put her on the chair.
Then he put on disposable gloves and peeled a plate of crayfish for her.
In the evening, Shen Xingli took a shower and lay on the bed.
Raise your hands above your head.
She looked at the ring on her ring finger with a smile on her face.
The light reflected by the diamonds was reflected on her fair little face.
Shen Xingli took out his cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Sang Yu.
In less than a minute, Sang Yu called.
The screams echoed throughout the bedroom.
"Ahhhh, what a beautiful ring. Did your uncle buy it for you?"
Shen Xingli smiled and said, "Who else could it be? I wouldn't dare wear it if someone else bought it for me."
Seeing the happiness in her eyes, Sang Yu couldn't help asking, "You've already put on the ring, but my uncle still doesn't want to touch you. Is he not capable enough?"
"He had some work to do, so he asked me to go back to my room first."
"Why would he want a job if he doesn't want such a beautiful wife? If he doesn't want her, I'll just crawl over to him through the internet."
Shen Xingli smiled and said, "Okay, I've warmed the bed for you."
"I'd like to go, but I'm afraid my uncle will break my legs."
"How can he be so cruel? You all have misunderstood him."
Sang Yu chuckled. "He's only nice to you, but he's really cruel to others. I remember when I was a kid, he broke my fourth uncle's leg for some unknown reason. My grandfather hung him up and beat him, and didn't give him any food for three days and three nights."
Hearing this, Shen Xingli's heart ached deeply.
My mind immediately popped up of the man in the wheelchair I saw in the mall today.
So he asked, "Is he often beaten like this?"
"No, no one can beat him because he fights without regard for his life. But he doesn't fight everyone. He usually only attacks those who provoke him."
Hearing these words, Shen Xingli felt a pang of pain in his heart.
She grew up in love and was spoiled by her family.
She couldn't imagine how hard Sang Muye's past life had been.
Are you not able to eat enough and wear warm clothes?
Without the care of family, life is filled with indifference and calculation.
When thinking about this, Shen Xingli's eyes couldn't help but turn red.
She lay on the bed, staring at her phone in a daze.
Just then, Sang Muye pushed the door open.
Holding a beautiful pink porcelain bowl in her hand, she walked over to Shen Xingli.
His big hand gently pinched the back of her neck a few times, and his voice was low and mellow: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?"
Shen Xingli turned over and saw the small bowl in his hand at a glance.
She asked curiously, "What's here?"
Sang Muye smiled and said, "You'll know after you take a look."
Shen Xingli immediately got up from the bed and stretched his neck to look over.
As soon as I got closer, I was choked back by the strong smell of Chinese medicine.
She was so scared that she immediately hid back.
She looked at him pitifully and said, "Can't you drink it tomorrow? I feel like vomiting when I smell this medicine."
"Will you not feel like vomiting tomorrow if you smell it?"
Shen Xingli pouted: "Then you have to give me some time to buffer. I'm not mentally prepared yet."
She lay on the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and acted as if she would never drink.
Sang Muye was not angry, but looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Then how can I drink it?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingli immediately got up from the bed.
She looked at him with a smile and said, "When I was a kid, my brother always accompanied me when I took medicine."
Sang Muye immediately understood what she meant.
He nodded lightly and said, "Okay, I'll drink with you."
After saying that, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.
He looked at Shen Xingli calmly.
Shen Xingli widened his eyes in curiosity: "How is it? Is it very bitter?"
But before she could finish her words, her mouth was blocked by someone unexpectedly.
Before she could react, her chin was pinched.
A mouthful of warm Chinese medicine slowly flowed down her mouth into her stomach.
Shen Xingli's eyes widened in anger.
Just about to lose my temper.
Sang Muye's warm breath swallowed her breath.
He pinched her chin.
The man's extremely sexy kiss swept towards her.
The bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine was instantly swallowed up by this ambiguous atmosphere.
Shen Xingli was kissed so hard that her whole body became weak. She lay limply in Sang Muye's arms like a well-behaved kitten.
Feel his strong heartbeat and his hot breath.
After an unknown amount of time, Sang Muye finally let her go.
Their foreheads pressed together, and their breathing rose and fell.
The voice is low and seductive.
"Is it still bitter to drink like this?"
Shen Xingli stared at him with wet eyes and shook her head involuntarily.
There is a hint of sweetness in my heart.
Sang Muye brought the medicine over again, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Do you want me to continue feeding you, or do you want to drink it yourself?"
Shen Xingli didn't even think about it, he just picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp.
Looking at the man in front of him in pain.
"You seduced me!"
Sang Muye looked at her with a smile on his lips: "Aren't you enjoying it?"
Shen Xingli glared at him with red eyes.
Fortunately, she felt so sorry for him just now and wanted to comfort him.
Now, all her emotions have been dispelled by this bitter medicine soup.
She got into bed directly, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Sang Muye looked at her flushed little face and brushed away the loose hair on her face with his big hand.
He laughed softly, "You can't stand a kiss, will you cry later?"
Shen Xingli suddenly opened his eyes, and his bright dark pupils stared straight at Sang Muye.
What? She will cry later?
What is he going to do?
Could it be...
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli's curled eyelashes couldn't help but tremble a few times.
The little hands hidden in the quilt couldn't help but grab the sheets.
Sang Muye is serious.
He bought her a ring and branded her as Mrs. Sand.
So, she had to fulfill her obligations as Mrs. Sang.
Shen Xingli's heart felt tighter and tighter.
She was a little scared, but also a little excited.
She admitted that she now liked Sang Muye's touch, his kiss, and his unique preference for her.
She blinked her big eyes a few times and said softly, "Can you, can you be a little gentler?"
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