It was unfair! At that time, he was simply worried that the monster in his body would hurt his wife without knowing the severity of the problem!
Now that he knows that he is the other one who is jealous, how can Feng Yan easily let go of the opportunity to be intimate with his wife?
After all, if he doesn't work hard, Jin Ran will step on him to get to the top! This is absolutely not allowed!
Feng Yan spent a full ten minutes convincing himself that modesty was all nonsense, and that men who acted like spoiled children had the best life. He would sleep with his wife even if he had to throw a tantrum.
However, when he opened the door and met his wife's concerned eyes and the bowl of medicine in her hand, Feng Yan felt as if struck by lightning, pursing his lips and looking pale.
Was his performance that bad this morning?
Is he so bad that he needs his wife to make tonic for him?
Su Ci didn't know what he was thinking, but she felt that he had been too irritated recently, and frequently hiding in the bathroom to take cold showers was hurting his body. If he couldn't be exposed to the disease too much, drinking some Chinese medicine to clear away heat and detoxify might be better.
Thinking of the rumors Jin Ran had spread about him in front of his wife, Feng Yan was about to cry out of grievance. Suddenly, he hugged Su Ci tightly and refused to let go: "Wife, I have nothing to do..."
He doesn't want to drink any messy Chinese medicine.
Otherwise, if that bastard Jin Ran finds out, he will spread rumors that he can only satisfy his wife by drinking tonics, and use the opportunity to sow discord between him and his wife so that he can take advantage of the situation.
Su Ci put the medicine bowl on the cabinet next to her, hugged the boy's trembling back with both hands, and stroked him up and down like soothing a cat or a dog.
"Feng Yan, I didn't say you can't do it. This is a heat-clearing decoction. It's not bitter at all. I saw you bleeding from the nose this morning, so I made some."
Qi was a womanophobe and couldn't accept a relationship progressing too quickly, which Su Ci could fully understand.
He was nearly strangled to death by his own son, and then suffered from the heroine's bullying for several days. His only father who cared about him was framed by his own son and thrown into prison...
Both times he was dealt a devastating blow by women, so in his previous life, whenever he was touched by a female protagonist, he would rub his hands with hand sanitizer and disinfectant until the skin was broken.
Because he hates the heroine, physical abuse alone is not enough for revenge, so he pretends nothing happened and performs all kinds of mental control on the heroine.
Treat others the way they treat you, and give them back to you as you would have them treat you.
However, in this life, Su Ci didn't want him to accumulate too much pain. Revenge and having a new life were not in conflict. She was willing to wait for him to slowly open his heart.
Feng Yan was stunned when he heard this.
Was it because Qi was making the medicine for his nosebleed?
His wife is so nice to him!
He took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. After finishing it, he showed his wife the clean bottom of the bowl and said, "There's not a drop left. It tastes good. Honey, do you have any more?"
Su Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his cute face: "Are you stupid? Medicine is three-quarters poison, don't drink too much, go to bed quickly, good night."
Feng Yan lowered his thick black eyelashes, and ink surged in his deep eyes. When he took off his glasses, it seemed as if some kind of seal had been lifted, and his aggressiveness doubled.
The five fingers of his left hand squeezed into Su Ci's fingers and pressed against the clean wall behind her, while the other hand grasped the girl's soft waist.
As he bent down to kiss her, Feng Yan thought in a daze that this was what Jin Ran did when he was locked up in the small dark room, kissing his wife, so lustful.
The kiss was so deep that my wife's sensitive reaction was driving me crazy. The warm touch on my palm was shaking all over.
"ah--"
The sudden feeling of being airborne made Su Ci exclaim softly.
Then, soothing kisses fell on her eyebrows, nose bones, and eyelids... Feng Yan coaxed her in a low, hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, honey, don't be nervous, relax..."
It was not known whether he was trying to comfort Su Ci or to encourage himself, but at least from Su Ci's perspective, his face was very red and his eyelashes were trembling.
Traditional Chinese medicine that clears heat and reduces fire seems to have the opposite effect.
…
At one o'clock in the morning, Feng Yan guiltily kissed his wife's flushed face, glanced at the messy bed, carefully wrapped her in a blanket, and took her to the next room.
It's a bit like trying to compete with someone.
What he really couldn't overcome was that his wife looked at him with those tender and affectionate eyes, as if her eyes only had room for him, and she also encouraged him continuously.
As if what he did was such a great thing, rather than bullying his wife to tears.
My wife’s voice with a crying tone is also very nice.
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