"Okay." Wang Wanzhi reached out and gently wiped Xie Fu's lips with her fingers. She had forgotten to think about it. She would do whatever Xie Fu asked her to do.
As she was wiping it, she suddenly realized that Fu Xie was looking at her and said softly: "Does it still hurt?"
"No..." Xie Fu said, grabbing his throat, but nodded, and then moved his lips slightly, "It hurts my mouth..."
Wang Wanzhi immediately realized the meaning of the words "Tian Nian Zui". She also saw through Xie Fu's little boy-like cunning, but she did not expose it.
Xie Fu is a resolute man, and the bloody scene he saw today is the best proof that he is not an aggrieved little boy who cries loudly after suffering a little pain.
On the contrary, he is a man who bleeds but does not shed tears, so that his plea and cunning at this moment seem so valuable.
"Close your eyes." Wang Wanzhi smiled slightly, like a gentle sister, but also like a considerate little girl who was willing to satisfy the boy's bad thoughts.
Xie Fu closed his eyes.
"No peeking."
The soft voice reached Xie Fu's ears, and he felt so sweet and addictive that his heart was beating fast. He was already a husband, but at this moment he was back to the shy young man.
He felt Wang Wanzhi's orchid-like breath, and she seemed to be getting closer.
This smell smells so good, it's intoxicating.
Wang Wanzhi looked at Xie Fu's bruised and swollen face. This face was no longer handsome at the moment, but it could still make him feel like he was looking at his man, the kind of love that blossomed from the heart.
The injury made her feel so distressed as if she were looking at her own child.
No matter what kind of emotion, only the man in front of you can only give you.
She couldn't help but stretched out her fingers and lightly traced Xie Fu's face, so gently that she didn't even touch her fingertips, but only the white and crystal-white nail tips.
Xie Fu's face felt tender and itchy, he took a breath and said, "Wanzhi."
"Call me Sister Wan."
Wang Wanzhi's playfulness at this time was probably to put herself in a dominant position so that she could continue.
She is also a woman, and it is her first love.
Only if she is Wang Wushuang, Mr. Wang who understands everything and is calm and composed, can she be able to control him.
As long as she shows a hint of shyness, she will immediately be defeated when facing Xie Fu. Wang Wanzhi must admit that he is the only man who can disintegrate herself from the inside.
He is very obedient now. If the relationship between a man and a woman has not reached the point of serious love, she is willing to play the role of a gentle sister and love him well.
"Call."
Xie Fu heard her tone, as if she wouldn't kiss her unless she yelled.
"Sister Wan."
"Do you want Sister Wan to love you?"
Xie Fu's honesty and obedience allowed Wang Wanzhi to enter a certain role, a comfortable and natural role without any embarrassment and awkwardness, everything was so logical.
"I think..." Xie Fu's voice was a little hoarse.
"It was too quiet, I didn't hear it."
"Think!" Xie Fu shouted.
"Be good." Wang Wanzhi gently combed Xie Fu's hair with her fingers. She had never done this to a man. Even when facing Xie Fu, the man she was closest to in her life, it was at this moment when he closed his eyes.
"Fu." Wang Wanzhi called softly and tenderly from the bottom of her heart, "So pitiful, it makes me feel so sad."
"Uh..." Xie Fu only had a soft nasal voice.
Wang Wanzhi saw beads of sweat forming on his trembling eyebrows and smiled softly: "Are you nervous?"
Xie Fu's heart trembled. He couldn't deny that he hadn't felt this way for a long time. After experiencing life and death, seeing more of the world and gaining more knowledge, people gradually became calmer and lost many exciting things.
I still remember that when my grandfather punished me, I always felt uneasy and nervous inside.
The more I fight, the more numb I get used to it.
At this moment, he actually liked the tension pulsing in his heart, and he hated his own calmness.
Being nervous means that you are still alive and have many things that you care about and love.
If you feel nervous, it means that hot blood is flowing in your body.
Maybe Xie Fu was tired today and didn't want to hide it anymore. He nodded and admitted his nervousness, "Sister Wan."
Wang Wanzhi said with a smile: "You only get nervous when you have bad thoughts. What bad things are you thinking about?"
She dotingly put her fingers into his hair and combed it gently.
This made Xie Fu feel her fingers clearly touching his scalp.
For a person who has never felt maternal love since childhood, this tender love and kindness are enough to shock Xie Fu's heart.
The strange thing is that Xie Fu actually overcame his evil thoughts at this moment, "I'm in so much pain today, I want you to hurt me."
Xie Fu peeled off his weak side in front of Wang Wanzhi, allowing Wang Wanzhi to see his grievances, which suddenly broke her heart and stirred up tenderness and sweetness.
"No peeking."
A soft voice came, and his breath was like orchid, and Xie Fu felt a piece of cherry blossom floating gently on his mouth.
Bit by bit, there is a bit of cuteness in the clumsiness.
If humans hadn't given this special meaning, Wang Wanzhi would have seemed to be soothing Xie Fu's wounds and grievances.
She is as serious and dedicated as painting and writing, but she is not as skilled as painting and writing.
If everything comes to an end, this must be the purest kiss.
Xie Fu has been looking forward to this kind of intimacy almost day and night. It is a kind of blurred and smooth feeling of spiritual connection.
It pulled his heart back from the withered cliff and made him so excited that he wanted to hold her in his arms and listen to her heartbeat.
Xie Fu is as fierce as a tiger.
Wang Wanzhi was embraced by him without warning. She felt his enthusiasm, which was like fire, and she became like fire too.
She felt his heartbeat, felt his desire, and felt how much he loved her.
Wang Wanzhi was wrapped in happiness and joy. If this moment could last forever, she would be willing to die immediately.
"Cici, I miss you so much!"
"Cici, I love you so much!"
Xie Fu's voice penetrated Wang Wanzhi's eardrums like a biting cold wind, freezing Wang Wanzhi's mind into a vast expanse of white snow.
Immediately afterwards, her heart was frozen into ice, cold to the bone.
Every word he said cut through her heart like a knife. Wang Wanzhi felt that her heart ached so much. She had never been in such pain. Even every breath was painful. Even when the disease was at its worst, it was not so uncomfortable.
Pass.
She thought she had gained everything, but lost everything in an instant, from heaven to hell. She wanted to die, just die like this, without any reason to continue living.
She became a soulless body, allowing Xie Fu to do whatever he wanted.
Xie Fu opened his eyes, saw Wang Wanzhi's face, and stopped immediately in shock.
In front of him is a face that is so dull that it shows no emotion, but this face is full of tears, and the tears that keep pouring out of the eyes are like the passing of life.
