The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 6

Therefore, no matter whether he is drunk, mentally ill or possessed by ghosts, I will not abandon him!

In the evening, Fanyin went to cook, and he didn't need me to do anything, so I ran to hug him and harass him: "My husband!"

"Yeah." He followed me while chopping vegetables.

"Actually, you are no longer a virgin." I don't think he was with me that time either, maybe he was drunk too?I don't want to think about it.

He shook his hand and turned his head hastily to explain: "My wife, trust me! She really didn't touch me!"

"But I touched it." I was so ashamed, I lowered my hand until I touched him: "You drank too much, and you gave him a er-er before you ran out."

He looks at me suspiciously.

"Really." I pinched him: "You were so drunk at the time, people kept saying no, but you didn't listen, you looked so crazy and domineering."

He pouted and said nothing.

"Husband?" I was a little uneasy: "Are you unhappy?"

"Hmm!" He frowned, "I didn't even feel it!"

I hurriedly said, "Then try again when you have time?"

"Yeah!" He seemed to be taking it easy.

We ate Kung Pao Chicken today, which is Fanyin's favorite dish because it is sweet, and he likes peanuts.

As I ate, I asked, "How does it feel when you're drunk?"

He didn't seem to like to mention this, and he was reluctant, but he still answered me: "I don't feel it, I suddenly feel very sleepy, and then I will sleep for a long time. I will always dream, but after waking up, I forget the content of the dream... "He showed a little grievance on his face: "My father said it was like sleepwalking, and he would run around."

Although he bullied me to the point of being hurt all over when he went crazy, I don't think his expression is lying now, and I couldn't help but feel warm: "I'm sorry... I really won't let you drink in the future. I know I was wrong."

He looked at me miserably and didn't speak.

I hurriedly opened my arms: "Come here and let me hug you."

He came over and put his arms around my head clumsily.

I rubbed my head against him hard, and his cheeks immediately turned red.I took the opportunity to ask: "Have you told your father about our marriage?"

He showed a perplexed face: "No..." He immediately said: "I asked my father if he wanted to see you, but he was still very determined."

"Okay, then you remember to tell him more good things about me."

"Well, you are fine." He pouted his red mouth: "Honey, why don't you kiss me."

I cupped his face and kissed him hard.He laughed and hugged me again.

It started to rain outside the window at night, and Fanyin and I snuggled up on the old sofa at home to watch TV dramas.He peeled pistachios for me, and I stuffed grapes into his mouth, while unbuttoning his clothes and pinching his little heart.I watched his reaction quietly, but he was always so sweet and shy, which made me feel that everything that day was like a dream.

I decided to try and overwhelmed him.After the last training, he already understood what I was going to do. He was not as nervous as last time, but I still needed to take the initiative.

When the dry tea was on fire, sirens suddenly sounded on the TV.I turned my head and saw the news was being broadcast on TV.The background of the show is a charred car, and the police and fire department are constantly busy.The news anchor held a microphone and hurriedly reported the news of a car bombing.

Compared with the car explosion, I still pay more attention to the beautiful man in front of me.

But when she lowered her head, she suddenly found that Fanyin was staring at the TV screen with her face sideways.

His cold and focused eyes instantly reminded me of him who was holding my hair not long ago.

(End of this chapter)