Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Who said, as long as it's related to my family, I'll care..." Xia Shiyu shook her head and frowned.

"Well, when you wake up, I'll explain to you slowly!" Ji Kun smoothed her frown and comforted her in a funny way.

"Then don't run around, or I won't find you when I wake up!" Xia Shiyu couldn't help holding his wrist. She rarely put down her usual temperament of a big woman and became charming.

"Well, I promise you'll see me the first time you wake up!" Ji Kun sees her this appearance, the vision also more and more gentle, nods to smile to say.

Seeing her, he soon closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Ji Kun carefully put her hand back into the brocade quilt and quietly looked at her sleeping face for a while. Then he quietly got up and helped her close the door.

Ji Kun looks at the clock on the wall, estimates that he can come back after she wakes up, and immediately goes out with the car key.

As the night deepened, he took a bath in the bathroom on the seventh day of summer. Before he could wait for Feng Xun, he came up to doze. He could not help but close his eyes in the bathtub and began to doze.

When Feng Xun finished his work and opened the door of the bathroom, he saw that the mist was steaming. His little girl fell asleep when she took a bath again. He quickly went to the bathtub and put out his hand to test the water temperature. Seeing that the water temperature had not cooled down completely, he was relieved.

At the beginning of summer, I was sleeping soundly. Suddenly, a very comfortable feeling came from my limbs. It seemed that I could smell the familiar breath. I slowly opened my eyes and had a look. Sure enough, I saw Feng Xun rubbing his shoulder for me and murmured: "how did you come here..."

"Little girl, if I didn't come in, you would fall asleep in the bath and catch a cold again!" Feng Xun shook his head and said in a funny way, "are you tired of those things in the daytime?"

"Maybe..." at the beginning of the summer, he answered with a low voice, looked back at Feng Xun, stretched his waist, and sighed with a low sigh: "but just now I was pressed by your skillful hand, it's really much more comfortable!"

"Don't forget, your husband used to be a professional doctor of traditional Chinese medicine!" Feng Xun gave a low smile. Seeing that the fatigue on her face seemed to have dissipated a lot, he quickly picked up the towel and handed it to her, saying, "OK, get up and take a hot bath again, so as not to catch cold!"

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock, got up from the bathtub, went to the shower room, turned on the tap and took a hot bath. Through the transparent glass, she watched Feng Xun also start to take a bath. She couldn't help laughing and joking: "Feng Xun, do you want me to press it for you?"

"Little girl, are you sure you want to help me?" Feng Xun asked in a funny way.

"Of course, don't look down on me!" At the beginning of the summer, he nodded happily, took a hot bath and wrapped himself in a bath towel. Then he went to the bathtub and began to help him press his shoulders seriously and constantly asked for his opinions.

"Well, my technique is not bad, is it?" See him whole person relax to go down, let her help him press down, the beginning of summer seven unavoidably smile to ask a way.

"Not bad, but it takes a little more strength!" Feng Xun answered with a smile. On the seventh day of the summer, he quickly increased his strength.

"By the way, Feng Xun, didn't we promise to help Darren arrange TCM treatment for his injured wrist?" At the beginning of summer seven, while pressing his shoulder for him, he was discussing the technique of traditional Chinese medicine. Suddenly he thought of it and said to Feng Xun.

"Yes, I remember it..." Feng Xun nodded slightly and replied with a smile.

"If the doctor of traditional Chinese medicine is free, you can contact him to see if you can let him go to treat Darren with acupuncture and moxibustion in person..." on the seventh day of the summer, after a pause, he said: "the old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine you know must be trustworthy, and I believe he will not reveal Darren's whereabouts!"

"Well, I'll speed it up!" Feng Xun nodded and said in a low voice: "when I contacted ah Kun just now, I also talked about Darren, which confirmed that Darren, who we arranged for temporary concealment, is absolutely a real artist and has not been switched, and the people we sent have seen him painting with one hand!"

"It's so powerful..." the seventh day of Xia Dynasty was surprised to see that Darren was a pity. He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "I thought he had given up his artistic talent. I didn't expect that he could paint with one hand. No wonder he was so young and famous at the beginning!"

"Yes, so his artistic talent can't be imitated!" Feng Xun said with a smile.

"So the one that threatened your mother, Mrs. Woodson, from the mantenings must be fake!" The seventh member of Xiachu shrugged his shoulders and said in a funny way: "it's also funny for the mantenin family to make a fake Darren to make your mother give up suing the kidnapper. What good can they get by taking so much trouble..."

"If they have a facelift to look like Darren, it's impossible for them to be so similar in a short time. What's more, the kidnapping happened just before. They can't make a person like Darren in such a short time after it happened!"

Feng Xun frowned slightly and said thoughtfully.

"Yes, that's what I don't understand. It took a long time to build the double Alice you made for me before."

Early summer seven shrugged, really don't understand, that fake Darren in the end is how to return a responsibility!

"Or this matter, we need to ask the real Darren..." Feng Xun murmured.

"Do you think he will know?" The seventh day of the summer asked in bewilderment.

"Only by asking him can we know if it has anything to do with him!" Feng Xun thought about it and said in a deep voice, "I'll leave it to my mother. He has always been patient with my mother, so let my mother talk about it!"

"Well, maybe Darren is wary of us, but he won't be wary of your mother. Let your mother have a try. Maybe you can find some clues from Darren!"

The seventh day of the summer nodded approvingly, then picked up a towel to help him wipe his back, and asked with a smile, "how about it? Do you need me to continue pressing it for you?"

"No, little girl, go to have a rest first, and I'll get up after a while!" Feng Xun shakes his head with a smile, pats the back of her hand, and advises in a soft voice.

"Well, you soak first, I'll go out!" On the seventh day of the summer, he got up, put on his bathrobe again, and walked out of the bathroom.

When she dried her hair and leaned on the head of the bed with her mobile phone, she didn't want to continue to read netizens' messages, but she still couldn't help opening the web page and looking at them.

The netizens who supported them always supported them and helped them fight against those who maliciously abused them. On the seventh day of the summer, when they read along the netizens' messages, they could not help laughing when they saw a netizen whose nickname was black. One by one, the netizen responded to those abusive messages.