My uncle, take it easy

Four eyes opposite, Zeng Quan's hand is too hard, she is too painful, force to shake him.

envy? Is he jealous?

Zeng Quan released his hand a little blankly. He watched his wife open the door and go in. He watched the door close in front of his eyes.

He, jealous of other men to her good? Ye Li? The Yeli?

Joke, he, how can he envy that kind of frivolous, pedantic man? Joke, joke!

He would never be jealous, never, never!

However, if not jealous, how does the wine in the glass flow through his throat cup after cup? If not jealous, his heart, how can, so, a trace of pain?

Fall on the bed, he will always be alone, why?

Why is he still alone when he gets married and has a wife? No matter what happens, is he alone? No, no!

Locked the door, Fang Xiyou stood with his back against the door for a long time, but his heart was still beating.

Just now, how could she quarrel with him? How could she argue? How could she——

It's strange. Strange. What's the matter with her?

Is it stimulated by something? Or is there something wrong with her body?

Yes, it must be, it must be something wrong with her body, for example, endocrine disorders, endocrine disorders will make people lose control of emotions, or the growth of tumor in her brain, the growth of tumor will make neural regulation problems.

No, no, she can't. She's going to the hospital to have a physical examination tomorrow. It must be something wrong with her body that she will say those words to Zeng Quan and become not herself.

After such a quarrel with Zeng Quan, she was sweating a lot. I'd better take a shower!

Soon took a shower, she wanted to go downstairs to get something to drink, but, after thinking about it, she didn't go down.

Is he still here?

He was so angry just now. Could he have left?

Even if she opened the curtains, she couldn't see the garage. She had been taking a bath just now. How could she know?

Forget it. If he wants to go, just go!

Gone, pure!

Footsteps, silent to the first floor, this home, really good clean, clean as if even she does not exist, as if even her breathing sound has echoes.

Is this home?

He took a glass of milk from the refrigerator of the restaurant on the first floor, and Fang Xiyou went upstairs.

However, before she got to her bedroom, a door opened in the front right.

what? He's still there?

He was still there, and she watched him come out, head down.

I don't know what to say. It was a fight just now. After the fight, you don't have to pay attention to it, do you?

Isn't that the way couples fight? Do you ignore each other after the quarrel?

Well, just ignore it.

With that in mind, she passed him with the milk.

"How can you walk barefoot on such a cold day?" His voice went through her ears and she stopped.

Although there is heating at home, the heating temperature is always very suitable for 25 degrees, but the marble floor on the first floor is very cold, and she does feel cold.

"It's OK. It's OK." She said.

"Women's feet can't be frozen. Pay attention later." With that, he walked slowly behind her.

Her heart, a stabbing pain, along with her eyes.

When he looked back, he was farther and farther away from her.

What did he do?

She wanted to ask him, but when she turned around and took a step, she stopped.

No, no, he doesn't like you. Why do you care about him so much? He doesn't need it at all.

Turning around, barefoot stepping on the Turkish handmade carpet, so soft, but every step, like a dance on the tip of a knife.

She knew that what hurt her was not her feet, but her heart.

That night, when she heard her parents quarrel over the dead woman, she ran out of the house and ran to his house and his side on the cold stone road in the alley. That night, he carefully disinfected her with iodine and cotton balls, and put band aids on her. That night, he said, "a girl's feet can't be frozen, or she will get sick." she laughed with tears and asked him, "how do you know?" he said, "my mother said it.".

"To you?" She asked.

"I told a Xuan." He said, looking at her again. "Where can I use her to say that? I'm a man

She suddenly laughed and looked at him with her head tilted.

He is so, so gentle, he is so dazzling under the light.

Even in these years, when she was sad and miserable for the past of him and Sufan, when she was waiting alone, the situation of that night always came to her mind. That night, the warmth, enough to warm her loneliness these years, enough to comfort her loneliness.

And now——

When the past reappeared, she sat on the bed with her head in her arms and cried.

What is this? What is it? Since you don't love her, let her go completely, then don't, don't make her feel uncomfortable, don't let her wander between hope and despair!

Tears, in her fingers out, into her heart.

She raised her foot, put it on the bedside and touched it with her hand. It's really ice!

If left, if separated from him, no one will say "feet don't ice" such words!

She had a bitter smile and tears still flowed down.

I don't know how long I've been sitting. It seems that there are no tears left. She stood up, opened the door and went out.

Is he still there? Ah Quan, is he still there?

He put his hand on the doorknob, but he couldn't move for a long time.

He must hate her very much, she quarrels with him, she divorces him, he must hate her very much!

But——

Bow, see is still his bare feet.

My heart hurt.

So she opened the door.

In the room, only a floor lamp at the head of the bed is on, shining on the small space at the head of the bed.

Even if it was only that small, she saw him lying there, lying on the bed, motionless.

She went over and there was no sound on the carpet.

Standing beside the bed, I saw him lying there with frowning brows. There was an empty bottle of XO and a cup on the bedside table.

He had a drink.

Besides, he's drunk.

A Quan——

She cried in her heart, raising her hand to his forehead.

How hot!

Did he catch a cold? Do you have a fever?

She quickly put her hand into his collar and chest. Sure enough, his body was very hot.

"Ah Quan, ah Quan?" She called him.

He pushed her hand away and turned over.

"Xiyou, stop it!" He said.

How can she rest assured? He has a fever. It's so hot.

This guy, what's going on? Why don't you know how to cherish yourself?

She thought so, but she couldn't leave him alone.

Quickly ran out to find the medicine box, found the antipyretic.

"Ah Quan, ah Quan, come on, take some medicine. Take some medicine. You have a fever." She said.

"Don't make any noise, Xiyou. I want to sleep." He said, pushing her hand away, though he didn't exert much, because there was no strength to use.

What should I do? Why is this guy so stubborn?

Then he reached out and touched his forehead. It was really hot.

No, let's cool down!

There was no alcohol at home. She ran to the bar on the first floor, took a bottle of XO from the wine rack, and ran upstairs with the gauze in the medicine box.

He opened his clothes, poured the wine on the gauze and began to wipe it for him.

However, there was too little gauze, so she ran into the bathroom to get a towel.

He kept shaking his head and turning over, looking miserable.

If the patient doesn't cooperate like this, it will be more difficult for her to deal with it. He is tall and she is weak.

"Ah Quan, ah Quan, it's OK. It'll be fine soon, ah Quan --" she said.

He opened his eyes as if he had looked at her, laughed at her, shook his head and said, "OK, I'm ok. I just want to sleep. Sleep."

She just untied his coat and showed his chest. It doesn't matter if she rubs it like this! What's more, alcohol can't be rubbed more, especially when he is drunk. What if his skin absorbs excessive alcohol and makes him poisoned?

Walking around on the ground, she didn't know what to do.

No, keep wiping. Take off your pants——

She thought so, and quickly went to take it off for him, but when her hand touched a hard one, she was suddenly stunned.

They are husband and wife, and also have married life, although not very often, but that thing, to her stimulation, or——

She is like a girl who meets the opposite sex for the first time. Her heart is beating wildly. Her face is red and her ears are hot. It's really beautiful——

It's not good, she knows, but, but, she——

He's drunk, he's asleep, he won't know when he wakes up, so it doesn't matter!

Unable to resist the temptation of Fang Xiyou, he took off his nightgown and got into his arms.

Her body was cold. When he met him, he suddenly let out a satisfied light EEE and hugged her more closely.

Fang Xiyou's heart trembled. She was afraid and longed for it.

She is not cold, she also wants to enjoy the feeling of being owned by him, also want to be one with him, also want to love him——

Gu Xigang just told her in the wine cellar that sometimes he has to take the initiative. A man can't resist a woman's initiative invitation. As long as she takes the initiative, he won't and has no strength to refuse her.

So, is she going to try? When he is sober, he won't do it with her. He doesn't love her. He doesn't want to be with her now. How can he do it with her? Now he has a fever. His body is so hot that he needs to sweat to lower his temperature. Then, doing that kind of thing can have such an effect. When doing psychological construction for herself, Fang Xiyou feels that his hand begins to swim on her body, sometimes heavy and sometimes light. She closed her eyes and kissed him. Ah Quan, ah Quan, I love you, I love you! Between the entanglement of lips and tongue, the fragrance of alcohol is going back and forth between each other's taste buds. He is drunk, and now she is drunk. You can search Baidu for the latest chapter of "Uncle chatting about jiutao novels (9txs. ORG)"! This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.