Wife is Not Divorced

"pain."

She lowered her head, her voice was so small and soft, it sounded very pitiful: "It hurts a little bit."

Just a little pain.

real.

"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?" Tang Li leaned over and approached her a little, "Can I help you take a look?"

Chu Chisi nodded: "Well."

She lowered her head crampedly, her knuckles slowly clenching the sheet, feeling nervous and overwhelmed for no reason.

That person seemed to know everything. When he said "a little pain", when she put it in her mouth, it turned into "very pain" inexplicably - because it really hurts.

Even if she has experienced countless tortures, even if she is already numb to the pain, and even burying herself in the ashes, she will still feel the pain.

Tang Li got very close, carefully pulled his long black hair to the left, avoiding the bandage with his fingertips, and removed the broken hair little by little, revealing a small section of the thin white back of the neck.

The gauze wrapped the wound, and a little blood was oozing out, some of which had solidified into dark brown, and some were bright red.

Tang Li was silent, breathing a little harder.

She slowly disassembled the gauze, circle after circle, so earnestly and so carefully, as if her heart was also dismantled.

The wound was exposed to the air, and it was a little cold, and Chu Chisi couldn't help shivering.

Tang Li noticed such subtle movements.

"Wait a moment, I'll look for it." Tang Li packed up the gauze, looked around the room, and quickly pinpointed a pink dumpling that was kicked out of bed.

Every day I was held in my arms by Chi Si and slept, and on weekdays, I opened my eyes and smiled in a majestic manner. I didn't expect that you, a Kirby doll, would also be kicked out of bed one day!

Tang Li and the doll were so jealous that they were so jealous that they felt a sense of revenge.

As soon as she reached out her hand, she fished Kirby back, patted the dust on it, and stuffed it into Chu Chisi's arms: "Here it is."

Chu Chisi hugged the doll tightly, and half of her face was buried in the fluff, only revealing a pair of dark and penetrating eyes, looking at her cleanly.

Tang Li squeezed out a bean-sized ointment and slowly spread it on the back of her hand. The ointment was melted by her skin, exuding a faint herbal aroma.

"Chi...Chu Chi Si, bow your head a little."

Tang Li reminded: "The doctor said that this ointment may be a little tingling. If you feel too much pain, just tell me to stop."

Chu Chisi said, "It doesn't matter."

She lowered her head, her messy hair obscured her vision, closed her eyes, and bit her thin lips.

When the line of sight is blocked, in the gentle darkness that makes people fall, the touch from her fingertips is particularly strong.

Gently and slowly rubbing across the skin, tracing tiny circles, spreading the sticky ointment.

The tiny lines on her fingertips were imprinted on her soft skin, bringing with her the warmth and fragrance of her body.

The ointment is slightly cool, but the place it touches is hot.

It doesn't hurt at all.

But it was so itchy, so hot, that she couldn't bear it anymore.

The author says:

【small theater】

Tang Li: My wife's skin is so delicate and soft (thinking has drifted far away)

PS: Someone's lie is mixed with a few sincere words.

【Broken thoughts】

If you want to comment on QQ, I have such a despairing cold-judgment physique. I have followed Xiaochu all the way from Crazy Girl.

①: "Acacia" Wang Wei

Red beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches will be sent in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most Acacia.