Suppressing his doubts and incomprehensions, Wei Zhenhui's heart was troubled when he saw his wife crying so hard, "Daughter-in-law, don't cry. If you cry again, I will really go find someone else!"
Of course Su Mian knew that he was teasing her again, so she raised her fist and hit him on the chest, "How dare you!"
Ha, his wife is quite energetic. Wei Zhenhui took a breath of air.
Su Mian was shocked. She didn't use much strength just now, but Wei Zhenhui was obviously in real pain, and his eyebrows furrowed. In his previous life, he took out four bullets on the operating table without anesthesia, and he didn't frown at all.
"It hurts? It really hurts?" Su Mian looked up at him with a smile on her face, her eyes filled with tenderness that he had never seen before.
Wei Zhenhui didn't know why. His eyes darkened for a moment but he quickly recovered. Then he nodded, "It doesn't hurt. Wife, if you hit me a few more times, you'll be fine."
Su Mian didn't hesitate, raised her hand and pressed it.
Wei Zhenhui narrowed his eyes. No, his wife was serious. He just said it casually. How could he take it seriously
Then Su Mian used her fiery eyes. As she expected, Wei Zhenhui suffered another gunshot wound. This time, his position was not fatal.
"Are you injured?" Su Mian immediately unbuttoned his shirt after saying this, and Wei Zhenhui's body suddenly stiffened.
The wife quickly unbuttoned his shirt. In this posture, it felt like the couple was about to sleep...
Wei Zhenhui only wore a military uniform. He was in good physical condition. Others were still wearing woolen vests, so he had already taken them off.
"It's okay. I participated in a normal mission some time ago and it's much better." Wei Zhenhui lowered his head and watched Su Mian take out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, the same as the one given to him last time.
Is it weird that the mission that can injure Wei Zhenhui is an ordinary mission? Su Mian snorted coldly, and pressed hard with the finger that applied the medicine.
"Ah, wife, please be gentle..."
"Be gentle and remember, the scar will heal and you will forget the pain." Su Mian rolled her eyes fiercely, but the strength on her fingers was still weak after all.
The wound was not deep, it was caused by an ordinary pistol. Wei Zhenhui's body is in good health. Although he has been on a vegetarian diet for only a short time, new meat has grown inside.
Wei Zhenhui lowered his head, his whole body tense.
The wife's fingers were so beautiful, long, slender and snow-white, sliding slowly on his honey-colored chest. At first, he felt that the ointment was very comfortable, but after a while, he felt that the place where Su Mian had touched started to burst into flames, and then his whole chest seemed to be burning.
"Daughter-in-law, it's okay." Wei Zhenhui's Adam's apple rolled, and the words he spoke were completely inconsistent with his usual persona, and he was indescribably low and hoarse. He was afraid of being touched by his wife for a while, and he really couldn't control himself.
It seemed that he would have to double his training in the future, and he found that he had no composure in front of Su Mian.
Su Mian was completely unaware of someone's intention to make a move, so she still pressed her own finger, applied it carefully, and blew on it with her mouth from time to time, "How long do you plan to stay?"
Wei Zhenhui's attention was focused on Su Mian's fingers and those few mouthfuls of immortal energy. When she asked, he quickly calmed down and said, "As little as three or four days, as long as a week."
Su Mian nodded, said nothing, applied several more layers of ointment, then collected the ointment and placed it on his table.
Wei Zhenhui let out a long breath. If his wife kept applying it like this, he would have nothing to do and would have to eat her.
Su Mian helped Wei Zhenhui button up his clothes again. Wei Zhenhui felt that he had to marry Su Mian quickly. He could see if he could eat it or not. He was suffocating to death!