"Wei Zhenhui? Brother Hui? Baby?" Su Mian seemed to have seen Wei Zhenhui's eyelids move just now, and she quickly put the medicine bottle aside in excitement.
Her small hands held his big hand tightly, and she could feel the thin callus on the outside of his palm.
She rubbed it with her fingertips, and it was rough and hard.
She had one too, just thinner than his.
Wei Zhenhui's injuries were all skin injuries, and since he trained all year round, it was normal for him to wake up quickly.
The man slowly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at her confusedly, as if he was thinking about who I was, where did I come from, and where am I going
"We found you under the cellar. You were covered with skin wounds. You have now returned to the station." Su Mian spoke quickly, and her words were a little incoherent because of her excitement.
Seeing Wei Zhenhui hanging in the cellar, Su Mian's heartbeat stopped.
Now seeing him lying in front of her alive, Su Mian was really afraid that she was dreaming.
Thinking this way, he held Wei Zhenhui's hand tighter.
"Daughter-in-law." Wei Zhenhui called softly. Thinking of his wife's hands touching his body just now, Wei Zhenhui's voice was hoarse.
He hasn't touched his wife for a month, okay
"Yes, I'm here." Su Mian sniffed and leaned towards him again, for fear of not being able to hear what he said.
Under the light, the look of his wife's nervous concern for him made Wei Zhenhui's heart tremble.
Thousands of twists and turns in my heart turned into tenderness around my daughter-in-law.
"I want to drink water." I drank a little too much wine. Even though I brushed my teeth and rinsed my mouth, I still felt the taste.
"I'll pour it for you."
Su Mian turned around to get it. The water had already cooled down and was placed on the small table next to it.
Su Mian took it over, blew on it, and tasted it again. "It's not hot anymore. I'll feed it to you."
Su Mian held the enamel jar and sat on the edge of the bed, trying to help Wei Zhenhui up, but someone snatched the enamel jar away, pulled him directly to the bed, and turned him over to hold him down.
Su Mian exclaimed.
"Daughter-in-law, seduce me!" Someone finally came up with an excuse.
"Where am I?" Su Mian was confused. The style of painting changed too quickly, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.
"Aren't you going to feed me? Huh?" The man's dark eyes were as bright as stars, which made Su Mian's mind wander.
Then there was a sea of kisses. Su Mian felt that she was really drunk. She actually smelled the aroma of wine in Wei Zhenhui's mouth, which was still very strong wine.
Wei Zhenhui's kiss was domineering and intense, even punishing.
The fire that his wife had lit on him just now seemed to have added new fuel, instantly burning Su Mian to the point where her face turned red and her heart beat.
"Your injury..." Su Mian put her hands feebly between the two of them, her tone more like an invitation.
Wei Zhenhui smiled sullenly, freed up a big hand to grab his wife's two small hands, and pushed them as high as possible, making her face him in a pious posture of sacrifice.
The soft fragrance was lingering under her body, but Wei Zhenhui was not in a hurry, licking and nibbling bit by bit until the woman's entire body seemed to be covered with rouge.
So beautiful.
Su Mian let out a helpless gasp, but the man still didn't make any further moves, and just looked at her condescendingly.
Su Mian groaned for a long time, but when she saw that the man still didn't move, she suddenly opened her eyes and straightened her upper body, "Is the injury too serious... No..."
This sentence completely pissed someone off.
Wei Zhenhui's eyes darkened again and again, "Daughter-in-law, do you think your man is not good enough?"
After Su Mian said this, she regretted it. Of course he knew that a man would hate to hear a woman tell him he was not good enough.
"No, it's not that you can't do it. I'm afraid that your wound will tear..."