After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 606 Kissing the Wound

"late night,"

Fu Tingchen felt Shiwan's heartache as if he felt it, and his heart throbbed slightly. His eyes were full of depression and tenderness.

"I acted with discretion. These wounds look terrifying, but they are actually not deep."

He reached out to wipe away the tears from his wife's face, coaxing softly.

"Don't cry, okay?"

To him, Wanwan's tears are no less than the most powerful killer.

"A Chen,"

Shi Wan's red eyes looked at Fu Tingchen, and the tears couldn't be stopped like broken pearls.

"I'm a doctor, you can't hide from me whether the injury is serious, just tell me,"

She looked intently at the wound with soft gaze, and questioning tone in her gentle voice.

"Did these two wounds be scratched when I was unconscious?"

In the whole capital, Shiwan is the only one who can talk to Fu Tingchen like this.

Of course, Fu Tingchen would be willing only in front of her.

Fu Tingchen looked at Shi Wan's tears, and the pain in his heart became more and more intense.

This pain is both physical and psychological.

Shiwan saw that Fu Tingchen didn't answer, she looked into his eyes, his dark pupils were filled with his figure and slowly repeated her words.

"Achen, tell me."

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen sighed slightly in his heart, and responded lightly.

"I thought at the time that Wan Wan loved me the most. Knowing that I was injured, I would definitely be reluctant to continue in a coma,"

His bony fingers gently wiped Shi Wan's delicate cheeks full of tears, and his eyes hooked his lips tenderly.

"I woke up every night, so it's very useful, isn't it?"

"You're just talking nonsense,"

Shi Wan's heart seemed to be soaked in water, she was indescribably sore and uncomfortable, and immediately glared at Fu Tingchen and cried.

"This will not be allowed next time."

Fu Tingchen looked at Shi Wan and curled his lips, his eyes were as warm as a deep pool.

"Didn't Wanwan say that there will be no next time?"

He is indeed talking nonsense.

What he thought at the time was that if he couldn't wake up at night, he would prick deeper.

Whether it is pain or death, he will accompany her.

Before that, he needed extreme pain to wake himself up.

Of course, he wasn't going to tell Wan Wan about this.

When Shi Wan looked at Fu Tingchen's dark eyes full of paranoid love, he knew it in his heart.

There are many things that Achen doesn't say, but she also knows.

Because, so is she.

Looking at the three hideous wounds, Shi Wan leaned over and kissed them without thinking.

Fu Tingchen didn't expect his wife to do this, and his breathing stagnated slightly.

The soft and delicate touch caused his deep and focused black eyes to congeal instantly, and something seemed to overflow from the depths of his eyes.

"Night night—"

His eyes were soft and soft, and his deep voice was indescribably hoarse and tense.

Somewhere, the same.

Shi Wan ignored it and continued to kiss Fu Tingchen's wound very gently.

Bit by bit, extremely detailed.

As if wanting to feel his pain and heart at that time.

Fu Tingchen's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the heat in his long and narrow black eyes condensed into a bottomless vortex, which almost swallowed Shi Wan.

"late night,"

He simply reached out and hugged Shi Wan from his waist and abdomen, staring at her closely with dark eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"If you continue like this, my wound won't hurt, but other places will hurt."

other places?

Shi Wan's expression paused for a moment, and he reacted in the next moment, glaring at his husband with feigned anger.

She was so distressed that he still wanted to tease her.

"Do not believe,"

Fu Tingchen grabbed Shi Wan's hand and slowly reached for it.