There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 294. The twenty-seventh dragon scale (3)

The twenty-seventh dragon scale (3)

What girl doesn't want to be hugged by the princess she likes? He looked at her so tenderly that she felt that she was the happiest person in the world. But when he said "go home", Feng Yabai became stiff again. To be honest, she was much more comfortable in the hospital smelling the disinfectant than at home. As long as she thought of seeing her mother-in-law's mean, authoritarian, and unreasonable face when she went back, Feng Yabai felt heavy.

In the past few years living with Mother Wen, she has never felt happy.

Even if at the beginning, the love and affection of staying with the loved one for a long time disappeared under the torture of Wen's mother, Feng Yabai even felt that if he continued to live such a life, he would die.

Really.

She can't take it anymore, she's tired of being criticized and ridiculed no matter what she does, and she's fed up with being pushed down from a high place, what she wants is a warm and simple At home, the presence of Mother Kewen is obviously very dangerous. She has a very good relationship with Wen Ju's husband and wife, and even now Feng Yabai still loves him, but so what? As long as Mother Wen lives for one day, she will not be able to live a good life.

So after losing this long-awaited child, the long pain is worse than the short one. Feng Yabai wanted to get a divorce, but now she is held in her husband's arms, as if she is his baby, and she feels soft-hearted.

Actually, the nurse station provides wheelchairs for patients who are temporarily inconvenient, but Linglong took Feng Yabai into the elevator. There were many people in the elevator, both men, women and children. On her body, she was full of envy, curious blessings, full of smiles... The kindness that strangers could give, Feng Yabai had never felt in Mother Wen.

She thought, just go back when she goes back. After she goes back, she makes it clear to her husband that she does not intend to continue this hopeless marriage. She does not know what her life will be like, and she has no future at all.

She was put into the car by Linglong, Feng Yabai was a little surprised: "This car..."

They have a car, but it is an ordinary domestic car of more than 100,000 yuan, and the performance is average, but now Feng Yabai is riding in this car, even if she doesn't know the market, she can recognize the Peugeot. 10,000 jump!

"I'll tell you when I get home."

Feng Yabai didn't ask any more questions. She is not in the mood now. Abortion hurts women too much, but a good car is a good car. In the atmosphere, Feng Yabai's eyelids became heavier and heavier... and finally fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, only a soft lamp was lit in the room. Feng Yabai rubbed her eyes and confirmed that she had never been in this unfamiliar environment. Where is this? She sat up carefully from the bed and surveyed the room.

The room is very big. Under her is a large soft bed and a four-piece gray cotton suit. The room is very simple and has almost nothing except basic furniture, so Feng Yabai saw it at a glance. The dressing table of the house - it is full of various bottles and cans, Feng Yabai, who has good eyesight, has seen several brands that he is usually reluctant to buy.

Both of them are ordinary civil servants, and they have to be managed by Wen's mother for a salary of several thousand yuan a month. They have almost no savings. Feng Yabai usually uses very cheap domestic products, but she went to school. At that time, she was a girl who loved beauty very much. She fell in love with Wen Ju before she began to wash her hands and make soup, and she developed in the direction of a good family woman.

What girl doesn't want to live like a princess?

She just fell in love with someone, so she was willing to comb her beautiful long hair, take off her gorgeous skirt, and she was willing to suffer no matter how much.

Feng Yabai is a little confused, she doesn't know Wen Ju today, whether it's his clothes, the car he drives, or even the bed she's lying on... it feels so expensive and luxurious!

While she was in a daze, the bedroom door was opened and Linglong walked in.

He changed his clothes again.

When I went to pick her up from the hospital, she was wearing a designer suit, buttoned meticulously, but now she has changed into a simple smoky gray pullover sweater and black cotton trousers, looking very homey, especially his hair , because he doesn't use hairspray without going to work, so the bangs are a bit messy, but it is this mess that makes him look charming and dangerous.

Feng Yabai was stunned. In her mind, Wen Ju was probably the one who didn't pay attention to the image the most. When she got up, she was like this... Her face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't even dare to look directly at those deep black eyes.

Linglong walked to the bedside: "Awake?"

Accompanied by the gentle voice, he placed a thin kiss on Feng Yabai's cheek. It was as soft as a feather, but it had a treasure that could not be ignored. Feng Yabai pursed her lips: "Where is this?"

"Of course it's our home."

"But..."

"Do you think I'll take you to the old house?" Linglong asked, then picked her up and carried her all the way to the bathroom, "Go to the bathroom first."

Feng Yabai was a little embarrassed, how did he know that she wanted to go to the toilet... But the wound below still hurts a little, and it was torture to go to the toilet. Linglong put her on the toilet and leaned against the door, not intending to leave. Feng Yabai held back and asked, "Aren't you going out?"

How dare she lift up her skirt if he doesn't go out! Having said that, when he brought her home, he was clearly wearing a striped hospital gown, but now he has changed into a soft nightdress.

Linglong asked: "Don't you need help?"

Where does this kind of thing need help! Even if it hurts, it's over! Feng Yabai's pale face flushed slightly: "Get out!"

Linglong chuckled, turned smartly, and took it to the door. Feng Yabai was convinced that he really went out, so he slowly sat down on the toilet, throbbing in pain, and finally solved the physiological problem. She subconsciously covered Fat times: "What are you doing!"

"Okay?" Linglong walked in naturally, hugged her from behind and walked to the washstand, squeezed strawberry-flavored hand sanitizer, held her hands to wet her hands, and took a brand new wash. She wiped her face with the towel she had passed, and moved gently and carefully, but Feng Yabai knew that he was definitely not very good-looking now, sloppy and pale, maybe he had just woken up with eye mucus, but he didn't dislike it at all.

The little hand that belongs to a woman in the palm of the hand is not very tender, because Feng Yabai has to do housework every day in addition to going home from work, and accepts the unreasonable difficulties one after another from Mother Wen. Although her husband was always on her side, she didn't want to bother him, and most of the time she could bear it, and she seldom told Wen Ju.

Linglong thought to herself, he has to take good care of her, no matter whether he is a man or a woman, he has to love beauty.

He didn't plan to let Feng Yabai walk by himself. After drying his hands, he took the person out, put him in front of the dressing table, and wiped Feng Yabai's face with ease. His movements are very gentle and skilled, after all, he was very familiar with these things when he transformed into a human woman.

Feng Yabai was completely stunned.

Seriously, if it wasn't for her being more sensible, she really thought her husband was being pierced by a human soul. "Husband...you, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you like it?"

Of course Feng Yabai likes it, there is no woman who doesn't like today's Wen Ju! But it's one thing to like him. His personality changed suddenly, and she was always worried about whether he was going to do something stupid.

She could see it without saying anything, so she smiled, "If you like it, let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Feng Yabai felt that in his eyes, he was probably a little baby without arms and legs, and he had to be held by an adult wherever he went. When she got out of the bedroom, she opened her small mouth and widened her eyes uncontrollably. The bedroom already made her feel amazing, and she didn't expect other places to be bigger! More luxurious!

It's just that the decoration is too cold and dark.

The kitchen is semi-open with a long dining table attached. At this moment, there are steaming meals on the table. Three meat and one vegetarian food are all Feng Yabai's favorites, but she just had an operation and needs to avoid food, so they are very light. . When Linglong was a woman, she was as lazy as she wanted to be. She didn't like to cook, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't know how to cook. Take a step back and say, even if she really doesn't, he is so smart that he can learn anything he wants. , and made it tastier than Chef.

He also made Feng Yabai a soup that nourishes qi and nourishes blood. Because of the loss of a child, her body has become a little worse. The doctor also said that her immunity will be greatly reduced, so she must take a good rest.

But if you go back to the house with Mother Wen, let alone recuperate, I'm afraid that if you don't just go back, you will be ordered by Mother Wen to do that again. Linglong didn't understand very much. Mother Wen was also a woman, so how could she be so harsh on her daughter-in-law, who was also a woman?

Feng Yabai took a sip of the soup at Linglong's urging. She didn't know if it was warm in her stomach or her heart. She lowered her head, tears dripped into the soup, and then she was pinched by her chin and raised her head, Linglong asked: " What are you crying for?"

She sniffed, "Am I crying ugly?"

Linglong said honestly: "It's pretty ugly."

Feng Yabai is desperate.

"But it's cute."

She opened her watery eyes like a deer again, Linglong finally showed a big smile at this moment, and Feng Yabai's heart was pounding. She murmured, "Don't talk nonsense..."

"Why are you talking nonsense, it's really cute." Linglong picked up the spoon, "Do you eat it yourself, or does your husband feed it?"

Of course you eat it yourself! Feng Yabai grabbed the spoon back embarrassedly, and started to eat obediently. As she was eating, Linglong's cell phone rang. Out of the corner of her eye, Feng Yabai saw that the incoming call was an unfamiliar number, but she and Wen Ju have been married to the family for the past few years. I remember the number is well-known, and at a glance it can be seen that it belongs to Wen's mother.