Wife is Not Divorced

However, what she wants is not an ethereal 0.003%, but a 100% that is unequivocal and without any mistakes.

You can only succeed, not fail.

This is not a math question with an answer, not a test paper with a certain error tolerance rate, not a game that can be repeated, nor a gambling game that can coexist with risks and opportunities.

She has no companions and lives on her own until now. She has too many burdens and too few chips in her hands, and she has no choice.

She couldn't afford to lose, and she couldn't afford to gamble.

Chu Chisi was silent for a moment, then slowly withdrew his hand, pressed against his chin, and gently rubbed the pulp of his fingers.

The man's long hair was soft and bright like the melting sun. She just fiddled with it a few times, and a light fragrance was dyed on her fingertips.

That's Alpha's pheromone.

Different from the more intense and "aggressive" pheromone of ordinary Alpha, her pheromone is a faint aroma of pear blossoms.

Moreover, it is not the kind of warm white pear that is in full bloom, but the lingering fragrance left when the white pear will thank you and fall to the ground.

It's like a stream, but it's quiet, so people can't bear to pick it up.

The fingertips were reddish and a little hot.

Chu Chisi paused for a moment, straightened up, looked around, and picked up the Kirby doll on the coffee table by the way.

Not far away, the private doctor was staring at her with a kind of resentment and anger, and his eyes were full of words like "If you don't listen to the doctor's words, you will suffer in front of you, and you will know the pain when the wound opens."

Chu Chisi: "..."

She is actually not short, but she was too busy to eat, so she was a little thin, and she was dangling around with an oversized Kirby, like a child with an oversized doll in an amusement park.

The personal doctor floated over with resentment, and said with hatred, "Miss Chu, you have suffered such a serious injury, you shouldn't walk around casually."

Chu Chisi was expressionless: "I'm fine."

The personal doctor said, "Am I a doctor or are you a doctor? As a patient, who should you listen to?"

Chu Chisi: "..."

After a while, she said, "Listen to you."

The private doctor nodded in satisfaction, reached out and patted her shoulder: "That's right, now hurry back to my room and lie down."

Chu Chisi glanced at the sofa again, and then was taken back to the guest room by the doctor. She was holding the Kirby doll, her pale face was expressionless, and she listened to the doctor babbling beside her:

"Let's not talk about other places, the wound on the back of the neck cut off a lot of nerve tissue and directly injured it deep."

The personal doctor frowned and said earnestly: "Although the glands are barely preserved, there may be serious sequelae in the future, you must be more careful."

Chu Chisi: "Oh."

Her voice was soft, and she couldn't hear any emotion.

"For example, you used to be able to retract pheromones freely and control them perfectly; but after that, whenever you are emotionally excited or stimulated by alpha pheromones, your pheromones may get out of control."

When the personal doctor talked about pheromones, Chu Chisi finally had some reaction, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

She asked, "What kind of stimulation?"

"For example, Alpha deliberately releases pheromones to suppress you, or lives in a relatively closed environment with many Alphas," the doctor explained.

Chu Chisi's expression did not change: "How much concentration?"

"This... we don't have much relevant data," the doctor said with some hesitation, "but try not to let the alpha pheromone concentration beside you exceed 40%."

Chu Chisi nodded: "Okay."

Glands are one of the most important organs, extremely sensitive and fragile, and permanent loss may have direct or indirect effects on other organs of the body.

The hospital has seen Omegas whose glands have been injured, and most of them are in so much pain that they are unconscious, and they even need painkillers to fall asleep.

The Miss Chu in front of her was very good, the wound was at least three centimeters deep, but she was like a normal person who dared to walk around just after the dressing.

Just now, several doctors worked together to sterilize the wound with alcohol, and directly sutured without anesthesia. Her expression didn't change much.

Just silently cooperate with their movements.

The glands are too sensitive and the wound is too deep. In addition, there is no professional instrument to assist, so the suture is very difficult, and the technical requirements for doctors are also very high.

The doctors tried many times before finally threading the needle and thread through the oozing flesh, slowly pulling the skin tight, and suturing the wound.

Chu Chisi remained silent the whole time.

It was not until the last stitches were stitched up and the doctors disinfected her that she let out a very light, very light breath, released her white knuckles, and said, "Thank you."

The doctor then noticed:

It turned out that she was also afraid of pain.

Chu Chisi lay down with bandages all over her neck and wrists. She turned her head sideways, the tip of her nose pressed against the thin fluff on the doll, rubbed it a little, and then buried herself in it.

The personal doctor sighed and couldn't help but say a few more words: "The method of hurting you is extremely cruel, and he almost cut the carotid artery."

She was very resentful: "Have you called the police? Under the North Alliance law, you can definitely be sentenced to ten or eight years."

Chu Chi thought for a while, and his voice was a little hollow: "Well."

Seeing that her face was pale, it was difficult for the private doctor to continue to disturb her. After telling some other precautions, she asked Chu Chisi to rest well and closed the door of the guest room. .

As early as the moment Chu Chisi approached, Tang Li was already awake.

She just pretended to be sleeping in front of her wife, as always, and guessed what her wife wanted to do.

Tang Li's sleep was very shallow, and any slight noise could wake her up immediately.

This is not a good habit. She can be woken up more than ten times a night, and she has very little time to fall asleep. She is always vigilant, always prepared, and is always in a state of high concentration.

Honestly, it's bad for the spirit.

Although it has been slowly recuperated since then, this habit has recently started to resurface, making Tang Li not sleep well for the past few days.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Tang Li rolled over and sat up. Unexpectedly, he accidentally touched a wound somewhere, and a burst of pain went straight to his spine, and he almost fell off the sofa.

"hiss-!"

Tang Li clenched his teeth sharply, swallowed his voice abruptly into his throat, and twitched his brows.

The system appeared silently without speaking, and just showed her the screen like this: [The wound is torn, HP -1]

[Remaining HP: 3]

Tang Li: "..."

Why does this HP rise slowly like an ant crawling, but when it is buckled, it is like a flood breaking a dam, pushing her to the edge of life and death at every turn?

Tang Li wanted to dismantle this broken system every day.

She rubbed her long hair, got up and went to get the ointment that Chu Chisi had given her before. By the way, she took out the iodine bandage from the first aid bag and glanced at the system: "Turn off the camera."

The system hasn't responded yet: "Huh?"

Tang Li put on his jacket and lifted a small horn.

The system reacted with hindsight, and with a soft "click" sound, the light spot screen was shrunk and turned into a small square thumbnail.

The window closed quickly, and he didn't notice the flash of darkness in Tang Li's eyes.

Very quiet in the bathroom.

Tang Li folded his clothes, rubbed himself the bruises skillfully, put on the wound medicine, and surrounded the wound with a bandage.

The bathroom is brightly lit, and the light is reflected in the mirror, and there is another similar but reversed world inside. Tang Li raised his head and glanced sideways at himself in the mirror.

The light shines through the light-colored eyelashes, casting a dense shadow.

She fiddled with the broken hair on her forehead, and picked up a few strands of hair with her fingertips, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

The smiles were all restrained, and the bright light could not be inside, brewing an indistinguishable coldness.

"Hey, System." Tang Li said softly.

The screen was re-opened, and the system's voice came out, as always: "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you show me once before, the dark black numerical page showing Chu Chisi's current state?"

Tang Li was leaning on the sink halfway, fiddling with the broken hair between his forehead: "Help me see how Chu Chisi is doing now."

The system's voice was a little dull, and it took a long while before he said, "Then... that time was an accident, and that page cannot be shown to the Raiders."

Tang Li said lazily: "I didn't ask you to call it directly, I just asked you to help check the status of the target of the attack. Is this okay?"

The system was silent for a moment, and said, "Her state... is not very good. The pheromone concentration is high and low, and it cannot be stabilized."

Tang Li pursed her lips and clenched her fingers tightly.

She pushed open the door of the bathroom and walked out, and happened to see something written by the personal doctor not far away, so she asked her about Chu Chisi. The more you get to know him, the tighter the brows are, and the throat cavity is about to be bitten with blood.

"System, since you can delete my negative status in the background," Tang Li folded his arms and tapped his fingertips.

"Can you also delete Chu Chisi's negative state?"

She paused and seemed to add her own words: "I think this will be more helpful to my strategy."

The system hesitated for a moment, then explained, "No, we have no way to change Chu Chisi's state. If she is injured, she can only recover slowly, or just go back to the reset point."

What an ambiguous answer.

Sooner or later, she will dismantle this broken screen, the kind of broken bones.

Tang Li shrugged, with a lazy look: "Okay, then I'll go see her situation myself.".

The door of the guest room was unlocked, and Tang Li gently pressed the doorknob and was quietly pushed open.

The room was extremely cold, and the air was filled with light and thin Omega pheromones, which slowly rushed towards her.

It seemed to shake a candle that was about to go out, ups and downs, clearly extinguished, surging over her shoulders, but disappeared silently.

Tang Li walked lightly and slowly came to the bed.

Chu Chisi seemed to be asleep, her long eyelashes trembled with her breathing, like a butterfly about to fly, just quietly stopped at the tip of her heart.

The white quilt covered the body, and when the shoulders moved, it slid down a little, revealing a round pink dumpling in his arms.

Chu Chisi's skin is very white, her cheeks are very thin, and half of her face is buried in the doll, and she especially likes to gently rub the fluff on the doll with the tip of her nose, like a little milk cat.

Tang Li couldn't hold back, "Pu Chi" laughed.

She said how the doll placed next to the sofa mysteriously disappeared, and she thought there was another bug in the system, or some supernatural event happened.

It turned out to be snatched away by a little guy.

Tang Li pulled a chair and sat down, her slender legs folded in a beautiful arc.

She twisted the quilt with her fingers and lifted it slowly and gently, trying to see the wound on the back of her neck.

During the conversation between Cai and the doctor, every word was like a rusted iron shovel, repeatedly cut in the softest part of the heart, and the overflowing blood slowly dripped down and merged into an inextricable darkness.

Chu Chisi lowered his head and breathed steadily.

A thick layer of gauze was wrapped around the back of the neck, but blood oozing could still be seen. The **** aura was mixed with erratic pheromones, and Tang Li only frowned.

The heating in the room was turned on to the maximum, and even Tang Li felt a little hot.

But Chu Chisi still felt cold in his sleep, his thin shoulders kept shaking, and he slowly hugged himself a little tighter.

[The glands are permanently damaged, and other functions of the body are also affected]

The private doctor said to her like this: [No matter how well you recover after surgery, it will be accompanied by various unknown and high-risk sequelae. You must always be careful not to let the wound become infected. 】

Tang Li let go, and the quilt slowly fell.

The ear was very quiet, the system didn't know what it was busy with, so it shortened the screen, and didn't pay attention to Tang Li for a long time.

Tang Li was silent for a moment, then put her knuckles on the handle of the bedside table and pulled it out.

Sure enough, there were several things in the cabinet.

Tang Li glanced at it and pulled out a sharp knife.

The tip of the knife provoked a shred of light, and it was weighed by the slender and beautiful hand. After turning around, it drew two full arcs, and then stopped firmly.

Point inward, facing the second button of the shirt.

Tang Li lowered her eyelashes, the cold light from the tip of the knife reflected in her eyes, her breathing was steady without a trace of ups and downs, her five fingers gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and she gestured twice in front of her chest.

She could stab without hesitation.

What if you go back to the reset point? What if Chu Chisi forgets herself? What if the Raiders progressed back to where they were? What if everything was shuffled all over again?

She doesn't care.

The tip of the knife approached a few inches inward, and it was already touching the shirt.

With just a little more force, it can pierce the thin fabric, cut through the flesh and blood, and pierce straight into the depths of the heart. In a few minutes, it can be directly killed.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from the ear:

"Cough...cough..."

Tang Li was startled, and the hand that had been holding the knife steadily shook twice.

She made up her mind, put the knife on the table again, temporarily gave up her plan to return to the reset point, and turned to check the situation of Chu Chisi.

Chu Chisi seemed to have a low-grade fever, with a thin layer of blush on his cheeks, and his long eyelashes were dyed with water.

She couldn't stop breathing, and there was a slight guttural sound: "Hmm..."

Without any hesitation, Tang Li rushed out to find a doctor.

She rushed to the door, but was entangled in her footsteps by a very soft, thin, fragile voice: "Wait, come back."

"You... are you awake?"

Tang Li turned around in astonishment.

Chu Chisi covered his mouth, coughed intermittently, resting his elbows on the mattress, slowly trying to sit up.

Tang Li was so anxious, she turned and rushed back: "Okay, I'm not leaving. The doctor said that your wound is very serious, so hurry back and lie down, don't sit up again."

Chu Chisi didn't speak, she rolled her long eyelashes, looking at her with coldness in her eyes.

The sheets slid down her shoulders and fell on her side. Chu Chisi looked at herself calmly, her back was thin and thin, like a pliable and clear lotus.

"What do you want to do with your knife?"

Her voice was hoarse and every word was spoken slowly: "Answer my question.".

Tang Li's expression was slightly stagnant, her heart was in her throat, and she panicked for no reason: Did she see her action?

But after thinking about it, it felt unlikely. After all, he was cautious by nature, and it was impossible not to notice the change in Chu Chisi's breathing rhythm.

Therefore, Chu Chisi should have just woken up, and then saw her on the table, before she had time to retract the knife in the drawer.

The system also popped up and complained, "I just fast-forwarded for a few minutes and didn't see the screen, why are you pushing yourself to the edge of life and death again?"

Tang Li said, "Don't be noisy, I'm thinking."

She sorted out her voice, took a deep breath, and settled down: "I just..."

Under the cold eyes of Chu Chisi, Tang Li was very calm and said silently, "I just want to peel an apple."

Chu Chisi: "...?"

There was a crack in her expression again, and after a while, she said, "So, what about Apple?"

Tang Li's face didn't change: "I already ate it. I'm sorry, I forgot to leave you a few pieces."

Chu Chisi: "..."

She sat on the bed, clutching the quilt in her knuckles, her dark eyes seemed to say: Do you think I'm blind?

Tang Li was very calm: "Wife, do you want to eat it? I'll go out and bring one in and peel it for you?"

Chu Chisi really lost to her, raised his hand to caress his forehead, and sighed softly: "No need."

Tang Li didn't leave either, but with a short step, she calmly sat down on the chair.

Whether she was sitting or not, her arms propped up the edge of the bed, her upper body leaned slightly, and she blinked at the other party: "Chi Si?"

A few strands of blond hair hooked over, like budding willow branches, hooked on her white gauze pajamas, like flowing brilliance, glittering down.

Chu Chisi tilted his head: "Huh?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, with some sickness and lethargy, and it sounded a kind of startling tenderness.

"Your wound...does it still hurt?"

Tang Li considered the vocabulary and asked cautiously, "Are you feeling better?"

Chu Chi Si was stunned for a moment, and his eyes that were calm like a deep pool suddenly appeared with ripples, like flowers like the moon, like branches adorned with red beans.

May you pick more, this thing is the most Acacia. ①

She bent her brows and smiled, but she also leaned over a little, and her voice softly brushed past her ears: "Well, I feel much better."

The thin white knuckles lifted, tugging up Tang Li's long hair.

Tang Li was stunned, her body was too stiff to move, she even tightened her breath, not knowing what Chu Chi was thinking about.

Chu Chisi hooked a strand of her hair and swayed it gently, her smile was too gentle, like a pot of lusciously aged wine, making people unconscious.

"Thank you for saving me today."

She said softly, her long eyelashes drooping slightly: "I... I was desperate, sad, and almost gave up. It was you who saved me and pulled me out of the quagmire."

"You saved me, and I am grateful for everything you have done to me," Chu Chisi whispered, taking every word seriously, "I don't know how to repay you."

She is lying.

Tang Li knew as soon as he heard it.

Chu Chisi never speaks like this. She believes that the so-called polite words are a part of social etiquette that should be discarded, which not only wastes people's time, but also wastes people's energy.

Instead of practicing these useless words, it is better to build a few machine learning models and analyze the possible cause and effect relationships.

Chu Chisi doesn't trust herself, but that's okay.

Deception, concealment, harm, use, rejection, insult, spit - whatever is fine, whatever is fine, Tang Li doesn't care.

She can do anything to herself.

The strand of long hair was held in her hand, like a slender gold chain, and she pulled it inward, pulling Tang Li over a bit.

Tang Li was leaning on the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

Chu Chisi pursed her lips and smiled, with a very shallow dimple on her cheek. From Tang Li's point of view, her face becomes more and more small.

A pair of lacquered eyes, with a light swaying water light, and thin and soft lips almost rubbed against his chin softly.

Soft and delicate, like a kitten.

But she's not sincere, so what's the point of that? Tang Li was not happy, only sad.

Thinking like this, Tang Li ducked back, but her long hair was held by someone, a slender hand pressed her shoulders and pressed her down.

Tang Li was caught off guard and was pressed against the edge of the bed. She widened her eyes in astonishment, and lightly held the wrist that Chu Chisi pushed down.

"Chu... Chi Si...?"

His throat was a little dry, and his voice became a little vague. Tang Li pursed his lips and said, "What are you doing?"

Chu Chisi just pursed her lips, put her fingertips on her collar, and slowly traced the top button.

The wrist was pinched.

Tang Li frowned and asked again, "Chu Chisi, what are you doing?"

Chu Chisi asked, "Do you like me?"

She looked at Tang Li with a smile, her eyes were calm, her fingertips brushed lightly on the fabric, and the rustling sound spread quietly in her heart.

Tang Li said, "I asked what are you doing?"

"Your heart is beating fast," Chu Chi Sirou lowered his eyebrows and smiled again, "Is it because of me?"

The words of the two did not match at all, and they were each asking their own questions and seeking different answers.

Tang Li: "…"

Tang Li's eyes became colder, she looked at Chu Chisi silently, the hand between her wrists trembled a little, and her breathing was much slower.

Every breath seemed to be sighed from the deepest part of my heart and fell heavily to the ground.

"Yes."

Tang Li's answer was neat and tidy, but Chu Chisi was stunned for a moment: "It's because of you."

Chu Chisi was a little stunned, she glanced at her red fingertips, and her eyes quickly turned back.

She seemed to be discouraged all of a sudden, her brows and eyes lost the feeling of scheming and controlling the overall situation just now, and she became nervous for some reason.

Tang Li could feel her apprehension, doubt, anxiety, and a little bit of overwhelm.

Chu Chisi swallowed, his voice weak, and asked again: "Then...then do you like me?"

This time, Tang Li shook his head.

She said, "Sorry, I don't like you."

I like these two words, they are too thin, too ethereal, and they are clouds and mists that will be blown away by the wind.

What Tang Li wrapped in his heart was something heavier, more distant, and hotter than "like".

Chu Chisi seemed to be a little nervous. Her eyes fluttered, and her hand against Tang Li's cuff trembled a little: "But... but your heart doesn't say that, it beats very fast."

The wrist was suddenly pushed away.

Tang Li rolled over and got out of bed, she moved so fast, Chu Chisi couldn't stop her, and even her fingertips could only smell the faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

"Chu Chisi, I'm going to the bathroom."

Tang Li rubbed her long hair irritably, Chu Chisi raised her head, and could only see her back.

She was tall and slender, her long hair was piled on her shoulders in a messy way, flowing down like a stream, so bright and so dazzling, even in the dark, the color was shining brightly.

The man's neck, arms, and knuckles were more or less wrapped with gauze, and when he approached it just now, he could smell a faint fragrance of healing ointment.

Is her injury... serious?

After this question popped out of his mind, Chu Chisi was startled. .

Tang Li didn't even dare to use the bathroom in the guest room, so he rushed out of the room and helped Chu Chisi close the door very intimately.

She didn't even need a towel, she just took a handful of cold water with her hand and poured it on her face.

The water droplets moistened the eyebrows, eyes and broken hair, and fell tickly down Tang Li's cheeks, smashing into the porcelain-white sink.

The system that had been diving for a while finally came out silently: "You... you can do it, it's amazing."

Tang Li made a move: "What?"

"I really... have never seen Chu Chisi look like this," the system's voice drifted, and he said in a trance, "Is this really Chu Chisi?"

"Before, whenever a raider dared to approach one meter around her body, and dared to make any outrageous actions, she would directly shoot and kill without hesitation."

The system was puzzled: "Why is she facing you, and she even pounced on her?"

Tang Li said, "Maybe, I look cute."

The system despised: "Every raider is your face, wake up and stop dreaming."

The water droplets flowed slowly, and Tang Li wiped a little bit with the back of his hand, and a hint of coldness appeared in a trance: "I've been a little puzzled, why do you use this face?"

A sudden question.

The system was stunned and said, "Ah? Because your bound character is the eldest lady of the Tang family..."

"I mean, there are so many people who look better than this face, why is it bound to this character, this face - not other people?"

Tang Li's voice was indifferent: "It's just because of this face, and that... Admiral or Major General? Are there any similarities?"

The system said, "It's a major general."

Nonsense, how could Tang Li not know that she is a "major general", but now she has to hide it and find out the loopholes in this system.

She sneered and continued:

"So, if you really want to conquer Chu Chisi, why don't you directly bind her first love? Why did you go around such a long way to make the mission more challenging?"

Tang Li's voice was lazy and nonchalant, "I don't quite understand it."

The system was silent for a moment, then said, "There's a reason, because... we've tried it and it didn't work."

[I have tried it, but it doesn't work]

Tang Li raised her eyebrows and waited for the system to continue talking, but the other party seemed to be unwilling to reveal more, and just entrusted the silence to her.

The night seemed extraordinarily long today.

Tang Li didn't sleep very well, feeling like Princess Pea sleeping on the seven-layer cushion, always feeling that something was holding him, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

She woke up at least five or six times, and finally fell asleep at about four or five in the morning, and was woken up by the lingering daily task update prompt:

"Ding Dong, the [I want to fall in love] series of tasks has been updated! Please complete it in time!"

【Daily Mission (0/1)】

【Quest Details】Intimate contact is the best emotional catalyst! Get in touch with a cute lover for more than 10 minutes! Whether it's a kiss, a hug, or something more in-depth~

【Failure Penalty】Death after accumulating the number of failures (0/2).

Tang Li looked at the task and was silent.

The system looked at the task and was silent.

One person and one system looked at each other without saying a word. After a while, Tang Li said silently: "This is all a **** mission that is frantically jumping on the edge of death. I don't want to live anymore."

The system said: "I also feel that you don't have much hope. Would you like me to press the reset point for you? Go back and start over."

Tang Li said, "Okay, come on."

Having said that, Tang Li still wanted to struggle. She packed herself up and walked out the door.

The industrious butler is back, chatting with the personal doctor. Tang Li wandered over and asked, "Where's Chi Si?"

The housekeeper hesitated, but the personal doctor was very enthusiastic and said to her, "It's still in the room."

I don't know if it was Tang Li's illusion, but there was something wrong with the way the private doctor looked at her.

Sure enough, the doctor continued: "Ms. Chu's glands are severely damaged, and the pheromone has been unstable recently. You have to bring her to slowly familiarize yourself with the Alpha pheromone and get used to this feeling."

"You are Miss Chu's wife, you must take good care of your partner, and you must not let her be hurt again, you know?"

She explained painstakingly for a long time: "I used to work in the hospital for so long, and I have seen such a deep wound two or three times. It's really a sin..."

Tang Li lowered her head, her eyes became darker and darker, and she silently accepted all the accusations without a word of rebuttal.

The doctor rambled a lot, then stuffed some ointment and bandages into Tang Li's hands. After instructing what to do, he left with her things.

Tang Li put away the ointments and ran to the kitchen to cook. The aunt who was in charge of cooking was a little reluctant at first, thinking she was just here to make trouble.

As a result, Tang Li cut the vegetables smoothly, quickly and neatly, with skillful movements, and in the blink of an eye, he prepared several delicious side dishes with light taste.

The best part was all for Chu Chisi. The leftover scraps were put on a few small plates. Auntie tasted it and was a little surprised: "It's delicious, Miss Tang is really amazing."

At first glance, her skin looks like an expensive and arrogant young lady, but she didn't expect to cook so deliciously.

Really unbelievable.

Tang Li smiled and said, "That's good, do you think Chi Si would like to eat it?"

The aunt nodded and said, "Miss Chu should like it very much, it's all her favorite food."

Of course Tang Li knew what she liked to eat.

She gave her aunt a mysterious smile, and ran to knock on the door with a small tray, "knock knock" three times, her voice sweet: "Chi Si, are you up yet?"

There was silence inside the door: "…"

Chu Chisi didn't say a word, maybe she was frightened by her sweet voice.

Tang Li persevered, knocked again, and continued to shout: "Chi Si? Wife? Chi Si wife? Kiss wife? My lovely kiss Chi Si wife?"

Chu Chisi: "..."

This person is really shouting more and more outrageous.

According to this posture, Tang Li doesn't need to do the task at all, just knocking on the door can be sent back to the reset point directly by Chu Chisi.

Fortunately, Chu Chisi is currently weak and lacks strength, allowing Tang Li to escape. She sighed and said, "What are you doing?"

Tang Li said, "I made breakfast, do you want to eat my wife? I also brought the ointment that the doctor said to be applied to you."

The silence behind the door was longer this time, but Tang Li was patient enough to wait for a soft voice: "Come in."

She pushed open the door and walked in.

Chu Chisi was still wearing the tulle pajamas from last night, hanging down in black, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were a little sickly red, and they looked inexplicably soft.

Seeing Tang Li come in, she squinted over and fell into silence after seeing several plates of "breakfast" piled up on the small table: "..."

Tang Li is familiar with her movements, and has already helped her to put the small table on the bed, set out the dishes one after another, and hand over the chopsticks and spoons: "Here you are."

Chu Chisi didn't answer, and his expression was cold: "Do you think I can finish it?"

Tang Li is righteous and confident: "I think you are very hungry and need to eat more."

Chu Chisi: "..."

I always feel that this conversation sounds a bit familiar. Has the exact same situation happened before?

The room was originally filled with the refreshing fragrance of her body, and the Omega pheromones faintly diffused, like a branch sprout, swaying in the fine snow on the pavement.

"Ding!" With a small sound, Tang Li scooped up some white porridge. She gently blew some of the rising heat and handed it to Chu Chisi's mouth: "Come on."

The voice was so gentle, it penetrated into her heart.

Chu Chisi was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered what the person said to him before: [Chu Chisi, are you really as flawless as you said? 】

She is a human, not a machine.

Of course she has flaws and mistakes, but she has always been better at hiding, using various means and methods, trying her best to resist and attack.

Then I forget that I am human too.

She is also afraid of pain, the dark, and bleeding wounds; she also wants to be protected by someone, to be held in her arms, and to tell her: you are deeply loved.

She can't rest, she can't be soft-hearted, she can't be shaken, she can't let go of her vigilance - but if she feels tired, sad, and wronged, what should she do?

She kept, kept asking.

longing for an answer.

Reason tells her that you should be ruthless and ruthless. M1911 is in the second drawer on the right. You should do it and immediately restore your body to a normal state to prevent potential danger.

Emotions tell her that you should relax a little, and you shouldn't push yourself too hard. It doesn't matter even if this person has a purpose, at least she is "good" to you now.

So, that's enough.

The porridge was cooled a little, and the aroma of the food filled his body. Chu Chisi was silent for a long time before he slowly came over.

The porridge was a little cold, but it was still hot when it flowed between the lips and teeth, and it rushed into the empty heart.

With her fluffy head close to her side, her long hair swayed against the back of Tang Li's hand. She couldn't hold back, and secretly hid a few wisps of the fragrance of plants and trees in her palm.

Tang Li scooped up a little again, still blowing it cool before passing it over, with boundless tenderness in his eyes: "Eat more."

It may be that the neck was injured, and Chu Chisi had a hard time swallowing. He ate a small bowl of white porridge for a long time, and the other dishes did not move.

Tang Li scooped some steamed eggs for her again. The smooth and soft eggs tasted extra crispy with the small shrimps.

Sure enough, Chu Chisi couldn't even finish one twentieth of the dishes on that table, Tang Li was not angry at all, and even happily put away the food.

She was a little hungry herself, so she ate some of the rest of the dishes, threw the dishes into the dishwasher, and shoved them into Chu Chisi's room very skillfully.

Chu Chisi looked at her with a complicated expression, as if saying: 'I finally hoped you away, why did you come back in a blink of an eye? ’

Tang Li's face was as thick as a city wall, as if he regarded the chair beside Chu Chisi's bed as his exclusive seat, leaned back, and folded his legs in a beautiful arc.

"The doctor asked me to change the dressing and gauze for you," Tang Li asked softly, "The wound on the back of your neck seems to be bleeding a little, does it still hurt?"

She asked, does it still hurt?

Every sentence is light and gentle, like fine snow melting in my heart.

The hand covering the sheet was quietly clenched and crumpled into several longitudinal folds. Her voice was inaudible, and it came out from the gap in her hair: