Getting used to coming back from work every day, the man holding Feifei's smirk, Wu Tong is about to forget that Qin Ge is a person with PTSD sequelae.
At first glance, the man was sweating and sullen, Wu Tong froze for a moment, then turned and closed the door, and slowly walked in the direction of Qin Ge, during which he laid his hands very far away. On the wooden table.
"I'm back." Wu Tong stood beside the man with a gentle smile, his voice as usual.
The man had actually noticed Wu Tong ’s return, but his anger had not been vented. He was afraid that he would scare his wife, so he hit the sandbag harder.
Wu Tong looked at the man's sweat beads and his fists were faintly red, knowing that the man had been hitting the sandbag for so long. Wu Tong's eyes were distressed, and his heart was a little dull: "What happened today? Can you tell me?"
"You don't need to control me." The man's voice showed impatience.
"Your fists are broken." Wu Tong looked at the increasingly obvious blood stains on the sandbag, and his tone was anxious.
"It's okay."
Wu Tong watched the man hit the punching bag with one punch and one punch, the red gradually became more and more obvious, and finally he could not bear to rush up and hugged the man ’s arm, because the man ’s strength was too strong Wu Tong was staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Qin Ge couldn't help but growled.
Wu Tong didn't pay attention to the man's roar at all, as soon as he stabilized his body, he checked the man's fist, watching the redness and bloodshot on it, and said: "We enter the house to get medicine."
"It's not that you leave me alone." Qin Ge shook Wu Tong's hand away.
"Take the medicine first." Wu Tongyi was not afraid, and pulled Qin Ge's arm back.
"I didn't remind you a long time ago. Don't be close to me when I get sick!" Qin Ge warned somberly.
"We'll take the medicine first and wait for the medicine to finish. I won't stop you whether it's doing push-ups or running." As long as you don't hurt your body, Wu Tong looked at Qin Ge's eyes with faint tears.
"You asked for it."
Qin Ge grabbed Wu Tong's arm and pressed a person against the wall. He bowed his head and gnawed. The fiercely terrified Wu Tong shuddered, but he couldn't resist pushing the man away.
The man's gnawing went down from the collarbone all the way, and then was blocked by the clothes. The man impatiently broke the button on Wu Tong's chest, and the small buttons cracked and fell to the ground.
"Go back to the house," Wu Tong reminded, holding the man's shoulder hard.
Qin Ge's movements took a while, and it took a while before he lifted his head from Wu Tong's arms. Wu Tong found that the red in the man's eyes was receding little by little, and the arms around his waist were loose. .
"Are you all right?" Wu Tong asked cautiously.
"Why didn't you just avoid it?" Qin Ge looked at Wu Tong's open collar and was imprinted by the bite of his own blood, and his heart was full of rejection of his own self.
"Are you all right?" Wu Tong insisted on proving.
"Huh." The man's voice was dull, obviously not in a good mood.
Wu Tong can guess from the expression of the man that the man must have started to blame himself again, so he picked up the man ’s face, stared at the other person ’s eyes, and smiled tenderly: “I knew I would smooth you by kissing you Irritable, I'll be back early. "
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Pampering My Husband Everyday [MTL]
RomanceFOR OFFLINE PURPOSES ONLY NOT MY STORY, NOR MY TRANSLATION ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL OWNER After retiring from the military, Qin Ge was diagnosed with PTSD. Despite being able to recover with the help of psychotherapy, he was still a little m...