President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"I imagined well, but the reality was far more cruel than I imagined. Two years later, when I was 12 years old, God took my stepmother away again. She was injured by my stepfather the day before, and she was too tired to cook. Accidentally caused a fire. The first stepmother didn't think about running by herself, but woke up me who was sleeping and pushed me out of the window. When she wanted to run...the house collapsed.

For the next two years, I followed my stepfather who was not as good as a beast, and being beaten was commonplace. I thought that I would wait for another year, and I would run away from home at the age of 15 and go out to work, but in that summer, he sold me ...sold to several bosses..."

Feng Yin: "..."

Feng Yin never expected that Fu Yisheng would tell her this.

This is his privacy and cannot be easily shared with others.

"Fu Yisheng, don't talk about it, you're burnt out, go rest first."

Feng Yin didn't want to bear his secrets. Between them, they met by mistake and were under house arrest as a last resort, so they really didn't need to bear any private secrets of the other party.

But she didn't know that Fu Yisheng's words had never been mentioned to anyone for many years.

He's also an egotistical guy who always feels that no one deserves to hear his secrets.

Tonight, it doesn't matter if you say that he has a high fever and is a little confused, or that he has held his words in his heart for too many years and needs to vent, he just said it, and he doesn't regret it.

I will never regret it in my life.

"Wind Yin..."

Fu Yisheng looked up at Feng Yin, at this moment, his eyes were clear, not like a patient at all.

"You're really special. So special that...I want to know more about you."

Fu Yisheng is not a man who can talk about love, and he doesn't know what sultry is. Before Dashu and the others were discussing the gecko, he thought it was a kind of gecko, and asked Dashu the difference between the gecko and the gecko.

Dashu and the others were lying on the ground laughing, and he fined each of them [-] push-ups.

Therefore, emotionally, he is actually low and earthy.

Feng Yin didn't answer Fu Yisheng's words. How Fu Yisheng felt towards her didn't mean she would respond. The only man she cared about was Leng Yan. If he never came back, she would hold on. She still had Leng Ting and There is a Leng family left by Leng Yan.

"Do you still eat the purple potato balls? If you don't, I'll take them away." Feng Yin changed the subject, not being held back by Fu Yisheng.

Fu Yisheng's heart sank, he nodded the next moment, took a purple potato ball and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

After three seconds...

Mmmm!

Fu Yisheng suddenly pointed to his mouth and covered his chest with the other hand, his face turned red and purple.

"You... choked?"

Feng Yin looked disheartened.

Doesn't it stop for a moment?
Can you choke on a purple potato ball?

Feng Yin hurriedly slapped him on the back, if he didn't choke hard enough, he could spit it out immediately, but Fu Yisheng's face became even more ugly.

Seeing this, Feng Yin had no choice but to pull him up from the sofa, hug him from behind and strangle him in front of his chest, tightening his arms vigorously.

After more than a dozen strokes, Fu Yisheng finally spit out the purple potato ball.

Feng Yin also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fu Yisheng choked to death like this, she wouldn't even think about getting out of here alive. Will she be wronged by then?
"Fu Yisheng, I really doubt that you are actually a fake, right? The real Fu Yisheng is dead long ago! Are you a joker sent by a monkey? You can choke on a purple potato ball? Do you think that having a fever and burning to death is not vigorous enough? Isn't it? It must be special to die?" Feng Yin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked at Fu Yisheng with disdain and sarcasm.