Love Never Ends

Zhixin said angrily.    

His book? Even telling her son a story was the story of the Red Army's Long March. It was definitely not a "Mao Zedong" or a "Marx" book, she did not read it, did not read it!    

Zhixin bit her lips and looked at the arrogant bad man in front of her with regret, "Chairman Xi, don't you have to work these few days? Staying by my bed day and night is probably not appropriate, right? "    

"I agreed to Yun Feng's request, and I stand for him!"    

Therefore, she didn't stay on her side day and night. Instead, she spent her days and nights discussing the condition of the operation.    

Xi Shenyuan tried to defend himself. He was lacking in confidence, but he pretended to be calm.    

Actually, Louis came to accompany her during the journey, Xi Shenyuan also sat on the sofa, not moving an inch away from the sickroom. In fact, during the journey, Louis came to accompany her, Xi Shenyuan also sat on the sofa, not leaving a single inch away from the sickroom.    

"What are you thinking about?"    

Noticing Zhixin's absent-mindedness, Xi Shenyuan patted her flushed face.    

The strength was very light, more like a couple's intimate little act.    

The moment Xi Shenyuan touched her soft and smooth skin, he immediately came to a realization. Zhixin also came back to her senses.    

On his soft skin, he felt his large hand with the cocoon around it. It was slightly coarse, but it was especially soothing.    

"No …."    

Zhixin shook her head and looked up at him. "When is the operation going to start?"    

"Why?"    

Xi Shenyuan lowered his head and his deep gaze fell on Zhixin's watery eyes.    

"I'm looking forward to it."    

"..."    

Xi Shenyuan found this funny, so he sat on the edge of Zhixin's bed. "Shen Zhixin, I'm going to perform a craniotomy. What's there to look forward to?"    

He narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at Zhixin. "I think your mind isn't normal. Your love for the profession of doctor, especially the doctor's white coat, is almost paranoid. In other words, from a psychological perspective, you should be considered a fetishist!"    

"A fetishist?"    

Zhixin was about to drink her water, but she almost sprayed it on Xi Shenyuan's serious face when she heard that.    

She hurriedly swallowed the water in her mouth and stared at the man in front of her with a funny and angry expression. She angrily asked, "Do you know what a fetishist is?"    

"fetishism: To arouse sexual excitement and satisfaction by coming into contact with clothes and accessories worn and used by the opposite sex!"    

He had looked through the psychological information about this since the woman had asked him to change into a white coat.    

It would have been fine if he hadn't flipped it, but he was shocked by it.    

Seeing that Zhixin was also staring at him with an astonished expression, he felt that this woman must have a hobby in this area.    

So, the person she likes is not Xi Shenyuan at all, but the person who passionately loves his white coat? Or perhaps, he was just infatuated with his appearance of wearing a white coat?    

Thinking about this, Xi Shenyuan felt annoyed.    

"Through clothing, sexual arousal, sexual satisfaction?"    

Zhixin swallowed her saliva.    

To be honest, the first half of the sentence fit him rather well...    

"I... I admit it, though I. Well, although I'd be especially excited to see you in your white coat, especially in. Right! On the bed! Many times I would imagine you in a white coat, but … "    

Zhixin blushed and took a deep breath, then explained in a very quick voice, "But I didn't steal the doctor's white coat like those fetishes did, and I didn't get any sexual satisfaction from it! "If a simple white coat could help me reach my peak, would I need your help that night?"    

Zhixin had said all that in one breath to cover her embarrassment.    

But the blush on her cheeks betrayed her heart.    

Xi Shenyuan's pitch-black eyes instantly sunk deeply into Zhixin. He stared at her with a fiery gaze, as if he was going to burn her to death.    

A faint smile appeared on the sexy corner of his mouth.    

"How often do you imagine me in bed wearing a white coat?"    

He whispered to Zhixin in a charming tone, his eyes looking at her teasingly. Finally, he pulled out a key word from Zhixin's long list of words, "Sexual high tide?"    

Zhixin was so shy that she looked around, not daring to look at him. However, when she felt his chest approaching her, she subconsciously reached out her hands and put them between the two of them. "Then …" That night was just an accident. As you know, I was drugged... "