The open and direct words made Bo Zhanye's mouth twitch slightly.
Why didn't he know she was such a wolf?
Fu Xixi felt shy when he looked at her, but she still had the courage to say, "Don't disbelieve me. Look, I checked the information and it was the information that told me."
Putting the phone in front of Bo Zhanye, there was indeed information on it:
[Half-body disability does not mean complete loss of conjugal life. The situation generally depends on the severity of the injury.
If the waist and abdomen are not injured, you can use force. Although it will affect some movements, it will not affect specific functions.
If only the calf is injured, it is easier to adopt a suitable angle and position to carry out married life.
As long as no special organs are injured, they can live together as husband and wife.】
After Bo Zhanye finished reading it, his dark eyes were unusually deep.
He took the mobile phone in Fu Xixi's hand, clicked on the search column, and then his eyes became darker:
“Can we live together as a couple if my husband is disabled?”
“How can we continue our married life with my husband’s calf injury?”
“What lifestyle options for couples are suitable for husbands with leg disabilities?”
"How are girls supposed to be on top?"
The words that came out of his mouth were particularly low and magnetic.
His eyes fell on her little face: "Is that what you want?"
Fu Xixi's face darkened and she was extremely embarrassed: "No... I don't want it at all. This is just to help you."
"I don't need your help. When do I need you to help me do this?" the man asked in a deep voice.
Obviously angry.
Fu Xixi's face was dark and depressed: "I just think that if you push me away, you are not confident. Most of them have this reason.
And you once told me that the best way for a man to vent is this way. Even when my mother passed away, you rejected me in every way, and we relied on our physical relationship to stay together.
I want you to know that this does not affect our married life or relationship. I want you to release your emotions and have a place to vent.
I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”
Ah.
Bo Zhanye sneered.
He was like an enraged lion, with this terrible danger written all over him, but he tried to maintain his reason and tone:
"If one day you are lying in bed unable to move, and you are stimulated and provoked by a woman, and I take this comfort method and say we can try it, what will you think?"
Fu Xixi was stunned.
If it were her, she would feel unwanted, more embarrassed, more embarrassed, and more difficult to talk about...
What he cares about is not whether it can be done, but whether it can be done in other ways, which seems more humble.
Her heart was stung instantly: "I'm sorry, I didn't think about this."
Seeing her pitiful and apologetic look, Bo Zhanye didn't want to argue with her even if he was angry, especially a pregnant woman.
Just as he was about to speak, Fu Xixi suddenly changed his tone:
"But, if that's the case, I will accept it. Accept your request, accept your proposal, and try to cooperate with you.
Because, when I was lying on the bed, you did not abandon me, and you still wanted to maintain our marriage. I can't just hurt you and reject you just because of my own feelings.
And you, I am a girl, and you know better than anyone how shy I am to discuss this type of issue.
Do you know how much effort I made for you, when I searched with a red face in the middle of the night, and boldly proposed and discussed with you in front of you?
But you only know your self-esteem, your pride, and don't think about me at all. You blindly reject me and say rudely that I want it myself.
You are very selfish and I don’t want to see you again, especially you like this.”
She stood up from his arms and looked at him with disappointed eyes: