My Husband Dumped Me for His Blind Crush

Sheng Youxia turned on the light and handed the milk to Fu Shilv.

He sat on the edge of the bed, lifting his eyes lightly, "I only drink fresh milk."

So picky!

Sheng Youxia swung her leg over and straddled Fu Shilv, her arms winding around the back of his neck. She brought the milk carton close to her chest.

The milky white liquid, as smooth as silk, flowed from her chest to her soft waist.

"Does this count?"

Fu Shilv's eyes darkened, tinted with a peach blossom hue.

The shock from the photo of Tang Hui had been too great, and he still hadn't managed to calm down.

Warm breath flowed through his nostrils, clouding over the tip of Sheng Youxia's peak.

Fu Shilv leaned in, capturing.

Her fingers, clenched on his shoulders, dug deep into his flesh.

When he looked up, Sheng Youxia took a mouthful of milk and passed it to his lips.

She fed him mouthful by mouthful, making him finish the remaining milk and medication.

Sheng Youxia's lips shimmered, as if coated with a layer of honey, and her tongue was a tender pink.

In bed, it was always Fu Shilv who took the lead; this was her first initiative, thinking she would need to extend the foreplay when the medication took effect.

Fu Shilv gripped her delicate waist, ready to break through in one fell swoop.

Sheng Youxia had no choice but to tightly wrap her legs around his waist, "Haste doesn't bring success."

He gave a firm rub at the base of her thigh.

With little experience, Sheng Youxia used her hands, feet, and mouth all at once; the dim light, the searing bodies, reflected a vivid painting in their eyes.

She could feel the changes in his body.

Sheng Youxia saw his expression tense, and she feigned ignorance, "What's wrong?"

He lifted her by the waist and threw her onto the bed.

She saw Fu Shilv stand up and hasten to the bathroom.

The man struggled inside, and when he came out, his hair was wet and his bathrobe hung loosely over his body.

Sheng Youxia lay on her side in bed, well aware of his softened state, yet she still asked, "Not continuing?"

Fu Shilv bent down to grab the blanket, throwing it over her, "I don't want to touch you."

"..."

He knew all too well the taste of a fire being forcefully extinguished.

Sheng Youxia glanced beneath him with a look that seemed to imply something more.

Fu Shilv couldn't let her wild thoughts roam, so he changed the subject.

"The man hugging you, you don't know him?"

"Uh-huh."

"He hugged you tightly before that."

Sheng Youxia didn't understand; what right did he have to question her?

"If I remember correctly, you were supposed to meet me tonight, but you didn't answer my calls or reply to my texts."

Today, Sheng Youxia saw clearly that Liang Nianwei could at best be considered a delicate beauty, but next to Fu Shilv, she seemed even more ordinary.

Yet none of that stopped Fu Shilv from liking her.

"Her mental state has been poor lately, undergoing passive treatment."

Sheng Youxia turned away. She wasn't a masochist who enjoyed listening to how her husband sought another woman's affection.

Fu Shilv lay down on the bed, still preoccupied with that photograph.

"Don't let your friend touch you like that next time. Also, everyone can see the photo you posted; aren't you afraid someone will recognize that it's you?"

Sheng Youxia felt utterly miserable, as if her boat had just capsized in a sewer, "What photo?"

Fu Shilv sounded suddenly grave, his tone dropping significantly.

"Does Tang Hui like women?"

Otherwise, why would she pinch so pervasively?

Sheng Youxia suddenly thought of the picture in Tang Hui's friend circle, "That was a picture she found online, it has nothing to do with me. Mr. Fu, if you're really that idle, you should hurry up and see a doctor."

The first time, it could be explained as fatigue, but what about this time? It's definitely an illness.

Fu Shilv had not expected that it was actually an image from the internet.

The next day.

In the evening, the urology department welcomed its last client.

The computer had finished calling numbers, and by all accounts, it should have been time to close up.

Dr. Huang slightly lifted the glasses on his nose bridge, looking puzzled at the man who entered.

The black cloak made the man's figure appear upright; a similarly black mask covered almost his entire face, leaving only his eyes and forehead visible.

Dr. Huang didn't understand, "Are you here to see a doctor?"

The man held no medical card in his hand and sat down on a chair nearby. "I came in the afternoon; my test results just haven't come back yet."

He reckoned the doctor wouldn't remember every patient.

Indeed, Dr. Huang looked doubtful, "Why don't you describe your problem again?"

The man pondered how to begin, "I have a friend, he's never had any issues, but recently during intercourse twice..."

Seeing him stop mid-sentence, Dr. Huang knew it was a delicate subject.

"Is it that you can't maintain an erection throughout, or does it suddenly go soft?"

The man clasped his hands together, the veins at his temples seemingly tense.

Dr. Huang got up and walked over with a bottle of mineral water, placing it beside him.

The man looked up at him, and although he found the atmosphere a bit strange, he still said, "It's the second type."

Dr. Huang leaned against the desk, his body slightly bent, "Mr. Fu, why don't you take off your mask? Isn't it suffocating?"

Surprise was evident in Fu Shilv's eyes.

To be recognized like this?

Dr. Huang wore a 'I understand you' expression, "Has this situation happened before, or just these two times?"

If Fu Shilv had known he would be recognized, he would have never set foot through this door.

He lowered his eyelids, "Just these two times."

"Have you been out recently? Or let's put it this way, have you drunk anything given to you by a stranger?"

Fu Shilv's circle was fairly fixed; apart from Ji Xingtang and a few others, he did not attend random social interactions.

"Dr. Huang, I'm asking for a friend."

Oh.

Dr. Huang knew full well what it meant to have a friend to take the blame for you.

"These past two weeks, I've seen quite a few patients with the same condition as you, nothing serious, just been drugged."

Fu Shilv's mask remained on, with each breath, a layer of scorching heat seemed to envelop his face, making him reach out and pull the mask down in irritation.

"What kind of drug is it?"

"It's the opposite of aphrodisiacs and takes effect very quickly, usually, within twenty minutes it can make an adult man..."

Impotent.

"As you know, some people just want to make a quick buck without openly offending anyone, so they resort to drugging."

On those two occasions, Sheng Youxia was the only one with Fu Shilv.

He thought of the two glasses of milk and Fu Shilv immediately stood up from the chair.

"Mr. Fu, this is just one possibility, we still need to run tests. How about you take off your trousers..."

"No need." Fu Shilv was convinced there was nothing wrong with him, he was just sabotaged.

He walked briskly to the door, reaching out to pull it open, "Dr. Huang, I hope you can keep today's matter confidential."

"Absolutely, absolutely, our urology department's principle is to protect the privacy of every patient, rest assured!"

On the way back, Fu Shilv dialed Sheng Youxia's number.

"I've seen the doctor."

Sheng Youxia's tone was slightly tense, "What did they say?"