Seeing what Zhang Feng said, Sharapova's heart felt a little better, at least in Zhang Feng's eyes, Sharapova felt that she was beautiful.

For a woman, no matter how powerful she is, she cares most about her appearance. If her appearance does not arouse any man's interest, then she feels that survival is meaningless.

At least most women are like this, even the powerful Sharapova, let alone others.

Now Sharapova stood up and started to remove her clothes in front of Zhang Feng, moving very slowly.

Zhang Feng was surprised and helpless for her action. How much courage should she have as a girl to do this?

This was also forced by Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng quickly went up and grabbed her hand that was about to remove her pants and said, "Sharapova, listen to me!"

"Feng, I just like you, I know I should do this, and I must do it!" Sharapova's eyes were blurred and her body was about to be attached to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng didn't shrink back. He is calm now. Sharapova's current behavior is in line with them. The Ross people are temperamental, active, and very active.

She must have thought about it today, and decided it was a hundred.

"Then what, you can't do this, we are different, so we can't be together!" Zhang Feng said in a deep voice, "Sharapova, you are a good girl!"

This is very high level, ‘we are not the same’.

"Why are we different? There is no language barrier. I know the customs of your country. I don't ask you to marry me. I don't ask you to love me only. I just want to be with you!"

When she said this, Sharapova looked like a sturdy Siberian girl, she was simply a weak girl from the south of the Yangtze River, desperate for love, and dared to fight against God for love.

"Sharapova, I'm not feeling well today, let's go another day!" Zhang Feng said.

"Huh?" Sharapova didn't react for a moment.

What does he mean by this? Why is it uncomfortable? What kind of discomfort can he have, such a powerful person, can't it be injured in training?

"Then what, Sharapova's bedtime is up, shouldn't you go back!" Zhang Feng issued an eviction order.

Sharapova is willing to give it up today, how can she stop like this, she won't go if she doesn't figure it out.

In other words, I will be here tonight, anyway, this is also planned.

"Don't lie to me, you are in good health, what can be uncomfortable!"

Sharapova has a straightforward temper.

And she saw where Zhang Feng would feel comfortable, thinking she was prevarication.

Zhang Feng went to the table and took a cigarette to smoke. When he smoked, he looked sad and squatted on the ground, almost crying.

"Feng, you, what's the matter with you?" Sharapova didn't understand, what happened.

After holding back for a long time, Zhang Feng said in a deep voice: "Do I have to say it? This is my most basic dignity as a man. Why, why should I make myself strong? I am strong in the eyes of outsiders, but I ……I……"

"peak……"

Sharapova looked at Zhang Feng in pain. She became even more curious. What happened?

"Sharapova, you know that I have a son, do you know how my son came?" Zhang Feng asked, his expression becoming more painful and self-blaming, anyway it was very complicated.

Sharapova was puzzled, how did it come? What do you say? Didn’t you give birth to your son? How else can I come?

"Aren't you and your wife Yun Qian born?" Sharapova asked rhetorically.

Zhang Feng took a puff of cigarette and said in a deep voice, "It was born by Yun Qian, but it was not by me, but through a test tube!"

Having said this, Zhang Feng took another puff of cigarette, and then said: "I didn't want to tell you this. No one knows about this. Please don't tell anyone!"

"Why use test tubes? Is there any problem?"

Zhang Feng found that Sharapova's mind couldn't be too simple. There must be a problem. Still need to ask?

But Sharapova still asked.

"Why do you have to let me say it, such a shameful and humiliating thing!" Zhang Feng's expression became even more painful, almost distorted.

But when Sharapova blamed herself for speaking, Zhang Feng said: "You can't get up!"

"Eh? What?" Sharapova couldn't understand for a while.

Zhang Feng looked down, closing his eyes was very painful, and the dignity of a man was gone.

Now Sharapova finally understood. She couldn't believe that such a powerful man had a hidden disease, and it was still such a hidden disease, which is really unexpected.

As he said, it is the most basic dignity of a man.

At this moment Sharapova didn't know what to say. Sharapova thought that he had been indifferent to herself before, and even kicked herself out of bed that night.

And yesterday he rubbed his body to save himself.

These are enough to prove that he does have a hidden illness in that area.

"So, then, haven't you seen a doctor?" Sharapova asked quietly.

This was an unexpected and worst thing for her. She thought that if she were to be with Zhang Feng in the future, she would be a living widow.

Zhang Feng said: "This is an injury, not a disease. In a battle many years ago, I was injured by enemy bombs and shrapnel. It cannot be cured!"

"It turned out to be so!!"

Now Sharapova understood, something very glorious.

There are many wounds and gunshot wounds on his body, which fascinated Sharapova.

The scar is a man's medal, and Zhang Feng's body is full of medals.

In order to conceal his inability, he trained hard to become a strong man in the eyes of others, and gained the respect of everyone and a huge aura. Only when it was time at night did he feel like this.

This is so pathetic.

Sharapova can feel it!

So how should she choose, or continue to be with Zhang Feng?

No, she must be with Zhang Feng, as long as she can be with him, anything will do.

What does this care about?

Sharapova strengthened her belief, so she said: "Feng, I don't care, I don't care if you can't!"

"Are you humiliating me?" Zhang Feng looked up at her.

His eyes were blood red, very sad, and he wanted to eat people.

Sharapova was frightened and quickly said: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I just don't care when I finish talking, I just want to be with you!"

"Hmph, get out, get out of here, don't have to pity me, get out of me..."

Zhang Feng yelled hysterically, with intense pain, Sharapova cried all of a sudden, but she still wanted to comfort Zhang Feng by going up to hug him.

But how can Zhang Feng give her a hug? She slapped Sharapova in the face with a slap, and went crazy, yelling, "Go, go!"

"Woo..."

Sharapova hid her face like a little girl and went out crying.