🍀① Abuse article, I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. The female protagonist hated the male protagonist so much that she wanted to escape from the marriage at the beginning. It was not until the male protagonist left that the female protagonist realized that she had fallen in love with him🍀② After endless quarrels, the female protagonist still proposed breaking up, but she did not expect that the male protagonist, who had always disagreed with her in the past, actually agreed this time. The heroine finally realized that the hero's heart was really dead, and she regretted it.
🍀① Abuse article, I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. The female protagonist hated the male protagonist so much that she wanted to escape from the marriage at the beginning. It was not until the male protagonist left that the female protagonist realized that she had fallen in love with him🍀② After endless quarrels, the female protagonist still proposed breaking up, but she did not expect that the male protagonist, who had always disagreed with her in the past, actually agreed this time. The heroine finally realized that the hero's heart was really dead, and she regretted it.
After chasing her husband, she regrets it. The male protagonist is hurt by the female protagonist in various ways. After the male protagonist doesn't like to leave, the female protagonist regrets it in various ways. She chases her husband in the crematorium.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.
In three years of marriage, my wife has only let me touch her three times. Two of them were with clothes still on. Last night I wanted to hug her, but she said, "If you dare to touch me, I will sue you for marital assault." I asked her what if polygamy was allowed? She sneered: "I would rather be that person's nineteenth concubine than marry you." I stayed up all night and calmly drafted the divorce agreement the next day. She glanced at it and sneered: "Are you willing to do it?" I didn't say anything, just turned to the last page of the agreement - in the property division column, after her name, there were seven words: Clean up and leave the house, no objections. Her smile froze on her face.