[Ancient sayings about sadomasochism·Contrast counter attack·Chasing the crematorium of wife] Seven years ago he said I was wishful thinking, and on the wedding night he said he was tired. I put on a cool shirt, and he locked himself in the second bedroom: "Song late Qing Dynasty, melons that are twisted are not sweet." I gritted my teeth: "Just quench my thirst!" On the third day, he ran away. Later, I threw him a piece of paper and Li Shu, but he picked me up on his shoulders and threw me on the bed. I trembled and tried to stop him with his words, but he lowered his head and kissed me: "You won't know until you taste it whether it's sweet or not."
[Ancient sayings about sadomasochism·Contrast counter attack·Chasing the crematorium of wife] Seven years ago he said I was wishful thinking, and on the wedding night he said he was tired. I put on a cool shirt, and he locked himself in the second bedroom: "Song late Qing Dynasty, melons that are twisted are not sweet." I gritted my teeth: "Just quench my thirst!" On the third day, he ran away. Later, I threw him a piece of paper and Li Shu, but he picked me up on his shoulders and threw me on the bed. I trembled and tried to stop him with his words, but he lowered his head and kissed me: "You won't know until you taste it whether it's sweet or not."
[Ancient sayings about sadomasochism·Contrast counter attack·Chasing the crematorium of wife] Seven years ago he said I was wishful thinking, and on the wedding night he said he was tired. I put on a cool shirt, and he locked himself in the second bedroom: "Song late Qing Dynasty, melons that are twisted are not sweet." I gritted my teeth: "Just quench my thirst!" On the third day, he ran away. Later, I threw him a piece of paper and Li Shu, but he picked me up on his shoulders and threw me on the bed. I trembled and tried to stop him with his words, but he lowered his head and kissed me: "You won't know until you taste it whether it's sweet or not."
[Ancient sayings about sadomasochism·Contrast counter attack·Chasing the crematorium of wife] Seven years ago he said I was wishful thinking, and on the wedding night he said he was tired. I put on a cool shirt, and he locked himself in the second bedroom: "Song late Qing Dynasty, melons that are twisted are not sweet." I gritted my teeth: "Just quench my thirst!" On the third day, he ran away. Later, I threw him a piece of paper and Li Shu, but he picked me up on his shoulders and threw me on the bed. I trembled and tried to stop him with his words, but he lowered his head and kissed me: "You won't know until you taste it whether it's sweet or not."