Cheng Daixi has a husband that everyone admires. He is a decent man in a suit and leather tie, and he is gentle to others.
But Daixi knew that her husband didn't like her very much.
After getting married, Daixi was drunk in her husband's room. She couldn't help but call daddy to the man whose palm was enough to cover her face.
The next day, she was sent home, and her husband said goodbye with a smile.
She was already so disgusted.
Zong Shichang was hugged by his wife and called daddy.
For an old-fashioned man, it is indeed a bit tricky to deal with.
Zong Shichang frowned and endured, but still made a call.
Let's be honest, send the kid who misses his dad home for a visit.
As his wife's closest and most loving husband, he is the most benevolent and righteous husband.
Zong Shichang stood on the terrace for a long time, still thinking.
Would dad love her if he had him? Why can't it be raised well? Why do you love going home? Why can I be eaten or locked up if I disobey? Don't be mean, don't be mean, you can't bite, you can't hit, you can't teach, you can't yell, you can't help, you can't push away, you can't hurt, it will scare her, it will scare her, just eat her, my, my, my, her father will die, her father will die, my...
When did she finally know who the person who truly cared for her was? ! !
You little heartless thing, you have no conscience, you have no conscience! ! !
Zong Shichang's face twitched for a moment.
After making eye contact with his wife, the corners of his mouth gently curved into a standard arc.
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Daily:
Daixi: "He doesn't like me."
Husband: "Eat her, start with a kiss."
A man can only have one wife in his life, and Zong Shichang will turn into a ghost after his death. Beside Daixi, slowly inhale her fragrance, stuff Daixi into flesh and blood, put a shriveled heart in the hot steamer, let Daixi gasp and swell against him, chew her saliva slowly, swallow, taste Daixi from the inside out, Daixi, Daixi, breathe to me again...
Intention: Love should be done in moderation
