(The first chapter is temporarily locked, but it does not affect the subsequent plot)
I have been married to my wife for a year. We have always treated each other as guests and never interfered with each other.
Our life is like a calm pool of stagnant water without any ripples.
My wife is a resolute and decisive CEO at work, which is completely different from her at home.
She was a complete loser in life, and I had to take care of her daily life, so I became a househusband who only revolved around my wife.
My wife is very warm to outsiders, but very cold to me.
Her passion for me only existed on the bed.
I felt strange about this, and even began to wonder, what did she see in me when she first married me? Is it my face?
My wife is always busy with work, so we seldom communicate. The most frequent communication is probably when we are "negative distance".
Only at this time can I feel my wife's attitude towards me.
Later, I vaguely realized that it was not me that my wife liked, but my body...
If that's the case, then I would be willing to do so, at least I would be of use to her...
*Female CEO×Male painter
Description:
1. Non-GB short story, narrated from the first-person perspective of the male protagonist
2. Marriage first, love later, slight abuse of men
3. There is no guarantee for the author's writing style, which is purely a primary school student's writing style and is a tonic.
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Concept: Love is a long process