"My husband, I found that you don't love me anymore. People say that marriage is the tomb of love. Sure enough, not long after we got married, you became cold to me. When you used to chase me, you would send me flowers every day. You would never hit me back or scold me. You would go out with you on the street. You only have eyes for me, and you don't even dare to look at other women. But now..." Chen Xiyan's alluring face was frowning, which made people feel bad. After hearing this, Han Muzhi's handsome face was covered with black lines. The woman was talking nonsense again, and her thin lips were slightly opened: "Oh? Is it possible that the lady is not satisfied with my husband's performance last night? It is really a sin for my husband. How about we relive last night." After saying this, he picked up Chen Xiyan and hugged her sideways. The corner of her mouth curled up with a nice curve, and her whole person was filled with an evil aura. The girl in her arms suddenly blushed with embarrassment and thought to herself: Her husband is so handsome, he can go to the hall, go to the kitchen, defeat gangsters, win over rich people, love his wife, and coax children. Fortunately, this man is from my family. "Thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The laughter was as clear and clear as a bell... Don't worry, the love story of this young couple is not over yet...