Ye Zhen used to be innocent and innocent, like the peach blossoms blooming in March. She always thought that no matter she encountered rain, snow or ice, Zhuo Zhuo would warm her, but she ignored that he would also burn her.
Today's Ye Zhen is steady and intellectual, like a rose with thorns in May, and like a proud plum blossom in the twelfth lunar month. Zhuo Zhuo wanted to get close to her, but he couldn't remove the thorns on her body; he wanted to warm her, but he couldn't make her arrogance become reserved.
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Many years ago, Ye Zhen was like brown candy, pestering Zhuo Zhuo almost every day: "Brother Zhuo, let's go on a date today."
Zhuo Zhuo: "Sorry, I have to work overtime tonight."
Later, Ye Zhen looked cute and cute again, "Hubby, we haven't kissed for a long time."
Zhuo Zhuo: "..."
Ye Zhen: "While there is no one around now, hurry up and have a deep French kiss."
Zhuo Zhuo: "Be more reserved!"
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Many years later.
Ye Zhen, who had just returned home from get off work, was so tired that she lay down on the sofa. Her slender white legs were looming under her gauze skirt. When someone saw her, she pressed her under her and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Baby, I miss you..."
A certain little boy came out of the room and saw this scene. Xiao Naoyin shouted: "Zhuo Zhuo! Gang gang!"
Ye Zhen stretched out her hand and pushed the person on her away fiercely, "Get away!"
Someone is heartbroken because his son disobeys and his wife doesn't care!