I'll Be About You for the Rest of My Life

Excerpt 1: Dr. K and I were classmates in junior high school. After the high school entrance examination, we both went to different high schools, but his school was not very far from mine. At that time, Dr. K was like an ordinary friend to me. He was polite and polite to me. He seemed distant but approachable. In the words of their classmates, they are other people's children who are very well-behaved and have good grades. Compared to me, I was very partial to subjects, and my grades in science were a mess. Fortunately, I chose liberal arts in my first year of high school. After the final results of the college entrance examination came out, I chose to apply for a normal university. We kept in touch throughout the three years of high school. During our senior year, we were pressed for time and only had half a day off on weekends. Sometimes I would rest in the dormitory or go shopping with my roommates. I would also secretly go to Dr. K's school by myself to see him. We were not together during high school. Later, after the college entrance examination, Mr. K often asked me out, and we naturally became together. I think it can be described as a matter of course... Fragment two: Two years after my marriage, I graduated from graduate school. In addition to having classes from Monday to Friday, I also have to teach students on Saturday afternoons, because at that time I was teaching the graduating class, and Dr. K would take the initiative to send me to school when he had a day off. After school was over, he would pick me up from get off work and then we would go to a barbecue restaurant to eat barbecue. I like to sit by the window, eating the meat that Dr. K roasted for me, and looking at the night view outside the window will make me feel wonderful. "Brother, will you roast a fat beef for me?" The drama spirit is possessed. The waitress next to me was serving food to me. Her hand movements paused, and her expression was also in a daze. But Mr. K was used to it and was not affected at all. He continued to grill me the meat calmly. A man without interest. Not interesting! Afterwards, I asked Mr. K why he didn't cooperate with me at that time. He said: "You will always be my wife, not my sister." "..." I refused to accept it: "Don't take it seriously, it's just a little fun between husband and wife. Don't you like it?" The next second, Mr. K turned his head and leaned close to my ear: "You can stay in bed and scream." Me:? ? ? I pushed this stinky bastard away and angrily got up and went back to the room. Later, Mr. K told me that we had been married for several years, but I was still so ungrateful, blushed easily, and was so angry that I didn't want to communicate with him for several days. *This article mainly talks about daily life after marriage, 1v1, sweet and sweet to your heart, Ming Lian article ＊It looks polite, cold and abstinent, but is actually a wolf in sheep's clothing. * Mainly involves medical workers, education work, teaching and educating people *This article has a prototype, but it is mixed with a little bit of personal selfishness. I hope everyone will like it. If there is anything that is not well written, please give me polite advice. Thank you, thank you, thank you! ! ! Finally, I hope you all enjoyed reading the article Mission: I hope every girl can marry the ideal love