Good Wishes

A good baby who doesn't know the world × a disabled man who restrains himself and restores etiquette Marriage comes first and love comes next｜Old house on fire｜Warmth heals - Ruan Jiayi, who lives in seclusion in the mountains and remains aloof from the world, Liang Heshen, who dominates the business world and is surrounded by stars, Two unrelated people are bound by a marriage contract. But Yunni is different, the marriage certificate is just a piece of waste paper. Something unexpected happened and Liang Heshen accidentally lost his legs. The Ruan family called the Liang family and asked about the marriage agreement. At that time, Liang Heshen had just come out of the rescue room. His face was as white as paper, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was looking at the ceiling with pale eyes. His wrists were wrapped in large bandages - indicating his uselessness and embarrassment in his desperate attempt to die. When his father hung up the phone, Liang Heshen's dead eyes came to life, and a sarcastic voice escaped from his cracked throat: "Madman." He is thirty, Jiayi is eighteen. He was still half a person before, but now he is not even half a person anymore. - One day when I am not even half a human being. Liang Heshen was reviewing emails in the study as usual. Jiayi stepped on the snow-white carpet with bare feet and quietly walked up to him: "Liang Heshen, what is this?" The person named by name glanced at the document she was holding indifferently, looked at it for a moment, and then lowered her eyes guiltily: "Isn't it written? Will." Jiayi's eyes turned red and her lips curled upwards. Kill me. Liang Heshen closed the computer and waved: "Come here." Jiayi was very obedient. Even though she was crying, she still walked towards him unswervingly. Liang Heshen stretched out his hand to hook her: "Come closer." "Be good." His voice was so gentle that it made people lose their resistance. ——The steps moved over involuntarily. Liang Heshen raised his hand, wrapped his arms around the soft waist, took her into his arms, and took away the documents in her hand. A mellow voice pressed against my ear: "Jiayi." Jiayi said "hmm" in a cry-like voice. "Jiayi." Liang Heshen called her again, his tone was very soft. "... Huh?" Jiayi looked into his eyes with confusion. The moisture, like rain on a muddy ground, stirred up ripples in her heart. Bright, like a star in amber, twinkling points of light, illuminating her path over and over again. Liang He smiled deeply, quietly put one hand into the hem of his skirt, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Jiayi." Jiayi surrendered: "... Uncle Shi." Liang He held the back of her head deeply and pressed it down gently, with their foreheads pressed tightly against each other. The hot breath dyed the morning and evening lines outside the window red, He lowered his head in the endless glow: "I was wrong." - She is willful, reckless, and full of tricks, She is innocent, sweet and does whatever she wants. He held her carefully, letting her bloom in the sunshine forever. Food Guide 1. The male protagonist has a disabled leg. The left calf was amputated below the knee and the right thigh was amputated above the knee. 2. Jiayi is very well-behaved, a little rebellious, and will grow up. She is not a big heroine! 3. SC+HE, politely reject any party control. 4. The novel is completely fictitious. The country, place, and characters are all fictitious. Emotions come first. It does not contain any insinuations and is not related to any reality! 5. Realists who are not suitable for the above-mentioned articles should retreat quickly! Copywriting 2024.11.28 Archived Apologies After careful consideration, I finally decided to change the name of the heroine. I apologize to the readers who have always supported me, respected me, and comforted me. I persisted for so long, thinking that everything would be fine with a clear conscience. However, the infamy on the Internet has reached the point where I can't bear it. I feel wronged and painful... In the final analysis, I am just an ordinary and vulgar ordinary person, and my story is just an ordinary and vulgar ordinary story. It is impossible for me to live without the Internet. However, the name "Mei Bao" has made me unreasonably called "unhuman", "not human", "underage", "boy mother", "nu nympho" and so on... I have a clear conscience, but my clear conscience is meaningless. I overestimated my psychological endurance, so I chose to end it all. Let me reiterate, I love my heroine, and I named her Meibao precisely because I love her. I simply think that her character is very suitable for terms like sister and baby. My mistake is that I do not understand the minefield of the market enough and do not know that the word "Meibao" cannot be used in naming, but I have never had the idea of ​​​​insulting a woman. People who scold me because of a name are untenable. Although "Mei Bao" is not a heroine, she is definitely not a person who is dependent on others. However, they don't read the text. They just open their mouths to scold. It is impossible for me to prove myself repeatedly, and no one cares about my self-proof. I can only fight for a clean land for myself in the most clumsy and humble way, and apologize again. In addition, changing the name is a big project, and every chapter will be involved. In recent days, the text may be locked or locked due to the major changes in the full text. Please forgive me. ————Pre-collection dividing line———— The novel "Stealing a Kiss of Light" has been published Copywriting Tough and calm mountain girl × Huaijin holds Yu's steady uncle Fake brother and sister｜Redemption｜Age difference - Ruan Jiayu's life is in a mess, with only superficial wealth and glory. After a failed marriage, my grandfather believed in the Feng Shui master's words and took back a girl with six fingers who had a rough fate. She came because of him, she called him brother, and taking care of her became his responsibility and obligation. He watched her grow from skinny to tall and graceful, and he watched her grow from submissive to perverse and rebellious. The sun shines on her body so warmly and frankly, she changes from a dead leaf in winter to the brightness of summer. But he could only stop where he was, watching her step by step, further and further away. - On the first New Year after escaping from the mountains, Du Jianing was in France. There are no fireworks this New Year, just a bouquet of purple irises tied with delicate and beautiful wrapping paper, with a lace bow at the tail. He said: "I didn't buy fireworks, so I bought flowers." Jianing asked: "Why iris?" He explained: "The iris symbolizes faith, hope, wisdom, courage... In short, it is very beautiful and suits you well." Jianing lowered his eyes and said in a moist voice: "Then why just now..." "Brother will always be brother." Ruan Jiayu interrupted her, raised his hand, and rubbed the top of her hair gently and restrainedly, "So don't worry..." The gentle tone is like bright goose yellow, and the firm words are like rich purple, which constitute the bouquet of iris in his arms and the promise he slowly said. The flowering period of iris is very short, its spring is fleeting, and the fireworks disappear in a snap, but at least they have expressed themselves. Jianing had no chance. But he probably doesn't know that iris also has a flower language: the whisper of the underworld. Jianing knew that she had never been a good person. She was an evil spirit that escaped from hell, a mold that grew from rotten wood, and an ant that crawled out of the sewer... A look and a hug are enough for her to covet her for a lifetime and do whatever it takes. -------------------------- Pre-collection article "Sinking into Silence" Copywriting Gentle and affectionate deaf baby × dark-minded, paranoid, love-hungry boss Marriage first, love later｜Age difference｜Marriage redemption｜Weiwei wallpaper - The fog is so thick this night that you can't even see the moon in the sky. There was a crack in the bedroom door, and the man came in very gently. The light stretched his slender shadow even longer, lightly covering Jiang Ting's anxious eyes. After a while, water mist in the bathroom leaked from the crack in the door, which was facing the floor-length mirror. Amidst the white mist, the clean water flows down the muscle mass, like a landscape painting. Jiang Ting looked away shyly. Moist and heavy body temperature quickly surged into his side, and Jiang Ting saw his lips touch. He moved closer, the hard bones of his arms wrapped around the back of her neck, and his broad palms gently pressed her belly. When the love was intense, he clamped his calloused jaws on her hand and pressed it against her throat. Jiang Ting saw him turning his lips: shout out if it hurts, shout out if it feels good. ——Not sure, let's check again? Jiang Ting stared closely at his lips, which were narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. They were very beautiful and wanted to kiss them. ——But no. When it was over, he was lying on her body like a lion, panting, and the hot wind blew against her ears. He is talking. What was said, she couldn't hear. He kissed her earlobe tenderly and then kissed her neck. After three years of marriage, he kissed her everywhere except her lips. Jiang Ting knew that he was a substitute and he only had to bear it, not ask for it. - Walking to the flower shop at the foot of the mountain, Jian Huaizhen thought of the roses on the table. It is always a clear pink, always a perfect flower, with a gentle texture that never fades. He thought it was fake until he raised his hand to pluck off a petal, pinched it on his fingertips and kneaded out a thin layer of juice. He raised his eyes again and met his wife's eyes that were as distant and bright as stars. Right now, his wife was facing the light and standing at the door of the flower shop with her back to him. The wall full of roses made her sparkle and white. The shopkeeper was a handsome young man. He tied a flower for her with kraft paper and lace. Jiang Ting told him in sign language: Just put it in a vase when you get home, so there is no need to bother. The man replied in sign language: The flower branches still have remaining thorns, which are beautiful, safe, and more suitable for you. Jiang Ting smiled gently and thanked him. Jian Huaizhen lowered his eyelashes, straightened his cuffs carelessly, and played with the blue gem button. But there was a sudden uncontrollable restlessness in her heart, and her eyes secretly peeked at her red lips from a distance—— After three years of marriage, he dared to touch her anywhere, even her toes, but not her lips. He knew full well that she was not the one who should marry him. His princess should have belonged to the prince who was surrounded by stars, not the lone ant like him. - "I like that you are silent, as if you are far away. You sound like you are lamenting, a butterfly mourning like a dove. " ——Listen to Neruda's "I Like That You Are Silent" Later, Jian Huaizhen added another sentence: "Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring, You are like the night, with loneliness and stars. " Food Guide 1. Sour and sweet cookies, age difference is 8 years, SC+HE, politely refuse to accuse the party 2. Listening to yourself is not mute, but you are prelingually deaf, so you can't speak. You are willing to marry someone else. Uncle Jian only likes to listen to listening from beginning to end. 3. The male protagonist is not a good man, he has a rough life experience, he is ruthless and ruthless, and he has real feelings and interests when marrying a wife. 4. There is pregnancy and dumplings, which are the little awls that break the ice between the two of them (please be sure to distinguish between fiction and reality) ——""Both sentences are taken from Neruda's "I Like That You Are Silent" Intention: Go forward bravely, there will always be surprises