Is This Wrong?

Lin Yu was laid off and went home, so she found a nursing home and began to lie down. He is very satisfied with not having to involute from 9 to 5. But Lin's mother felt that this was not possible and that she had to complete the important task of finding a partner in life, so she asked someone to arrange a blind date for him. The blind date is 1.9 Meters tall, handsome and well-qualified, handsome and tall, gentle and gentle. He can send flowers for romance when he comes in, and he can cook and take care of others when he leaves. He is the perfect choice for a virtuous husband. The other party performed impeccably, and Lin Yu also thought it was very good. - Lin Yu once accidentally discovered that he had a special ability. As long as the other person eats the food he feeds, he can briefly hear the person's voice. But this ability is better than nothing and is almost useless. After all, who is a social adult who has nothing to do to feed others? ? ? ? So much so that Lin Yu himself forgot that he still had such an ability. - My boyfriend and I have evolved into the stage of preparing for marriage, and the other party is still polite and does not break the rules. Intimate actions will be preceded by inquiries, and kissing will be done as soon as possible. Lin Yu always thought that the other party should be similar to him, and that getting married was to complete a mission. Until one date, the two of them were in a hurry to go to a movie. Lin Yu handed over the last potato wedge, and the other party ate it with his hand. I really want to bite. Lin Yu's whole body trembled when a low and hoarse voice came. He stood up straight and looked left and right, worried that there were dangerous people around him. [Xiaoyu, my, my Xiaoyu. So cute. Lin Yu suddenly realized something, slowly raised his head and looked across. The fiancé curled his lips and helped him get the Coke like a gentleman: "It's time for us to go, Xiaoyu, do you want to hold hands?" At the same time, the voice sounded again: Fuck you to death. Lin Yu:. Lin Yu:? ? ? ? ? Right? This voice is not my fiancé's, right? ? - One day a long time later, the man ended his morning kiss and happily got up to make breakfast and go to work. And Lin Yu was lying on the bed, motionless, her back hurt even when she breathed. Well, that voice was indeed his fiancé's. Oh no, it's my husband now. Copywritten on 2025/1/16 Intention: Work honestly and be honest