Wife, Forgive Me for Being Late

The first time we met, we were strangers to each other. The second time they met, they felt a sense of sympathy for each other. Later she became a special sight in the school. But he has always been everyone's image of a noble son. One day, his good brother asked him, "What do you think can be used to describe it in your heart?" He looked at his brother, turned and walked away. His brother thought he couldn't say it, but then two words floated out, "oxygen". Snippet Early in the morning, Di thought she couldn't wash up properly because she was being pestered by Duan Yi. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and yelled angrily: "Duan Yi, you are just a scoundrel in the market. What a noble man you are. You are nothing more than a piece of shit." Duan Yi didn't care what his wife said. The right thing to do now was to pester his wife and not let her go out. He asked his wife to leave him early in the morning to meet his senior brother. Thinking about it, he felt unhappy. He would never admit that he was jealous, and then he stuck to Di thought like a dog-skin plaster. Di thought looked at the hands wrapped around his waist, grabbed them, threw them over his shoulders, and fell on the two-meter big bed in the room with a bang. He blew the few hairs that blocked his eyes, clapped his hands, turned around and walked into the dressing room to pack his things and get ready to go out. Compared to falling on the floor, falling on the mattress also made his eyes flash with stars. Before Duan Yi's dizziness was over, his wife was ready to go out. He could only lament: "Honey, I'm injured. It's a serious internal injury. Why don't you come and touch me." The only answer he received was the sound of the door closing in the room. He asked her why she didn't just fall to the floor. Di thought she rolled her eyes. The floor was so hard. If she really fell to the floor, she would feel bad, right? Introduction to incompetence