Mr. Yandere, Please Stop.

Jiang Wanwan has reached the age of getting married and having children. She originally thought that she would be like most girls, having sex with her children when she was a young woman, and dancing in the square with her friends when she was old. But one day, a cheap husband suddenly appeared next to her, the kind with money and good looks. The longer she stayed with him, the deeper she became. Who let her covet his body? In order to avoid being doomed, Jiang Wanwan woke up in He Shengting's arms as usual early that morning, thought for a while and said, "Let's get a divorce." The man raised his hand, cupped the upper half of her face, and placed his naturally good voice in her ear: "You have to close your eyes when you talk in your sleep." ☆☆☆☆ Who else around you would stop us from being together? God or Buddha? Then I will kill gods when I meet them, and I will kill Buddhas when I meet Buddhas. Mrs. He, do you know that if we count from the first day when I had a crush on you, then our love history is very, very long.