Wife, I confess: The president forced marriage

"You're out of your ears."

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"Don't want to go?" Shi Ying stared slightly.

Originally planned to take her out for a walk a few days ago, to adjust to the state of being like an old couple with no passion, it happened that this time I went to Canada to deal with some things, the time was loose, and I could walk around with him.

Jiajia grinned, grabbed his arm and almost screamed with excitement. [

"Of course I do. I don't have many classes recently. I have a lot of time. It doesn't matter how long I go." She put down the remote control, tilted her head and pursed her lips, thinking, "What do I want to bring?"

She stood up quickly: "I'll pack your things for you first, and I'll go home tomorrow morning to pack mine. Shi Yu, when are we going to leave tomorrow?"

Shi Ying chose to automatically ignore her excited smile, took off her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, gently opened the door to isolate her chattering noise from the bathroom, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously played with a smile.

"Stupid and naive nympho!"

……

The sky was still dark, and Huangfu Jiajia woke up from her sleep.

The thin and cool sea breeze squeezed in through the open slit of the window, and caressed her face, giving her a numb feeling.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and it took her 2 minutes to go through the whole process from falling asleep to waking up.One thing came to her mind belatedly.

Shi Yu said that she would not forgive her lightly for her drinking, but last night he seemed to have completely forgotten about it. When she packed up her things to go to Canada, he hugged her for a while and fell asleep.Hehe, suddenly a kind of fluke psychology lived in her mind.

She opened her eyes slightly, it was dark, and the only source of light was the light coming in from the window, there were goose yellow outdoor street lamps, a faint silvery white moonlight, and perhaps a trace of dim refracted light, they mixed into one A beam of light came in through the gap between the two curtains, casting a small area of ​​light on the carpet, and some of it fell on the silk quilt.

Jiajia raised her fingers and leaned towards her, a faint light shone on her hand, she smiled, and quietly separated her five fingers, the light was cut into four light bars and trapped between her four fingers.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the dark, she played with the aperture with great interest and became addicted to it.After about 20 minutes, she began to feel a little tired, so she turned over and looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person next to her, sitting on her usual favorite thing, stretching out her index finger to copy his Face.

From the Adam's apple, up little by little, caressing his thin lips, sliding along the bridge of his nose to his eyes, closing his eyes, carefully feeling every detail of his facial features through the sense of touch.

The rising sun slowly emerged a sliver of red glow from the end of the sea level. She leaned sweetly in his arms and thought wonderingly: She is so boring. Playing with his face can actually give birth to such a sweet feeling in his heart.

What exactly is happiness?

This human being has studied philosophy for thousands of years. She Huangfu Jiajia doesn't have so many brains to think about, but for her, when she wakes up early in the morning, such seemingly boring self-entertainment, snuggling up to that man In her arms is her greatest happiness.

She is not greedy, and her simple request is that she can enjoy the early morning self-entertainment that others may find so boring for the rest of her life.

That's right, it's a lifetime, not a day, not a period of time, not ten years, but until the gray hairs and fallen leaves return to their roots. [