Make love first, the president's gossip wife

The base color of the study on the third floor was calm and steady, and the sunshine in June outside the window was warm and bright. Pei Jincheng sat on the ground and slowly turned sideways to lean against the closed bookcase door next to him.

He put the box on his lap, carefully put the hair-sealed bag back into the box, closed the box again, and tied the bow back to its original shape.

After tying it for a long time, thinking about the knot carefully, it was finally tied to his satisfaction.

Pick up the box, hold it in the air, and take a closer look. The background color is light coffee, but the little pink hearts are drawn with thin white edges, making the box look lively and lovely.

When Chu Chu woke up, he always felt that Shen Xuan was sometimes too arrogant, serious, uninteresting, and not like a woman.

When he went to Haicheng later, he found that the furnishings of her room were actually very similar to a girl's boudoir.

This box is the same, it is obviously the base color of coffee, but it has such a cute embellishment, she packed it like this, she must have chosen the color she likes.

When the corners of his mouth were about to curl up, his lips were trembling all the time. This time he was not busy at all, carefully and expectantly, he unwrapped the silk ribbon like unwrapping a precious gift, and smiled to see His gift.

"On March 10, 3, my haircut skills got better and better, and I gave Jin Cheng's hair a maintenance today."

"April 10, 4, after I cut my hair today, I made a fruit mask for Jincheng."

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"On May 12, 5, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that Jin Cheng woke up and hated my haircut. I was very happy."

"On June 12th, 6, there is a high-level meeting today, but it is more important to cut Jincheng's hair, so be late if you are late."

"On July 12, 7, Jin Cheng's head was placed on my lap. He is so thin now, and he feels so distressed that he wants to cry."

The colorful post-it notes are written in smooth and powerful regular script. He has to touch every word under his fingertips several times. He wants to take a blade and engrave these words, but those blades are perfect. The knife is carved on the wall of the heart.

"February 13, 2, I was really careless today. I scattered a lot of hair on the ground, and it took me a long time to collect it."

"March 13th, 3, grandpa came over today and praised me for taking good care of Jincheng. In fact, I hope he can take care of himself."

This is the last sealed bag.

Pei Jincheng arranges the hair, more than 30 bags, on the 9th of each month, never broken, the hair in each sealed bag is broken, very short, but the weight is about the same.

Before that, he had cut his hair for 26 years. Except for the brush made by Grandpa Taifa, he had never kept the others. He didn't even know that every time he cut his hair, he cut such a little bit.

How did she collect such short hair?

If it is scattered all over the ground, will you bend down and pick it up one by one?

He was suddenly afraid of knowing what happened in the past three years. He thought it was just a night of sleep, a long sleep, and his limbs seemed to have rust. But for more than three years, his wife has never had a rest. .

When I took the sealing tape, I found a piece of letterhead underneath, light yellow, very bright, dated April 13, 4.

"My husband woke up, and the doctor said he was fully recovered. It's great. He doesn't need me to cut his hair anymore. It's great. He can look at the mirror and do his own hair. He can get some pomade. You can grab it with your hands to make a shape.

It's great, he can drive himself to a high-end image design, let the top stylists there help him dye, perm, trim, and don't need me as a crappy barber anymore.

It's great, he can bluntly dislike the ugly haircut I gave him in the future, and I don't have to dream anymore, just hear him scold me for being ugly in my dream.

Great, my husband really woke up.

I will never have to record again.

There is no need to record any more in this life.

13 a.m. on November 4, 3

Pei's Shenxuan"

Pei's Shenxuan.

He looked at these words repeatedly, and she herself added her husband's surname before her name.

I still remember when she pressed on him, pulled his clothes roughly, and said that she wanted him to fulfill her husband's obligations, but when he refused to admit it, she stretched out her hand to open the bedside table and fished out the marriage certificate inside, "Crack "He slapped the bedside table with a loud voice, and said in an arrogant tone, "Mr. Pei Jincheng, look carefully, whose legal husband are you!"

She wrote it and my husband woke up.

She wrote, so good, my husband really woke up.

He finally couldn't help but choked up, "Mr. Pei Jincheng...is Miss Shen Xuan's legal...husband."

Tens of thousands of horses were galloping in his heart, he could only open his heart silently, let the iron hooves trample ferociously, the wall of his heart was shaken by the trampling, then it was broken, and then the pain was unbearable.

If he hadn't exerted great control, he would have crushed this piece of paper, and he was a beast to treat her like that after waking up.

After a while, he put the letter paper back in its original place, covered half of the box, tied it up again, sat against the bookshelf cabinet, bent his legs, put the box on his knees, then slowly bent down and hugged the bookcase. live.

What are you doing with these things?

What is she doing with these things?

His bent body trembled, and his uneven panting was choked. He sat on the ground, but he was reluctant to put the box of hair back to its original place. He secretly thought, these things should not be left to her. right?

If he can't take anything with him when he leaves this world, take them with him.

The sunlight outside the window slanted into the study and shone on his body, but the sunshine in June could not warm him because his blood was frozen.

Thinking about it now, it should have been like the letter she left last time, that winter, she shouldn't have come to G City, she shouldn't have known him, she shouldn't have had conflicts with him, and she shouldn't have carved such a deep image in his mind.

He still turned around and put the box back to its original place. There were some things that he didn't use very much in this bookshelf, but he tidied them up neatly. Maybe it was because the packed things were particularly easy to attract his attention at this time.

So when he found a small box tied with a bow, he instinctively reached out and took it out.

The pattern of this box is gray and dark, not as warm as the previous box. The dark gray cardboard box is tied with a dark coffee ribbon, which looks higher-grade, but dull.

If you compare the box to a person, the hair box looks like a young girl, and this small rectangular box looks like a young woman.Temperament changed from lively to mature.

Unzip the bow and open the box.

The purpose of entry is a black work notebook. This is a work notebook issued by Jincheng Holdings to high-level executives. There is no printing on the cover, but there is a logo of "Jincheng Holdings" on the metal surface of the book. There are male and female models of the book. The style of the cover has no binding, simple and simple.Women's is dark blue with white borders, which was required by the company's female management.

This book has a dark blue cover, with a white border around it. The heavy color is swept away by the white that jumps out, and it doesn't feel oppressive in an instant.

There are three notebooks in total, neatly stacked together.

The fingers covered the leather surface, it was very soft, it was real leather that was warm to the touch.

Taking out the top notebook and holding it in his hand, he was afraid to read it again.

He obviously wanted not to look at it, but his actions betrayed his determination, or his subconscious desire overcame his temporary weakness.

After rubbing the leather repeatedly, it finally opened.The introduction of Jincheng Holdings is still from a few years ago. Looking at the introduction of the corporate culture, the time limit is 09. There is an illusion as if it has passed away. Now the introduction on the work notebook has written the time to this year.

Turning another page is the calendar for 09.

The next page is Shen Xuan's smooth and powerful regular script. The full stop of her punctuation is always heavily drawn, like a polygon.

" 09/12/3 - weather - sunny

The wedding is over, and I finally have time to write a diary. From today on, I will seriously record the changes in Jincheng, and I must not find any excuses or reasons to be lazy.

When I wiped Jin Cheng's body today, I suddenly realized that he was having a hard time. How could a young master like him not take a good bath for such a long time?

Soaking in the hot pool, how comfortable it should be.

But I can't get him into the bathroom. He is my husband, and I can't let other people help me take off his clothes and cooperate to bathe him. If he finds out, he will definitely feel very hurt.

I am his wife and should retain his minimum dignity.

But I imagined myself too strong, my hand slipped, and I almost threw him to the ground.

I was so frightened that I went to the doctor quietly, not daring to say anything.Afraid of my mother-in-law scolding, although I know there is nothing wrong with my mother-in-law scolding, but I am still afraid, maybe I am not used to it, and I will get used to it in the future.

The doctor is very nice. After she came to see her, she said there was no serious problem. She said she would not tell others and would keep it secret for me. Thank you.

When the doctor left, I took Jincheng's hand and said sorry to him, not daring to cry too loudly, I was afraid that Zhong's mother would hear me, I was afraid that Zhong's mother would tell her mother-in-law that I had cried, and I was afraid of hearing her mother-in-law say that I cried for funerals .

I don't want to cry at all, I just can't hold back the tears, I think I'm only 22 years old, I still have time to be stronger, but I can't forgive myself for being so reckless today, fortunately he is fine. "

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" 09/12/4 - weather - sunny

The solid wood desk in the room is too heavy, I can only push it, and it takes a lot of effort. "

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09/12/10 - weather - light rain

The desk is pushed faster today, so I should have more strength.When I was giving Jin Cheng a massage today, I almost fell asleep, really. "

" 10/1/7 - weather - sunny

Today I finally moved the solid wood desk off the ground, from the bedroom to the living room, and then back to the bedroom for three rounds. After a month of training, my hands finally got stronger. Today I picked up Jincheng carefully, and my hands didn’t slip at all. He After sleeping for so long, I can finally take a good bath.

Put him into the bathtub filled with hot water, and while rubbing bubbles for him, ask him, "Jin Cheng, do you feel comfortable taking a bath?"

He was quiet, closed his eyes, and didn't answer me. I suddenly felt very sad and cried out of distress..."

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