Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

"..." Someone still shook his head.

Xia Yi almost knelt down: "Then how do you know she's still a virgin?"

Zhan Yan coughed lightly, stretched out a finger, his eyes were a little dazed: "This afternoon... I tried this one."

"Pfft——" Wu Zegang, who hadn't spoken the whole time, squirted a sip of coffee onto the table without any mistakes. What's the matter with you, you're 'majestic' outside, why can't you even handle your own wife when you get home? Are you dying, come, find a place, buddy, take a look..."

"Get out...don't talk nonsense to me here." Zhan Yan cursed.

"Tsk tsk...you can't be messed up!" Xia Yi continued: "But then again, it's been two years, how long do you want to spend, I advise you, if you can get better, hurry up There are so many women in the world, why bother to fall in love with Little Daisy? Besides, you haven't received your marriage certificate yet, you can only live together at most, and you don't need to worry about any maintenance issues after marriage."

"Shut your mouth." Wu Zegang couldn't listen anymore, in order to save his friend's life, he quickly reached out and strangled his neck to stop his chattering mouth.

It was rare for Zhan Yan not to feel angry because of Xia Yi's words. He withdrew his gaze from afar, and his eyes fell on the constantly twisting Xia Yi, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I don't want to let go, I never thought about it." A deep hoarse voice escaped from his mouth.

Wu Zegang nodded: "I know."

"I always felt that she belonged to me and should belong to me. I didn't pay attention to those brats who surrounded her before. But ever since I heard other men's names from her mouth At that time, I was afraid, a kind of fear that I had never experienced before."

"Although I didn't make any mistakes at that time, I thought that as long as I took her first and took her as my own, then she wouldn't belong to any man. But until now, I realized that she never belonged to me at all. Me, every minute, every second, every bit of it, never belonged to me."

Zhan Yan sat on the sofa blankly, rubbing the base of his nose with a little tiredness, sadness and longing froze between his brows, his usually shining eyes dimmed.

"But until now, you don't intend to let her go, do you?" Wu Zegang asked.

"Yes, as long as she is my Zhanyan's wife, she can't belong to any man, whether she loves me or not, as long as we don't divorce, she will always belong to me alone."

After the firm and domineering words were finished, Zhan Yan fell into silence again, fiddled with the cold coffee with downcast eyes.

Over the years, he and she have played the affectionate and loving side in front of their mother, but on the outside, he is flirtatious and indifferent.

But only I know that the heart that has never been pryed by others has long been blocked by fleeting years. No matter whether it is a piece of dust or a bright spring, or even the one-man show that continues this marriage forever, the key there is always there. Only Yi Xiao was alone.

Helpless, no matter how perfect I cover up or how ruthless I pretend, I can't escape the sense of loss that can't fade for a long time when she said that she doesn't love him...

Xia Yi used all his strength to break free from Wu Zegang's wrist, gasped for breath, and shouted: