Dear wife: please be gentle, president

"I know you' re still blaming me ... But I ..." Before ye yimo could say anything, fu qing fell into deep self-blame again. Her choked voice was as if she had suffered a huge grievance, which was akin to using a knife to gouge his heart out.

Ye yimo kissed her forehead." No, how could I blame you ... I' m blaming myself, why can' t I become the person you love?" "

"But the person I love is you ... I don' t care about anyone but you ..."

This sentence completely opened ye yimo's heart. Yes, what was he struggling for?

He was never lacking in women. He was delicate and cute and innocent. As long as he hooked his hand, he would have as many as he wanted. However, he just didn't want it. He just didn't like it, and he couldn't blame anyone else. It was only because he had been taken over by her in the first place.

It was only today that she realized that if he had only met her once, their fate would have stopped after they left the hospital. If they had not met again, then the rest of the story would not have happened.

It was true that the first glance of the day had made ye yimo feel a little strange and tender, but it was just that. After all, ye yimo was ye yimo and knew that if a relationship was too abrupt or too strong, it would not last long. There was something about being replaced and abandoned in the world.

He knew this too well, so he wouldn' t feel too tempted.

However, something bad happened and fate refused to let him go, so he let him meet her one night.

For the past three decades, he has never regretted it, because it was enough to kill. Even if there are occasional, but also can light a smile, the life creed that ye yimo believes is very simple: is a man do not regret!

However, this time, he regretted it.

He wanted to push her away with one hand to make her happy, but it was not.

Because of a short sentence, he regretted it. There was only one payment in this world. If he really let go, there would never be another river without a shortage.

Ye yimo tilted his head and looked at fu qing.everything beautiful in the world was in his arms and he did not know it at all.

Suddenly, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her closer to him. He leaned over and fiercely steadied her cherry lips. Ye yiyi pressed down on fu qing with half of his body and kissed him fiercely.

Moonlight gradually fell to the west, time quietly walk, silently witness the beginning of a love.

Paid for the night without sleep.

There was always someone on top of her.

He called her name. Over and over, he called her" xiao qing."

At this moment, she did not feel anything. It was true that she had made up her mind to entrust the person for the rest of her life.

Fu qing raised his head, unable to find any support point.

She could only see a vague silhouette, so dazed, as if she was immersed in a layer of water. It was as if the horizon of the world was moving slowly in front of them.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and called out a name," ye yimo ...