Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Grandma, I'm an outsider. I know I shouldn't meddle. If I understand, Si Yeqing won't thank me more. But if there's any problem in the middle, maybe I'll throw all the mess on my head. But I decided to meddle. You don't have to tell me anything else. Just say, do you know where Feng ChuChu is now "Where?" it's a truth that you have to tie the bell to get rid of the bell. Su CuO just wants to find the wind and return everything to the place where it didn't happen.

Hearing the name of Feng ChuChu, Xu Xiuqing also coughed twice. Housekeeper Li hurried forward, patted her on the back and shook her head at Su Cuo.

"The girl left with a broken heart. Even I didn't get any news. If I knew, do you think I would be here? I would definitely go to find the girl." Xu Xiuqing said, and the little flame in Su CuO's heart immediately went out. Yes, among them, who doesn't know Xu Xiuqing's love for the wind? It seems that he thinks in the wrong direction.

Lin Zixiang, maybe he knows something from the Lin family.

Didn't I hear that Lin Zixiang has a sister? If you let her know that Lin Zixiang is following the trend outside, will she be able to get more information? Su CuO narrowed his eyes and calculated in his heart like a fox, "grandma, I have something to do. Let's go first. Next time I'll tie the boy Si Yeqing back to you and see more of you!" Su CuO left the old house in a hurry without looking back.

"What can I do about these things? Lao Li, do you think I'm old? I don't want to care at all!" Xu Xiuqing closed her eyes, rubbed her temples with a headache, shook her head, took a deep breath, pushed her wheelchair and returned to the room. Some people will be like dying people after experiencing some things. They don't have a little hope and fantasy in their hearts. Every day is like repeating the previous days, just fooling around.

In fact, many young people say that people have died at the age of 20. What survives and continues to repeat life is just a body. When people understand, it's too late. Looking at themselves in the mirror, there are few things they can do. Even people like Si Yeqing and Su CuO are just facing the same thing. They are all people.

In the coastal city, Han Tiantian jumped up and down in the room, staring at the windy wardrobe like a living treasure, saying: "Sister ChuChu, I used to like your dressing style, especially the goddess! Sister Jingjing, don't look at me, I also envy you. You two seem to be particularly excellent and rich. I'm the only one who wears the same clothes as students every day to do internships. People in the company will only let me do some basic chores when they see me. I feel good about myself It's no use! "

"You don't know how much sister Jing and I envy you."

In the kitchen, Feng ChuChu, who was busy, looked back at Han Tiantian dragging her chin. She was really wronged and couldn't help laughing softly. After this sentence, Jing Jing nodded in cooperation, "You young girls now always have a feeling of worrying about giving new words. You don't realize the cruelty of life, so you can still wear such pink clothes and go out to buy a dessert for a long time, but what about us?"

"If we wear pink and tender clothes, when we go out, people will point at the joke of the backbone and say that the old aunt pretends to be tender. We can buy all the desserts in the dessert shop, but we don't dare to eat any more!" Jing Jing looks down at the boiled vegetables in the pot, "We now have to calculate every day how much we eat to maintain a perfect body shape, how much carbohydrates and sugar we need to quit, so that we can maintain our young skin state and appearance, and spend a little more time."

However, Han Tiantian doesn't have to think about these. Even if he wakes up the next day and has a red acne on his face, he can convince himself that it is acne and a symbol of youth. "You don't know how much I envy you with your clear sister." Feng ChuChu and Jing Jing look at each other, and there is a bit of bitterness in their smile, "People always envy those things they don't have. When they lose them, they will find that they have owned them..." but when they hold them in their hands, they won't cherish them at all.

"Some time ago, we quarreled with our boyfriend. He said that his boyfriend didn't care about her at all."

Jing Jing half joked. Feng ChuChu also cooperated very well and asked in a high pitched tone, "what's the matter?"

"At that time, I was crying with a runny nose and a handful of tears." Jing Jing smiled at Han Tiantian, whose face was red at the moment, as if he had exposed his little secret, and didn't know where to hide. Jing Jing looked at the boiling vegetables in the pot and said in a low voice for a moment: "At that time, she didn't know how much I admired him. If I could let him come back, even if I didn't talk for a few days, I wouldn't complain."

Because it's good to know he's still there.

After knowing that Jing Jing is the author of emotional books, Feng ChuChu stayed up late to read her book for two days. He remembered one sentence very clearly, "People are often creatures who enjoy loneliness, but they will grow a feeling of fear of loneliness in their hearts. They just need someone who can share the happiness of life with themselves, who can talk when bored, and who can rely on in their hearts, even if the other person is an animal who can't talk. Just a heterosexual can meet people's more emotional needs , that's all. "

Yes, looking back at those lonely years, there is nothing. We are still alive normally. We are lively in the daytime and play all kinds of jokes with our friends. The only pain seems to be late at night. When everything is quiet and only ourselves, we will feel how good it would be to have a gentle arm around us at the moment.

"At first, when I got married, I slept in separate rooms, so these didn't exist at all."

Feng ChuChu thought of Si Yeqing's figure in her mind, which was already a little blurred. She closed her eyes to recall, but found that it was not very clear. This may be the magic of time. "What are you doing here? Han Tiantian will eat up later!" Jingjing pushed the wind clearly, as if she had been distracted for a long time.