Therefore, if he has someone he likes outside like Zhou Honglin and thinks it is his true love, she doesn’t want to make a fuss, breaks up peacefully, and fulfills him.
It’s not that she can’t live without a man, she can still live happily without him.
Zhan Yin bit her face, which hurt her a little.
“Tongtong, my heart is very small. I can only pretend to be you. In this life, I will never fall in love with a woman other than you.”
“You don’t have to put too much pressure on yourself. Others are not me. How do you know whether I am happy or not when I am with you? Marriage is like drinking water. You know whether you are warm or not. Others think you are not good enough for me, but I think you are good enough.” Just match.”
While talking, Zhan Yin blocked her lips, and after tangling with her, he picked her up and went back to their room.
It was a night of passion.
The next day, the sun rose in the east, and it was a new day.
When Zhan Yin woke up, he habitually touched his side, but didn’t touch anyone, Hai Tong got up before him.
He sat up, looked at the pillow beside him, and muttered, “Last night, I was tired of shouting and begging for mercy, but today I got up earlier than me, and I lied to me again.”
During the day, both husband and wife have their own things to be busy with.
He just spared her.
If it was a weekend, he would always have a full meal before letting her go.
Sliding off the bed, Zhan Yin wanted to open the curtains, but saw an envelope on the bedside table, took the envelope, and took out a piece of paper from it.
“Love Letter” was written on the very top of the paper.
Zhan Yin laughed immediately.
Haitong doesn’t know how to write love letters, her love letters are copied poems.
Regardless of whether it is suitable or not, she felt that the poems were related to love, so she copied them all, made them into a hodgepodge, and handed them to him.
Seeing him dumbfounded.
However, this time the love letter did not copy poetry, but wrote: “Zhan Yin, I love you like a mouse loves rice.”
Just one word.
At least it was her most sincere feeling.
It is better than the beautiful poems she copied.
There are words on the back of the letter paper.
He turned over to look.
It read: “I’m out for a morning run, we’ll have breakfast later.”
In a happy mood, Zhan Yin folded the letter paper and stuffed it back into the envelope, then opened the drawer and put the love letter in the drawer.
He got up, walked to the window, opened the heavy curtains, and the sun shone in in an instant.
In summer, the morning sun can make people feel dazzling.
After the hot summer, cool autumn will be ushered in, and it is also the day when he and Haitong hold their wedding.