The screenwriter's wife of the president

She didn't bring anything, so she left with her schoolbag on her back.It was still the schoolbag she carried when she was in college.Jiang Jinrun felt heart-wrenching pain, he threw the divorce agreement into the trash can and ran out to chase her.He doesn't want to be separated from her, even if he bears all the pain by himself, he doesn't want to be separated from her.

A taxi happened to leave next to him, Jiang Jinrun hurried to chase after him, and after a long time, the taxi was forced to stop.But the person in the car was not Yuan Zixia.not her.He actually lost her selfishly.I promised her before that I would never let go of her hand.But he once again broke his promise to her.

Zixia lay sideways on the bed, staring at the dark sky outside the window in a daze.The tears in the corners of the eyes kept falling down.Wet the pillow and sheets.

Suddenly, a text message came from the phone.

Open it and see that it was sent by Jiang Jinrun.

Come out, I'm outside!
She ignored it and threw the phone aside.It's so late now, she doesn't believe that he will be outside!He must be enjoying himself with another woman now!The thought of him hugging another woman made her eyes hurt.

Suddenly the sky thundered and lightning flashed, and after a while, heavy rain fell down.The rain fell densely, soaking Jiang Jinrun's body in a short while, and his clothes were crumpled and stuck to his body.Wei An's back view makes people feel distressed at this time.

The rain was about to pour into his nose and mouth, his lips were pale and bloodless, and he shouted loudly: "Yuan Zixia, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Can you forgive me? Yuan Zixia, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I can't live without you, I can't live without you, Zixia, I love you..."

Zixia felt that she had an auditory hallucination, she turned over and closed her eyes.But the voices outside continued, not like auditory hallucinations.She stood up and walked to the window, raised the curtains, and saw Jiang Jinrun kneeling in the rain.

He was so pitiful now, as pitiful as she had been waiting all night for him to come back.

"Zixia, I love you, please forgive me? Sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, I am not angry with you, I am angry with me, I will never use this kind of cold violence against you again , Zixia, my wife..."

Hearing his last wife, tears burst down again.Flowing out like a flood.She opened the door and stood in the corridor with a huge black umbrella and looked at him, just looking at him like that.

"Zixia..." Jiang Jinrun looked at her in surprise, tears mixed with rain on his face.Looking at him like this, her heart seemed to be flowing non-stop.

"I saw you hugged another woman!" Her smile showed a trace of bitterness: "I don't know if something happened to you that shouldn't have happened."

"No! Nothing!" Jiang Jinrun said firmly, and then slapped himself hard: "If you don't believe me, can I slap my mouth a hundred times?" He raised his hand and kept hitting looking at his own face.

The left and right hands are alternating, and it seems that there is no sound in the whole world.All he could hear was his clapping.Zixia did not rush to stop him, but stood under the umbrella and watched quietly.There is no penalty for a man doing something wrong, and he will soon forget it.

What's more, it was Jiang Jinrun who wanted to punish himself this time.She doesn't interfere that much.It wasn't until the end that he counted a hundred times by himself before Zixia walked over holding an umbrella.Stand by his side.She didn't speak, just looked at him expressionlessly.

Jiang Jinrun stood up and happily shook her hand: "Thank you, wife!"

Seeing the red palm prints on his face, she was very distressed.It seemed that he really slapped every slap very hard.She still held back her tears, not wanting to cry anymore.She said softly, "Go in!"

I found the change of clothes that he had left at home and put them on the sofa. She said, "Go take a shower and change your clothes! Don't catch a cold!"

Feeling that Zixia was so indifferent to him, he was terrified.But she had turned and gone into the room.Jiang Jinrun took a quick shower and ran into the room.Seeing her lying sideways on the bed, he lifted the quilt and lay beside her.

At first he turned his back to her, but slowly he turned around and hugged her tightly in his arms.He hugged her tightly without saying anything.This familiar hug was almost gone.This familiar breath almost no longer belonged to him.

Zixia's tears couldn't help like a raging river, and couldn't stop.There was a burning sensation on his arm, and he knew it was her tears.Jiang Jinrun hurriedly got out of bed and knelt on the ground, and said firmly, "Honey, don't cry! I'm sorry, I was wrong! I'll kneel all night, can I kneel all night? Seeing you cry makes my heart break. I can't stand you crying..."

Zixia also got out of bed and threw herself in front of him and hugged him tightly: "I don't want to be separated from you, I'm so afraid to be separated from you..."

"We will never be separated, we will never be separated in this life..." He stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly, apologizing: "It's all my fault, she is her, you are you. Did her hatred transfer to you? It's all my fault..."

Jiang Jinrun held her face and wiped her tears earnestly. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.Then he moved to her lips, a gentle and slow kiss at first, he stared at her with burning eyes, and his breathing became more and more urgent.

Yuan Zixia's heartbeat also accelerated thumping, like a deer bumping wildly.She felt like she couldn't breathe.

Her back was pressed against the edge of the bed, and in front of her was his fiery breath and hot chest.His kiss gradually intensified, becoming domineering and savage, not allowing her to refuse at all, devouring all her sweetness and beauty.Almost, just almost, he lost her.She is no longer his wife.

All the pain and embarrassment disappeared at that moment.There was only deep thoughts and love in her eyes, and her heartache couldn't be more painful these two days.As if dying.

He gradually became gentle and slowed down his movements, no longer as domineering as before.He slowly experienced all the beauty of her.

The temperature in the room gradually increased, and it was like a fire cage for them.They embraced and slowly rolled onto the bed.

In the morning, the two woke up in the faint sunlight.His hand stroked her face lightly, his lips raised slightly.He knows he's done a lot of things wrong.She is his wife, no matter how angry she is, she can't act wildly on her.

His hand slowly moved to her belly, her belly was flat, not yet ready to show her bosom.Her hand suddenly stretched out and held his hand tightly, she turned her head and stared at him: "What's the hurry? It's still early!"

He smiled shyly, scratching his ears and cheeks in a very funny way.After a while, his expression became calm again. He grabbed her hand and kissed her palm, apologizing in a low voice: "My wife, I'm sorry. I'm really not human. I know you're pregnant and I still messed with you." Getting angry and making you cry, from now on I will bear the burden of hard work, be beaten and scolded, absolutely not a word of complaint!"

"Why are you so glib now?" Zixia pursed her lips in displeasure, and frowned slightly: "Who did you learn from? Where did Jiang Jinrun, who used to take the high-cold route, go? Why did he become a A funny guy?"

"What did you say?" Jiang Jinrun opened his eyes wide, stared at her fiercely, reached out and pinched her nostrils to keep her from venting his anger: "How can you say that your husband is funny? Isn't it true that I have become like this Those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black? Do you know that you have the greatest responsibility?"

Zixia narrowed her eyes and frowned: "Why did you have something to do with me again? I don't seem to have done anything! Please don't joke with me, please? Otherwise, I will beat you."

She raised her hand to hit him, but he didn't hide, just letting her fist land on his head.He looked at her sideways, with the corners of his mouth raised and unwilling to put it down: "If my wife wasn't pregnant, I would definitely make you unable to get out of bed..."

"Boom!" Before Jiang Jinrun finished speaking, Zixia stretched out her foot fiercely and kicked him off the bed.She rolled her eyes impatiently: "Mr. Jiang, you are already a father, can I ask you to be more serious? Don't let the baby laugh at you, okay?"

Jiang Jinrun slowly got up from the ground, and stood in front of her naked like this, twisted his waist proudly, looked back at Bai Meisheng with a smile, and said, "How is it? Seeing my attractive Body, do you really want to..."

"Your sister!" Zixia cursed slightly angrily.Lifted the quilt and got in.Jiang Jinrun hurriedly lifted the quilt and got inside, calling affectionately: "Wife, wife..."

The two of them didn't get up until the afternoon, and Yuan Ma slept in the inner room, so she didn't know what happened last night.When I saw Jiang Jinrun, I was just a little surprised.She smiled and asked, "Are you still living here tonight?"

"No, Mom!" Zixia smiled and shook her head: "Mom, we still have a lot of things to deal with when we go back, so don't worry about us! Take good care of yourself."

Mama Yuan smiled and nodded.

Jiang Jinrun drove Zixia home, and when he walked into the house, he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he remembered the two days of waiting all night alone.Jiang Jinrun supported her shoulders and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay!" She shook her head, but he still caught the trace of sadness in her eyes.He hugged her tightly: "I swear with my life that nothing like that will ever happen again."

Zixia leaned against his arms with her eyes closed, and nodded slightly.

Jiang Jinrun returned to his company, and Yuan Zixia returned to her company.Both are doing their job.Do your best.

Life has been flat, neither good nor bad.Occasionally, the two of them would quarrel, but it was only a small quarrel, and more of it was love.