The way to love your wife

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In the end that night, it was my son who gave in first, so I gave him a good shot over the phone out of kindness.

Afterwards, I mentioned to him the newly opened Chinese restaurant that was holding an event, and suggested that he take his mother, uncle, brother, sister, and those two "heavenly shit" to taste it when he is free these two days. Not bad, mid-range decoration, elegant environment, petty bourgeoisie atmosphere.

When he entered the door, he put the rose in the change jar on the coat rack at the door, and forgot about it when he turned around. It was really not a deliberate concealment from Zhang Liang.

It's not that I haven't played phone play before. It's the first time I've been so wild and helpless like this time. In the end, I just fell asleep like that.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Liang, that idiot, would not be willing to put down the phone. I opened my eyes the next day and saw, damn it, the call time was twelve hours!

Still on the phone......

It is estimated that the other party understands me like the farmer uncle understands the papa ball. Before I roared, he actually took the lead, and his tone was hoarse and low, as if he was whispering in my ear: "Are you up?"

Immediately, my whole body trembled, I scratched my head irritably, and started to go to my head again.

Swallowing her saliva, she said lazily, "Is this how you have ruthlessly overdrawn the 600 minutes of low consumption time?"

"Da Baoer, I promise not to burden the organization with this money, and I can make up for it even if I sell it!"

"ill!"

"Honey, you don't know what's going on! Yesterday you wanted to call me as soon as you fell asleep... Just when I was about to hang up the phone, you hummed unconsciously, just that... ...The old man's scalp is numb, his limbs are itchy, and his mood is uncontrollable/can't/feeling (liǎo) hehehehe..."

I rolled my eyes subconsciously, then froze.There is really no cure, even if he is not by my side at the moment, my every move, every frown and smile are the same as when he was there.

Habits are such a creepy thing, somehow, I somehow remembered the nightmare that Zhang Liang mentioned to me, about the incident of his eldest sister's male classmate jumping off the building.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad and sympathetic.

I was bragging that day, I was not that strong at all, if it were me, I might not be able to survive.

He was tired of me again, and a little annoyed, so he gave him a fierce pass, and asked him if he still wanted to overdraw for 600 minutes?

Finally, he hung up the phone resentfully, and when he was about to finish, he gave me a climaxing cry, and then I heard his elder sister's flustered voice, "I'm sorry I forgot to knock on the door", and then, Zhang Liang's voice sounded again, and he hurriedly explained, "It's not sister, have you misunderstood me..."

I raised the corners of my lips and slowly dialed the phone, feeling happy for no reason, and the haze just now was swept away.

Sitting on the bed with the quilt in my arms, I lost my mind for a while, and finally decided not to be so passive and sabotage. Then I thought of the two grooves in my abdomen and the four fat "breads", and decided to take advantage of my son's return home for the new year. In the gym, if you can’t, hire a personal trainer, and vow to get back your six-pack abs!

However, what I didn't expect was that I would run into the small owner of a Chinese restaurant in the gym, and I learned that his surname is Mao Danyi Yifeng. He is indeed two or three years younger than me, and he is indeed young and promising.

It may be that my first impression of him was quite good, so his enthusiastic and talkative temperament also inspired me, and I added a WeChat message to each other in a moment of brain fever.

Mao Feng's eloquence is quite good, and he is full of knowledge and knowledge, and he is well versed in both Chinese and Western cultures. I chatted with him quite well.

What made my heart flutter even more was that the senior personal trainer here was actually his boy. Seeing the man's sharp biceps and strong eight-pack abs, I was about to move/move.

Pure admiration and appreciation, without any sarcasm, worshiped the teacher meaninglessly, and began to train with Mao Feng's small and big texts from morning to night.

I have applied for an annual card, which can be regarded as reciprocating to Dawen'er to improve his performance. After all, he is quite famous here, and he doesn't lack my annual card at all. It's just a coincidence.

When I got home at night, I told Zhang Liang about it, and told him that I had hired a master, and I wanted to quickly practice back my lost "little bread" while he was home.

Not only did he not encourage him, but he also made things worse. He didn't like me as a seed player at all. If he dismissed me, I would beat him up. This time he learned how to be smart, and stopped calling me directly on WeChat and video.

Lai Lai chirped for several hours, and it was almost a little bit after the call ended.

The corners of his lips were curled up, when he suddenly realized that Mao Feng had sent me a message three hours ago, asking me if I had any more eggs, and he asked someone to ask me.

I subconsciously typed the word "required" on the input page, and found that it seemed too late, so I deleted it after thinking about it, thinking that I'll see you at the gym tomorrow anyway, and it's not too late.

Turn off the lights, cover the quilt, and fall asleep thinking of my son in the dark night.

Good night, Zhang Liang......