between men and women

One hundred and fourth post

When I went downstairs to take a taxi, he kept grabbing my elbow.At first he pulled my hand down, but when he was walking in the community, he was looked at twice with strange eyes, and I broke away, so he changed to grab my elbow and hold it weakly, just like this As I moved, I couldn't help but shed tears again, as if as long as half of my shoulder could lean on him for the rest of my life, that would be enough.

On the way back to the car, he hugged me presumptuously and let me lean on his shoulder and rub my head over and over again.The driver looked at us in the rearview mirror more than a dozen times. I tried to sit up twice but he insisted on not letting go. He also looked at the driver in the rearview mirror until the driver finally stopped looking at us.

When he got home, he stroked my hair and asked me to brush my teeth and wash my face first, saying that I looked really bad. He took a can of beer from the refrigerator and sat on the hanging chair on the balcony and drank for a while, and smoked about two Smoked a cigarette, and then ran to the bathroom to look for me, I just brushed my teeth and was washing my face, he hugged me from behind and rubbed his nose against my ears, and suddenly called me: "wife~"

If it was changed to before, I would probably kick it over.He used to say that before, and I always said who is your wife, but when I heard him say that today, I couldn't help but my eyes turned red again.

Seeing that I didn't talk back like before, he whispered in my ear like a child: "Honey, you know, today I went home and told my mother about our affairs."

I looked at him in the mirror, knowing that he had something to say, but I was afraid that I would be sad if I said it too directly, so I deliberately said it like this, and hummed.

When he saw me answering the question, he said again: "I showed her your photo, but she said that you look different from what she thought, and that you were a bit ugly, so she didn't approve of it."

I hummed again with red eyes, and asked, "And then?"

He rubbed on the back of my neck: "I told her that there is no way to disagree with what she thinks. Although he is ugly, who makes me like him, and he only likes him, so she doesn't like it. I can only accept it, anyway, her daughter-in-law can only be this person in this life."

My nose was sore, I pursed my lips, and asked again: "Then your mother doesn't quarrel with you? What if she wants you to change her wife if she wants to die?"

"Then I will tell her that she has two choices, either she will accept this daughter-in-law, or she will never have a daughter-in-law for the rest of her life." He sighed and whispered behind me, "Honey, I I just changed my mind and thought about it, and I think it’s true. In our country, there are many people whose mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don’t fight with chickens, dogs, murderers, and perform martial arts. It’s not necessarily that the situation is much better than ours. Don't think too much. Today, the ugly daughter-in-law was disgusted by her mother-in-law when she saw her parents-in-law. Did your mother-in-law tell you a lot? Don't listen to it. Do you understand the sour grapes mentality of being snatched away by others? You just need to stay by your husband’s side obediently, do your job well, cook a good meal, heat the water and warm the bed, put on more poses, and serve your husband comfortably That's fine, as for your mother-in-law's husband, he will take care of it naturally, understand?" After speaking, his tone became more and more relaxed, as if it was just a fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law tonight, even I was unconsciously laughed at by him After a while, he cursed: "It's not as simple as what you said."

When he saw me smiling, he turned me around and kissed my eyes: "As long as we love each other and are firm, then complicated things can become simple. Don't cry, my husband with blistered eyes doesn't like it. I love you, So I won't let go, no matter what my mother says or threatens you, don't let go, okay, wife?"

I nodded, looked up and said yes, and then he came up to kiss me lingeringly, picked me up and let me stand on his feet, and entered the bedroom while kissing me.

That night, he was so gentle and full of foreplay, I was going crazy when he had me in his mouth, and he stopped abruptly when he got me to the point where he was just a hair away, and then came in slowly, taking my She pressed her hands on both sides of her head and clasped my fingers, leaned over me and looked into my eyes while saying she loved me while twitching slowly, occasionally lowered her head to kiss me, but stopped when I couldn't do it again.

I was panting to pull him, but he didn't move, looking at me: "Call my husband." I raised my head and wanted to kiss him, but he dodged and coaxed: "Call my husband." "My husband..." I finally said, Not so tormenting.He just kissed me and started to move crazily. I ejaculated in a mess, moaning and wet the corners of my eyes.

I think if I lose him, I will probably never love again in this lifetime...