Mr. always refuses to divorce

Prey that fall into the trap generally do not end well.

Whether it's delicious or good-looking.

The end was dismal, with few exceptions.

Especially someone like Jiang Jingbai, who tastes as sweet as yummy, has a delicate complexion, and it is not uncommon for him to be honed from the inside out by hunters.

Once a person is driven to a dead end, as long as there is still a breath left, the bottleneck of potential will always be broken.

There is no end to life, and there is no end to breathing.

Jiang Jingbai finished his round from the hell training ground for the second time, and his body's endurance has obviously increased a lot.

At least he didn't close his eyes and be unconscious until two o'clock in the afternoon.

But when he woke up, Nan Yue still went to work.

Jiang Jingbai's waist and buttocks were sore and weak, and his limbs were weak.

The whole body is naked and wrapped in the quilt, like a piece of fine white noodles pulled out of a soup bowl.

It was also drained.

Compared with the last time, those who should be used to it are also used to it, and those who should be afraid of it are even more afraid.

Jiang Jingbai put the back of his hand on his forehead, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

It hurts.

It really hurts.

He had just reviewed it briefly, and the more he thought about it, the more frightening he became.

Last night, it was rare for him not to lose control of the language system at the beginning, frightened and frightened Nan Yue to come slowly, and Nan Yue followed him, indeed much calmer than the time in the bathroom.

From shallow to deep, steady and steady.

But Jiang Jingbai still cried and became a grandson.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingbai turned over, embraced his two arms covered with hickey marks, and uttered a long muffled groan in pain.

Ready to do enough.

Nan Yue gained experience and improved his technique.

Should he...should he also let go of his psychological defenses?

Jiang Jingbai is not sure, but right now he really doesn't care about the line of defense. The only thing that is indisputable is that his psychological shadow is getting bigger.

The size of Nanyue was too amazing, once it came in, even if he was a goblin, he would have been stabbed out of his wits by the subduing magic pestle.

It's ten o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight outside is spread just right, casting a golden slender streak in front of the foot of the bed, dispelling most of the darkness in the bedroom.

The master bedroom has double-layered curtains, and the outside is a semi-hollow screen, which filters light softly and is breathable and ventilated. The inside is the fabric layer, which is heavy and thick, and has strong light-shielding properties.

Jiang Jingbai is used to living alone, and he doesn't like to wake up and face the darkness of the room alone.

On the first night when he moved here, he left a gap in the curtains near the end of the bed before going to bed, and after resting with Nan Yue, he drew the curtains tightly.

However, Nan Yue seemed to have figured out Jiang Jingbai's habits from the first night, if he got up early, he would definitely pull the edge of the cloth layer a little before he woke up, so as not to affect his sleep, and it would not be too dark.

The same is true today.

Jiang Jingbai sat up, stared blankly at the small light on the floor for a while, got out of bed and began to change clothes and wash.

He opened the closet and found that Nan Yue's formal clothes had been moved to the side slightly, and the few sets that were drying on the balcony yesterday were instead hung in the middle of the clothes rail.

Jiang Jingbai's eyes paused slightly, and the hand that reached out to the storage drawer also stopped. After a long while, he let out a "puchi", amused by Nan Yue's meticulousness.

Why do you need to hang anti-wrinkle on the cotton clothes you wear at home?

He randomly touched a pair of underwear and put it on, and chose the lightest sportswear for his clothes.

After putting on his upper and lower body, Jiang Jingbai hung Nanyue's shirt back to its original place, folded up the crumpled and harmless home clothes one by one, and put them neatly on the partition at the other end.

There is porridge in the kitchen as usual.

Jiang Jingbai took out a bowl, covered the mouth of the bowl with plastic wrap, put it in the microwave oven to heat it up, cooked a small dish for himself, cooked a small portion of vermicelli, and ate it together with the breakfast made by Nanyue. By the way, lunch was also simple .

The reason why I made a detailed appointment with Lin Jiajia that day was to reduce the time spent in the flower shop.

Jiang Jingbai didn't arrive at the store until almost noon this time. Lin Jiajia didn't think it was surprising, and stopped making fun of him. He put aside the work at hand and handed over a stack of receipts: "I've already printed out the order you received yesterday. The front side The top ones are for delivery from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m., and the bottom ones are after [-]:[-] p.m., you should pay attention to the order of time."

"Okay." Jiang Jingbai responded.

He was exhausted last night, and he got up earlier than before, maybe he hadn't rested enough in bed, Jiang Jingbai's legs felt weak after walking out for a long time, and he went into the store with strength, not wanting to move for the time being.

Lin Jiajia saw that he took up her luxurious "special seat" without saying a word when he entered the store, she pretended to be tofu in her heart, and threw a razor blade at her mouth: "What's the matter? Don't tell me you want to be a desperate Saburo who goes into battle even when you are sick." , we are not so poor that we need this little money."

As she said that, she looked carefully at Jiang Jingbai's face, denying herself: "Well, you have a spring breeze and a rosy face. If you say you are sick, doctors all over the country will be embarrassed by you."

Jiang Jingbai nestled in the lazy chair, flipping through the order receipts one by one.

He is capable, down-to-earth, and has a talent bonus. After reading the customer's request, he has a vague outline of the design in his mind: "Let me take a break, and I will pay you the rent at the end of the month."

"Okay." Knowing that he wasn't sick, Lin Jiajia turned her head and continued to work on herself, "Boss Emotional Jiang has taken a fancy to my Fengshui treasure land. He only sat there once yesterday, and he will miss it as soon as he comes today."

Jiang Jingbai was feeling exhausted, and was in no mood to compete with his friend's fangs and sharp mouth.

When the muscles on the inside of his thighs were no longer tense and trembling, Jiang Jingbai stood up and asked his apprentices to help him fetch the needed flower materials, then tied his apron and stood by the workbench.

The apprentice who was called to learn the basics today is a little girl who graduated from a technical secondary school.

She is young and has low experience. As soon as she left the ivory tower of the school, she entered this kind of harmonious and warm working environment.

Girls are generally careful, she only took half a page of notes when she stayed beside the store manager, her eyes went straight to Jiang Jingbai's sportswear: "Store manager, did you go for a morning jog today?"

Jiang Jingbai was doing protection work for the easy-to-break flower stems, and the big amaryllis flowers between the light white fingers were bright red, far less high-profile and bright than the face of the owner of the fingers: "No, why do you ask?"

When he came, it was uncomfortable to walk, and he still jogged in the morning?

It is better to kill him.

"Because your legs were shaking just now." The little girl said innocently, "Isn't this a sign of excessive exercise?"

Jiang Jingbai turned his right hand, and the blade missed the cut of the flower stem, almost cutting his own hand.

"I used to do the same thing after my physical education class." The little girl carefully recorded, and wrote in her small book the words "the stems of Hippeastrum are easy to break, and the stems of other flowers need to be inserted into the stems to arrange flowers." "Our class My physical education teacher is crazy. Every class let us go to the parallel bars to stretch our legs. I didn’t feel anything when I first got out of class. After I slept, I woke up the next day. My God, I was so sour. The little girl twisted her facial features, as if her teeth were sore, "Some people have to hold on to the wall when they go up and down the stairs."

Subconsciously, Jiang Jingbai automatically converted the parallel bars into a desk, only to feel that the heels of his legs were more uncomfortable.

He changed his standing posture, alternately mobilized the support of his legs, and neatly handled the remaining flowers.

"Manager, exercising is a good thing, so don't force yourself suddenly." The little girl said with concern, "You are so good-looking, even if you don't have muscles, you are still an invincible male god in the universe."

Jiang Jingbai didn't know whether to care about "exercising the body" or "not having muscles".

He put down the knife, rolled up the leaf end of New Zealand hemp, inserted it around the amaryllis, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I understand, I will pay attention." He moved to the side and beckoned her to come forward , "Put the pen down first, come over and try the feel yourself."

The little girl has a simple temperament, and she jumped out of the innocent quotations sentence by sentence.

Jiang Jingbai felt shy at first because of the too intense bed affair last night, but he laughed unconsciously when he heard it.

He didn't have an easy afternoon. He spent several hours on the workbench. During the period, he occasionally sat on a chair to rest. When old and new customers came to talk to him, he had to stand up again out of politeness.

When he could really catch his breath, Jiang Jing Baitiao looked at the detailed credits on the computer, and thought that if he woke up early next time, he would have to stay in bed longer for whatever he said, and he would not be so anxious to go out.

Just as he figured this out, Jiang Jingbai's brain suddenly became dull.

next time?

And next time? ? ?

The messy desktop, the unbearable big bed, and the messy noises came one after another, making Jiang Jingbai unable to even scroll the mouse wheel.

Legal couple, run a small family together, of course there will be a next time.

Jiang Jing's white throat twitched and he turned off the form.

Lin Jiajia is old, and when she was in school, she found some good novels and comics, and she loved to pass on a copy to Jiang Jingbai, a gay guy.

Some are very watery, while others have a strong sexual element.

Jiang Jingbai has never been in a relationship. He is young and energetic, so he naturally yearned for sex. He has a strong artistic sense, and his fantasy pictures are very beautiful.

Now I'm married and I'm in love.

The longing is gone, and the beauty is broken.

The most terrible thing is that Jiang Jingbai even had the thought of shrinking back.

It hurt too much, if possible, he didn't want to roll in bed with Nan Yue again.

Jiang Jingbai sighed, raised his hand to pinch between his eyebrows.

It is said that sexual communication is an indispensable lubricant in married life. Why did it come to him, it felt like a beheading knife hanging from the neck.

Jiang Jingbai was worrying about what to do with the beheading knife, when a pop-up message popped up in the lower right corner of the computer.

It is the kind that comes with the background software, sometimes it is real-time hot spots, sometimes it is gossip marketing, in short, it is not nutritious.

Jiang Jingbai subconsciously wanted to click the fork, but when he glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, his eyes couldn't miss it immediately.

The one that popped up today is closer to life, and the jargon in the title is particularly easy to understand.

I saw a few large characters clearly lined up on it: [There are thousands of reasons for divorce, and in the end there are ten reasons that cannot be escaped. ]

标题下还有白底灰字的内容提示：[（1）家暴；（2）出轨；（3）婚前就无爱；（4）性生活不和谐；（5）……]

Jiang Jingbai: "..."

Jiang Jingbai didn't pay attention to what was beyond the fifth dot, his eyes were filled with only three or four dots that hit the bull's-eye.

He thought it was impossible, but the right hand holding the mouse had his own thoughts, and opened the webpage smoothly.

The author has something to say: Nan Yue: I suddenly have a bad feeling.

Don't worry, I won't be abused, I won't leave success, after all, the literary name is not willing hahaha