wife addiction

"I didn't talk to you!" Zong Jian gave him a hard look, and my wrist hurt from his grip.

"Let go of me, it hurts so much!" I went to break his hand.

He said sorry, but didn't let go.

"Did he do anything to you?" It was still the same sentence.

I saw that man put on a "you are free" look on his face, and shook his head: "He just treated me to a meal."

I have no way to tell him that I was kissed, a kiss is nothing at all, and it was a misunderstanding, he thought I was a girl and only kissed, knowing that I was a man, didn't he leave immediately?

But, after all, it’s not a glorious thing, since it was a misunderstanding, let’s just pretend nothing happened. I sneaked a glance at him, and he grinned at me, as if thanking me for covering it up for him.

Zong Jian glared at him again, pulled me away, and I stumbled behind, unable to keep up with his footsteps.

When I got to the end of the veranda, I looked back, he was still standing at the door, looking towards me, as if he was in deep thought, seeing me look at him, his face immediately lit up, stretched out his hand, and blew kisses at me one.

I secretly scolded him for being a pervert, turned around and left with Zong Jian.

Zong Jian took me to his house on Dongling Mountain, that golden house, and told me to stay in the house and not run around.

Cut, I'm not a child, what are you doing running around!

But doesn't he not welcome me here?What did you bring me here again?

I was suspicious, but I didn't ask him, because he seemed to have gone down the mountain.

I was bored in the house, and remembered the master's warning, so I lay down on the sofa and squinted, and then I fell asleep.

I have a problem, that is, I often dream of stepping on the ground while walking, and my body will respond accordingly.My parents said that dreaming of stepping into the air is a sign of being tall, but I didn't think how tall I was.

I was lying on the sofa, and this problem happened again. As soon as I stepped on a soft object, I heard someone screaming in pain. I quickly opened my eyes and saw my brother was on the sofa Clutching his stomach, the pain was so painful that he couldn't straighten up.

My feet were still in his arms.

"Are you okay?" I didn't care to wonder why he was here, so I quickly pulled out my feet and sat up and asked.

He gasped for a long time before recovering: "Xiaoying, do you want to kick me to death?"

"Who asked you to sit here!" I was a little upset, and my brother also had a problem, that is, when he saw me lying down, he liked to sit next to me and hug my feet.

"Ah! If you kick me, I'll break it, and I'll depend on you for the rest of my life!" He spoke intermittently, as if I hurt him from kicking him.

"Shall I rub it for you?"

I leaned over and wanted to rub his belly, but he jumped up suddenly, but the jump was too violent, and he was involved in the place I kicked just now, and he immediately squatted on the ground again, howling there.

I asked him if it was okay, if he needed a doctor, but he told me to call Zong Jian.

I'm very surprised, Zong Jian is not a doctor, would calling him work?

But since my brother said so, I had no choice but to follow suit.

Zong Jian answered the phone and said he would be back soon. I helped my brother to sit on the sofa and blamed him for reacting so violently. He looked at me wronged and said, "I'm afraid you'd mess up my blood."

I gave him a white look: "Am I that stupid?"

"That's not true." While wiping his sweat from the pain, he talked about how he had a bad stomach when he was a child. He would be fine after taking some medicine, but I insisted on rubbing it for him, but he was directly sent to the hospital by me.

I don't remember these things for a long time, not to mention that I was only four years old at that time, and we had been separated for more than twenty years. It was not until he returned to this home two years ago that I remembered that I still have a elder brother.

While grinning and shouting pain, he blamed me for not caring too much about him.

I smiled, everyone will be separated sooner or later, no matter what form it takes.