What's more, in this indiscriminate. Sentimental depression. In the era of Mi game, in today's high divorce rate, what can a marriage letter represent?

As far as Haisha is concerned, how many couples, regardless of time, family affection dilutes love, touching each other's hands is like touching the right hand with the left hand!

He stayed up all night last night, wondering if his wife was just relying on him because she was helpless and regarded herself as an emotional savior.

He didn't want to do this, he needed not only his relatives, his wife, but also a woman who loved him deeply, especially because he had already moved his heart.

Lin Guanyin sighed again, this man's understanding was different from her expectations, "I just want to say, Tingying, don't mind too much." ”

"To put it mildly, you're just a little right. Three. If the little finch accepts you, then she also has feelings for you, take your time. ”

"Hurry up and change your clothes and go downstairs, don't let the little finch wait for you. Xuan also came over, and he said that he wanted you to accompany him to practice the gun competition, which I couldn't stop. ”

Ye Tingying touched his somewhat swollen eyelids, "Yes, then I definitely can't compare to him today." Guanyin, you go out first, I'll change my clothes. ”

He pushed the woman and motioned, and the two of them walked to the door together, and when they opened the door, they met the woman who had wrapped himself tightly.

Lin Guanyin glanced at her sister's dress and nodded with satisfaction; Ye Tingying looked at his little wife who had changed into winter clothes with some surprise.

Tang Zhuque noticed his surprise and explained, "Sister Guanyin said that the temperature dropped to seven or eight degrees, and I estimated that it was very cold outside, so I wore such a thick one." ”

"Don't worry, I won't go out to meet anyone, you don't have to talk much. Sister Guanyin, let's hurry up and go downstairs, I'm hungry, I didn't have enough to eat last night. ”

Lin Guanyin pulled her forward, and said with a smile, "Xiaoque, you have a deep matching skill, go into the room quickly, and help Tingying pick out a thick, but more leisurely clothes, he will have to practice marksmanship with Xuan later, those one-sided suits are not very suitable." ”

"I'll go downstairs first, go to the bungalow and take a look, go to see if Xuan is here, his guy is always playing. Get others, control it. ”

Tang Zhuque felt that this building was really a little difficult, because, except for royal blue, Ye Tingying never wore suits of other colors.

Almost all of his clothes are custom-made models of the same business style, and where you can choose from them, just take a set and wear them.

However, after Lin Guanyin finished speaking, she turned her head and left, making a sound of slapping and crisp footsteps, and she didn't have time to keep anyone at all.

Ye Tingying stared intently and looked at his little wife carefully: the soft black hair that used to be scattered on the back was pinned with goose yellow hairpins, which looked refreshing;

The forehead is smooth, there is no trace of red on the cheeks, the snow is a little strange, like a jade-like porcelain skin, and it seems that a faint fluff can be seen;

It's just a very simple combination: goose yellow round-neck cashmere sweater, very simple, without any pattern modification, snow-white slim wool pants;

Outside, he wore a snow-white wool coat that was neither long nor short, hip-length and hip-length, with a ring-shaped snow-white scarf around his neck, and white sheepskin boots;

Ye Tingying only then discovered that his wife's clothes seemed to always be dominated by white tones, and she liked white, just like Su Wenze.

Needless to say, she is indeed very suitable for this pure snow white, which makes the already white skin as snow even more beautiful.

His eyes subconsciously moved to the ring-shaped woolen scarf around the woman's neck, and asked unhappily, "Did you pick this thing yourself, or did Su Wenze give it to him?" ”

"Why are you wearing this? Your neck is slender and slender, usually try to show it as much as possible, don't wear a high collar, you can look taller. ”

This white ring-shaped rabbit fur scarf was picked by Su Wenze and her before Christmas when she went abroad at the age of 18, with a history of many years.

But she didn't plan to answer too much about this matter, lest the two of them be unhappy again, and when it came to Su Wenze's matter, this man would not have a good temperament.

Tang Zhuque said, "It doesn't matter if you're tall or short, I'm more afraid of the cold, I still feel comfortable wearing it, hurry up and get dressed, don't make people wait for a long time." ”

Ye Tingying grabbed her wrist, her voice was a little colder, and she asked, "Well, he really picked it for you?" When did you pick it? ”

Tang Zhuque's wrist was tight, knowing that he was really angry and didn't want to make noise, his tone became urgent, and corrected, "I picked it myself." ”

"Since you don't like it and don't like it so much, then I don't wear it, just take it off. We should really go downstairs, you get dressed. ”

Ye Tingying let go of his hand, went straight to pick up the scarf, took the scarf off from the woman's neck to the top of the head, took it off, and threw it aside.

stroked the woman's long hair, which had been pulled a little messy by herself, and warned again, "SH.IT! Don't wear these again in the future, come into the room. ”

Tang Zhuque looked at the white rabbit fur scarf that was thrown to the floor not far away, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, why, this stinky man even took care of her clothes and accessories.

Her persuasion just now just wanted him to extinguish the fire, but she didn't really want to take off the scarf, she was really afraid of the cold, especially the cold wind.

Ye Tingying turned around and wanted to go back to the room, but saw the woman stunned in place, her expression was dull, and she dragged the woman's hand, "Stupid again?" Come with me into the room. ”

Tang Zhuque shook off his warm hand, raised his head, looked directly at those black eyes for three or four seconds, and resolutely walked over, picked up the scarf, and slapped it a few times.

She plucked up her courage and asked firmly, "Ye Tingying, what will happen to you if I want to wear it?" Do you want to slap me again? ”

Ye Tingying didn't expect her to ask such a question, she was stunned, her face sank, and she said metaphorically, "This rotten thing is like a dog's collar." ”

"Tang Zhuque, do you think you are still Su Wenze's dog? Ask our son if you should use what your ex-husband gave. ”

At this moment, Tang Zhuque finally understood why he was angry and argued, "But this scarf was really picked by myself, why do you always pull him." ”

"I picked it when I went abroad, and I've been wearing it for seven years, I like it very much, and I will never throw it away. If you really don't like it, don't look at me. ”

She couldn't stand this strong control, so she patted her neck lightly, and then put it on her neck again, while aiming at the man with her eyes, provocatively.

Ye Tingying leaned over, looked at the woman a few more times, and suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand, grabbed the side of his neck, and walked inside.

Tang Zhuqi was pulled by someone, his neck tightened, he quickly slapped away his big hand, and scolded angrily, "Get out, don't pull it, you can't afford to pay for it." ”

Ye Tingying didn't let go, and a shallow smile spread at the corner of her mouth, "Wife, don't you like this fluffy collar, come, go with the master." ”

Tang Zhuqi looked at the teasing ruffian of the other party. With a smiling face and a playful tone, he suddenly understood that he was being pulled like a puppy. R1152