However, she didn't even look at it and replied to him "I don't like it". [Full text reading. 】

Almost all the frustrations in Song Gongzi's life came from Ning An, and since he met Ning An, except in bed, he has nothing that he has not failed.

As a man, all my self-esteem is gone.

Ning An really didn't know what he was crazy about, couldn't she not want his gifts?

The underside of her eyes was a crack mark, like a thin ice cracking, and the sky was freezing.

She remembered that once, when she came back from overtime, Song Shaoyan brought her a box of exquisite handmade pastries.

She thought that Song Shaoyan had specially bought it, or even made it himself.

As a result, she was wrong.

After happily eating, she saw Gu Huiyin's circle of friends.

Gu Huiyin posted a picture of the pastry and a selfie, with a "disappointed" expression.

Behind the expression was a row of eye-catching words: The pastries you made with your own hands, but unfortunately I have a toothache and I can't bear it.

After Ning An saw it, he ran to the edge of the pool and vomited for a long time.

She was extremely impressed by that incident.

Song Shaoyan has done a lot of disgusting things about her.

Later, as long as he brought her food, she threw it all into the trash, and she didn't want anything.

His things, she is not blessed.

This time, the dress and perfume, Ning An knows, I'm afraid it's also Gu Huiyin's want.

"Ning An, it's interesting to talk back to me, isn't it? Frustrate me, you're fulfilled, aren't you? Song Shaoyan looked at her indifferently.

The movement of his hands did not abate, and he took off his blazer.

"Song Shaoyan, you figure it out, it's you who can't get along with me, it's not me who frustrates you."

"I can't get along with you? I brought you a gift, but I can't get along with you? ”

"Is it wrong that I don't want your gift?"

"That's right. Don't you just don't like it? I'll make you like it later. ”

When the words fell, Song Shaoyan leaned over and exerted force.

"Ahh

Song Shaoyan hadn't touched her for more than 20 days, at first because she came to menstruation, and as soon as she left, he went on a business trip.

Her body wasn't ready at all, and the suddenness of everything made her arch her body and frown in pain.

A little angry, Song Shaoyan tossed her to exhaustion.

I didn't plan to deal with her, but she was aggressive.

Tears flowed from the corners of Ning An's eyes, just like the spring rain outside, endlessly.

Tears wet her shoulders, sticky, and made her very uncomfortable.

Ning An stopped talking, and it was her fault no matter how much she said.

It's her fault that she doesn't want to talk to him, and it's her fault that she doesn't want gifts.

Yes, this marriage was indeed her fault in the first place.

So now, it's all punishment.

Ning An stared blankly at the crystal lamp on the ceiling, the light reflecting her dim eyes.

In fact, she hadn't cried for many years before she got married.

She's not a crying woman, but she can't stop crying.

Just when she was expressionless and let Song Shaoyan toss, suddenly, a faint smell of tobacco came to her lips.

Song Shaoyan was kissing her.

Ning An closed his eyes weakly, frowned, and stopped struggling.

I don't know how long this affair on the sofa lasted, Ning An remembered that she fainted in the end.

Song Shaoyan carried her to the bathroom.

After bathing her and changing into pajamas, he carried her to bed again.

Ning An lay on the bed tiredly, too tired to lift his hands.

"Ning An, why don't you even want my gifts."