Originally, I was wearing a thin shirt. When I rubbed, the button burst. I used all my flattering skills and rubbed him on tiptoe. I found it later.


    He didn''t move, with pity in his eyes.


    pity?


    What pity do I need?!


    The anger in my heart rushed out. I pulled his tie and shouted hoarsely: say it''s over. What do you think of me? You were not afraid of your wife finding out at the beginning. What are you afraid of now?!


    But no matter what I shout, it''s useless.


    What he decided never allowed resistance.


    The combination of his white shirt and black pants also seemed to ridicule me, ridicule my infatuated love at first sight, ridicule my willingness to make three for him, and ridicule me for three years.


    I look like me in the whole mirror. My clothes are untidy. I''m only in my twenties. I look like a complaining woman.


    I looked up at him in a daze. He was as meticulous but gentle as when he gave a serious lecture. Except for the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, I could hardly see that he was 40 or 50 years old.


    In the past three years, nothing seems to have changed, everything seems to have changed.


    I stretched out my hand and caressed his face. My wrist was suddenly twisted. The pain and his voice forced me to return to God.


    "What was agreed at the beginning is to get together and disperse. If you dare to harass me to my house, don''t blame me for being merciless."


    He shook off my hand, as if stained with something dirty, frowned and hid from me, lest he should avoid it.


    Watching his gentle face turn cold, I remembered what I said just now.


    I said, I''ll find your wife.


    With just one sentence, he can forget his old love and want to kick me away?


    My dignity is not comparable to the old rag he threw away.


    This joke is really funny. I keep laughing. My stomach hurts and my eyes burst into tears.


    Tears blurred, I looked at him still standing in place, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of my hand, and calmly explained a fact to him, "I had two pregnancies for you, and one of the children has been formed, so big."


    I made a few gestures, but his face was even more ugly.


    He took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it on the bed. "I don''t care what you think. It''s 300000. I can''t take out more. That''s it."


    "That''s it" as a conclusion, ending three years of sneaky feelings.


    Qin Si, Qin Si, you are such a gentle scum.


    When he finished, he avoided me and wanted to go.


    I hooked his neck from the back, and the whole person stood on tiptoe on his back, his body tightly stuck together, his stiffness and his vigilance were clearly felt.


    Like a small knife, it cut me bloody and forced me to recognize the facts - he was tired of playing.


    "What else do you want?"


    He spoke with a forbearance of anger.


    Whether he was angry or not, I gently bit his ear from the back and whispered, "don''t what, I just want you to regret."


    Before he pushed me away, I took a few steps back, pulled out my brightest smile and looked at him.


    Waiting for him to turn back.


    But he paused and left in a hurry. The door slammed and was thrown by him.


    Just now, the body that was strongly supported by the evil spirit began to collapse. I picked up the bank card from the bed, looked at it, squatted on the ground and couldn''t help laughing.


    In his eyes, I''m worth 300000. Originally, I was wearing a thin shirt. When I rubbed, the button burst. I used all my flattering skills and rubbed him on tiptoe. I found it later.


    He didn''t move, with pity in his eyes.


    pity?


    What pity do I need?!


    The anger in my heart rushed out. I pulled his tie and shouted hoarsely: say it''s over. What do you think of me? You were not afraid of your wife finding out at the beginning. What are you afraid of now?!


    But no matter what I shout, it''s useless.


    What he decided never allowed resistance.


    The combination of his white shirt and black pants also seemed to ridicule me, ridicule my infatuated love at first sight, ridicule my willingness to make three for him, and ridicule me for three years.


    I look like me in the whole mirror. My clothes are untidy. I''m only in my twenties. I look like a complaining woman.


    I looked up at him in a daze. He was as meticulous but gentle as when he gave a serious lecture. Except for the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, I could hardly see that he was 40 or 50 years old.


    In the past three years, nothing seems to have changed, everything seems to have changed.


    I stretched out my hand and caressed his face. My wrist was suddenly twisted. The pain and his voice forced me to return to God.


    "What was agreed at the beginning is to get together and disperse. If you dare to harass me to my house, don''t blame me for being merciless."


    He shook off my hand, as if stained with something dirty, frowned and hid from me, lest he should avoid it.


    Watching his gentle face turn cold, I remembered what I said just now.


    I said, I''ll find your wife.


    With just one sentence, he can forget his old love and want to kick me away?


    My dignity is not comparable to the old rag he threw away.


    This joke is really funny. I keep laughing. My stomach hurts and my eyes burst into tears.


    Tears blurred, I looked at him still standing in place, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of my hand, and calmly explained a fact to him, "I had two pregnancies for you, and one of the children has been formed, so big."


    I made a few gestures, but his face was even more ugly.


    He took out a bank card from his pocket and threw it on the bed. "I don''t care what you think. It''s 300000. I can''t take out more. That''s it."


    "That''s it" as a conclusion, ending three years of sneaky feelings.


    Qin Si, Qin Si, you are such a gentle scum.


    When he finished, he avoided me and wanted to go.


    I hooked his neck from the back, and the whole person stood on tiptoe on his back, his body tightly stuck together, his stiffness and his vigilance were clearly felt.


    Like a small knife, it cut me bloody and forced me to recognize the facts - he was tired of playing.


    "What else do you want?"


    He spoke with a forbearance of anger.


    Whether he was angry or not, I gently bit his ear from the back and whispered, "don''t what, I just want you to regret."


    Before he pushed me away, I took a few steps back, pulled out my brightest smile and looked at him.


    Waiting for him to turn back.


    But he paused and left in a hurry. The door slammed and was thrown by him.


    Just now, the body that was strongly supported by the evil spirit began to collapse. I picked up the bank card from the bed, looked at it, squatted on the ground and couldn''t help laughing.


    In his eyes, I''m worth 300000.