Full of honey

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date="2020-10-16"

title="Full of honey"

weight="96466"

series = ["Full of Nectar"]

mode = "manual"

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Full of honey: milk small sugar

Jiang Chengjin has always believed that the seven-year itch starts from the day of marriage.

But I didn't expect that in Wenxiu, it started from the day the two had a relationship.

It happened suddenly--

"Why did you wake up so early?" Jiang Chengjin said, glancing at Wenxiu who was standing in the living room.

After graduating from college, she became a professional writer and rarely got up early.

Seeing that she was silent, he picked up his briefcase and was about to go to work. He didn't forget to remind her: "Breakfast is ready. It's on the table. Remember to eat later."

"Cheng Jin." She suddenly stopped him, and walked towards him with a stack of a4 papers.

Jiang Chengjin looked back at her unclearly.

She wore a silk suspender nightdress with a sense of last name, without the towering snow holes wrapped by the escutcheon, swaying and protruding two small holes.

The skirt can cover the buttocks, revealing a pair of long white legs. As she walked around, she could see the seductive spring light between her legs.

She is a bright and beautiful flower, twenty-five years old, with the mature charm of a woman, but also the beauty of a girl.

"I always think that being with you is a very happy thing. But for you, it must be very painful, right?"

She stood still in front of him, with an understanding and docile appearance, and handed him the stack of papers.

"From my freshman year chasing you until now, we have barely been together for seven years. But all the time, it seems that I was forcing you to stay with me." She said calmly.

However, when he took the papers and saw the huge "Divorce Agreement", his heart was surging.

"I said the confession first. I asked for marriage on the initiative. My parents didn't agree with us being together. I talked to them for a long time."

Wen Xiu took a deep breath, tried to resist the soreness in his heart, and kept the surface calm, "Cheng Jin, I was really happy the day I married you."

"But, the honeymoon plan was made by me. Even the wedding anniversary for the past three years is Chengjin I spent alone. Do you remember, when was the last time we had sex?"

Having said this, her tail could not help but tremble.

"You always don't have time to spend time with me, do you know that I am alone, trying to keep this unrequited love with a wedding ring on, it's really hard and lonely."

She averted her gaze and didn't look at him, lest he be aware that she has red eyes.

"Jiang Chengjin, let's let each other go." After speaking, she turned and walked into the bedroom, neatly locking the door.

When she came out again, she had changed into a long dress, carried a half-person-height suitcase, passed him, and walked out of the house.

The moment the door was slammed, there was a "bang" sound, shocking the stack of paper in his hand.

Scattered all over the place.

Jiang Chengjin aroused a wry smile, and his eyes gradually became a little hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist.

He leaned over and picked up the papers that symbolized the break.

"Do you think that in this love, you are the only one who will never turn forward and turn back?"

Two months later.

"This is our home?"

Wen Xiu looked at the Jingzhi villa with a courtyard and felt Wubi strange.

She lost all her memories after experiencing a Jiaotong accident two months ago.

Although during the hospitalization, Jiang Chengjin would visit her every day and tell her some past events.

However, many times her mind was dizzy and she couldn't remember what he said.

After finally leaving the hospital today, she pestered him more and wanted him to take her to relive the past bit by bit.

"Yeah." He replied, carrying her suitcase, motioning her to go to the door, "Will it open?"

Wen Xiu observed, "Is it a fingerprint lock?"

As she said, she printed the pad of her right index finger on the fingerprint recognition area, and suddenly saw the door open, with a trace of surprise on her face, "It's really open!"

"Of course, after all, you are the indispensable hostess of this home."