Everyone has feelings. Don’t say that I fell in love with her at first sight. Even if I don’t have feelings for her, I will fall in love with her over the years. Isn’t this God’s will? I originally thought that my future wife must be from a scholarly family.

Although she is a beautiful lady, she never expected that her requirements for choosing a spouse would change so much as she turned thirty.

Friends say that my readers are all over the old, middle and young generations. I wonder if married friends feel this way, especially men. When you have determined that your future partner is her, looking at this is both familiar and exciting.

When a strange woman lies next to you, imagining that she is the person you want to stay with for the rest of your life, you feel so strange in your heart. You are happy, but also nervous, and also accompanied by some little wretchedness. In short, you have all five tastes, and you can't help it.

Expression.

"Brother...don't...don't leave me..." Meihui murmured.

"I'm here, I'm here, I haven't left you!" I squeezed her smooth and soft little hand.

"Don't leave me...brother...I really can't say...don't force me!" She began to talk in her sleep. It seemed that the evil spirit had been completely eliminated from the body by the black tiger's blood.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I won't force you. You can talk whenever you want!" I said stupidly to a girl who was talking in her sleep.

She squeezed my hand tightly, and tears fell from her eyes. "I'm sorry! I don't want to lie to you, but I can't help myself! Who told me to be a disciple of the Eight Banners? Who told me to be..."

She was about to tell her life experience, but then she seemed to have some consciousness in her head and quickly stopped talking.

I have always thought that I am not a decent person, and occasionally I will do whatever it takes to achieve my goals, especially my mouth, which is so bad and damaging. But for Meihui, I really treat her with all my heart, and I don’t want to take advantage of others’ danger.

.Since she has troubles and has not yet told me about her life experience, I will never deceive her into telling the truth under such circumstances. That would make me feel uncomfortable and make her look weak.

Afraid that she would talk nonsense again, I quickly pushed her. "Okay, it's okay. Just go to sleep. Everything will be over tomorrow morning."

Meihui's breathing gradually became calmer. Perhaps she heard my question, so she loosened her grip on my hand, then wrapped her arms around my waist and fell asleep sweetly in my arms...

I don’t know what time it was, but I fell asleep in a daze. I had a dream, it was a nightmare. I dreamed of the night of my wedding to Meihui. She was wearing an old-fashioned wedding dress with a hood on her head.

Wearing a red hijab, she was carried in front of me on a sedan chair. I took her home, opened the red hijab and was completely shocked to see that underneath the red hijab was my goddess Park Mi-hye. It wasn’t that this woman looked like that.

Ugly, or scary. But, she is so beautiful, so beautiful that it is indescribable! She is simply a beauty in the world, a beauty in the world, a fairy from heaven!

This beautiful woman just called me husband with a smile, which made me at a loss. She is worthy of me, but what I want is Meihui, my man, my little mushroom-head Pu Mihui! Not other women, no matter how beautiful they are.

No woman can compare to my beauty.
Chapter completed!