The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 92
I have the first message, and my blood is boiling. I feel that it is worth it to die on the computer. Someone praised me, and I was happy for a long time like a crazy person. I am so happy. Why do I think I am so happy?

Lu Zhanjiang found out about writing novels, and she started sleeping during the day and writing novels at night, sleeping in the office during the day and writing at home at night, Lu Zhanjiang didn't go to the study every night, it turned out that he While pretending to sleep, she moved over there.

"Why are you going?"

Sun Jiajun's feet stopped.

She rubbed her hands and said, husband, I'm writing a novel, let me show you, but Lu Zhanjiang just threw out a sentence.

"Stop teasing me, Sun Jiajun, what do you want to do? What kind of novel are you writing when you don't sleep at night? Are you crazy?"

Lu Zhanjiang has been holding back this tone for a long time. If she wants to do this today and that tomorrow, what is she going to do?

The veins on his forehead popped up, he was like an enraged beast, very dissatisfied.

She gave in to Sun Jiajun's nature at first, but what Lu Zhanjiang said immediately stiffened her neck.

"What's wrong with me writing novels? Why can't I have my own hobbies? What's wrong with me?"

"You're right, but can you write?"

"Whoever is born can write."

"Anyone can write, but you can't, you don't have that ability."

Look, this is contempt. Whatever Sun Jiajun dislikes, he will come here. He is mean from the bottom of his heart, look down on her, let others look down on her, but he is different. What is the relationship between the two of them now?

Sleeping on the same bed, what is the difference between being married and not being married?
You can't do it when he opens and closes his mouth, you have no ability, you can't do it, what he says is just a matter of one sentence, but for others, it's like sticking a needle into the seam of the bone, no matter how many times she casts, there is no way to change it Yes, just look down on her.

Sun Jiajun dug.

"You are capable, you have a good brain, yes, if you can make money, you know that I can't, you always talk like this, you look down on me, Lu Zhanjiang, do you think it's interesting, you look down on me, you have skills, you can be happy No, if you are happy, then you can continue to say Yes, I don’t understand classical music, I don’t like all the books you read, I don’t know Japanese, I don’t know English, I can speak Chinese, and my words are not standard, But I was like this when you met me. Your mother took me to play golf. I said, I can’t. I don’t like that kind of activity. I just play with broken poles. , but she didn't listen to me at all, I learned to fight, but I couldn't learn it, she said I was stupid, she signed me up for that class, you know who went there, how do I compare with others, You asked me to compare with the vice president of the listed group, what should I compare? I have no confidence, have you given it to me?"

The more Sun Jiajun talked, the more aggrieved she felt, she was crying like something, she really felt powerless.

She thinks she cooks well, but they don't like it. She learns to cook. She thinks she is very good at learning. The teacher also said that she is talented. She wants to show them some results, but Lu Zhanjiang's mother said that we also No need for a cook, Lu Zhanjiang didn't even have a word of praise after eating.

After finally finding some confidence in the bank, what happened to him?
He transferred himself to his company. Everyone knew that she was airborne, and no one convinced her. Did anyone think that she was also under pressure?
She is different from Sun Jiawei, Sun Jiawei is smart, Sun Jiawei likes pressure, but she can't, she hasn't learned, she can't.

"I don't like to eat lamb chops, but have you asked me for my opinion? In the restaurant, you can say whatever you want, and I won't let me read the menu. I asked you why I couldn't order by myself, but what did you say? Do you think you understand, Lu Zhanjiang, you look down on me so much, why do you insist on being tied to me?"

Sun Jiajun didn't think about it anymore today, the more she talked, the more excited she became, and in the end she just shouted, she felt that the life she was living was not human.

She really has no freedom at all, she hates unfamiliar things, she doesn't eat unfamiliar things, but he doesn't care what he thinks is delicious, he knows she doesn't eat sashimi, so he just feeds her She ate, and she vomited after eating, and felt uncomfortable all night. What he thought was good might not be suitable for her.

He likes to eat lamb chops, so he thinks that he likes to eat them too. Blood can be seen when the plate is brought up with a knife, and everything is covered with blood. It is enough for him to look at the bloody ones. He is still holding his breath, so why would he want to eat it?
I wanted to write a novel, so I just started. Those who leave a message below don’t know her. Encourage her to say that she writes very well. I haven’t met people I don’t know, but everyone can praise her. Just can't, she can't do it, she can't.

Sun Jiajun yelled with her eyes closed, and then ran downstairs with the key. She felt tired from living.

too tired.

There is Sun Jiawei on top of her, who is better than her, smarter, and her high education accounts for almost everything. Compared with Sun Jiawei, she is an idiot, and she is nothing. Lu Zhanjiang's mother said her, and his second aunt also said She, he still said himself in the end, how would she live?

Jiajun trotted all the way, holding the car keys in her hand. She was crying out of breath, opened the car door, got in, and hammered the steering wheel by herself, "What's wrong with me... What's wrong with me? ..."

Sun Jiajun drove the car to the street, but he didn't know where he was going. He drove through the street that was whitened by the moonlight, and the light yellow fainted like water, which was the color brought by the moon. He had nowhere to go. She and Qi Lili always felt that there was nothing to talk about. For a long time, when Sun Jiajun was planning to start working, wine and meat friends occupied a very strange place in her heart. Sun Jiajun admitted that he was like that in the past. She doesn't know anything about playing with money, she feels chills all over, she is trying to break free, she envies Yanyan and Wei Xiaobai, imagining that they are the same, working hard to be healthy or, even if it is for the mortgage and car loan, living like this is living, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)