My school sweetheart

Xiao yuruo bit her lip and said, "in fact, husband, you don't have to worry. I, Xiao yuruo, will be yours sooner or later. You and I are both husband and wife. We have gone through so many disasters together, and we can't separate you and me. I believe that in the near future, we will be able to live together healthily, happily and happily.

Give me some time, I'm still young, everything has to have a psychological acceptance process, maybe, soon, I will really give you.

I believe that one day, "I" will become "we," "wife" will become "old woman," and "husband" will become "old man."

After listening to his wife's words, Xu Lang warms up, walks over slowly, and holds his wife in his arms. This is his wife's simple and sincere love for him. However, when he thinks of "nine generations of grudges", Xu Lang is really afraid that he will not be able to make a good start and finish with his wife in this life. He can't live with his wife, turn "I" into "we", and turn "wife" into "wife" The old lady.

Xu Lang said in his heart: wife, don't worry, no matter what, I will stick to the love between us, from now on to white hair.

Xu Lang also firmly said: "wife, don't worry, there will be such a day."

All of a sudden, Xiao yuruo feels that Xu Lang seems to have changed his personality, and her tone is not right. She can't help asking, "husband, are you hiding something from me? What do I think? You're a little weird. "

"No, it's strange. It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable. I've been married with you for such a long time, but I've never had a good time. Such a beautiful wife, but I don't have a real sense of happiness. Can I not feel uncomfortable?" In order to ease the atmosphere and depression, Xu Lang said shamelessly.

Xiao yuruo rolled her eyes helplessly, "cut, you see, you're here again. It's true that three words are inseparable from nature!"

"Wife, you have to forgive me, you see, in the days without you, my right hand is almost painful." Xu Lang shamelessly said.

"Ah, what does it have to do with your right hand?" Xiao yuruo was shocked.

"Because I'm used to using my right hand." Xu Lang shamelessly said, seeing that his wife didn't seem to understand, he quickly said: "wife, you should have heard the story of Nezha. Then you should remember that as soon as Nezha was born, his father would chop him with a sword?"

Xiao yuruo's big eyes dribbled around, as if searching for memory in her mind. She said slowly, "it seems like this, but what does it have to do with your hand pain?"

Xu Lang then asked, "wife, do you know why Nezha's father wants to kill him?"

Xiao yuruo thought again, "he was pregnant in his mother's stomach for three years and six months. He was a freak. He was born a watermelon. Of course his father would kill him to avoid future trouble."

But Xu Lang shook his head. "No, no, no, no, that's because during the three and a half years of pregnancy, the husband and wife can't do that, and Nezha's father can only solve it by hand. As a result, his hands are almost grinding out cocoons. That's why he's angry. Don't you also want me to grind out cocoons?"

Xiao yuruo thought about it, as if she had figured out something. She couldn't help crying out in shame and indignation: "ah, you, you are necrotic. How can you be so annoying! How does your head grow? How can you associate everything in that way? "

Xu Lang is no longer more words, affectionate kiss live Xiao yuruo.

Xiaoyuruo flustered struggle a few times, eventually lost the last trace of strength.