Hi, President overbearing, this is the rhythm of confession. It turns out that the president overbearing is affectionate and warm.

Ruan Xiaoxi did not speak and lowered his head. She felt that their relationship was very delicate now, but the two people who had no feelings at the beginning, even if they had feelings now, the feelings were not pure, which made her very suspicious.

"Joyson, if you are ill, you should take good care of yourself and hurt your brain. It's really a big deal." But Ruan Xiaoxi retreated. She wanted to avoid the topic.

But joyson didn't give her a chance: "I'm hurt, but I'm sober. Ruan Xiaoxi, don't you even feel it?"

"No!" It is Ruan Xiaoxi's style to be straightforward.

"No Joe Eason is not sure and dare not be so straightforward.

"What do you want? Our marriage was a joke at the beginning. It was already full of holes. Is it necessary to maintain such a marriage? "

Marriage is the pain of Ruan Xiaoxi's life, because it is not for love, but for helplessness.

This marriage always reminds her of her childhood misfortune and growing up involuntarily.

"Then we'll start from the beginning and fill the holes one by one." Eason said, holding her hands as tightly as he could.

Easier said than done.

Ruan Xiaoxi once thought that song Zhouhong and Ruan Xiaoxi could start again, but love was vulnerable to reality. Overnight, her hope was shattered.

In the face of Qiao Yisen, Ruan Xiaoxi dare not agree. She and song Zhouhong had never been together. How could she realize her dream with Qiao Yisen?

"Can the lost time be renewed?" Ruan Xiaoxi asked in loss.

In fact, her heart is asking, these years, she and Diandian lost everything, can you find it back?

"Time can't come again, but in the future, I will make up for you and the happiness you lost." What joyson said is true.

Everything he said is very good, but the wish in front of reality, after all, is just a wish.

"You are good to heal." Ruan Xiaoxi said that he was about to run.

Joyson immediately got up from the bed, grabbed her arm and wouldn't let her leave.

"I want to go out and get some air." Ruan Xiaoxi argued.

Don't give her any excuse, Qiao Yisen a little hard, pull Ruan Xiaoxi to his arms, can't help but say to block her mouth.

This kind of familiar and intoxicating taste makes joyson unable to stop. In this case, Ruan Xiaoxi had to struggle. If he obeyed, he would agree.

But Qiao Yisen was injured. Ruan Xiaoxi didn't dare to be too fierce, so Qiao Yisen easily got the upper hand.

She sat on his lap, his hands around her waist. Her hands on his chest, between the two people, want to refuse to welcome, a good you Nong I Nong.

I don't know how long it took for Ruan Xiaoxi to feel that she was about to suffocate, so Qiao Yisen let her go.

He touched her forehead and said in a low voice, "you don't like me. You are not willing to touch my wound."

With that, joyson was not so happy.

"So you take advantage of me." Ruan Xiaoxi said, beating Qiao Yisen's chest gently.

Speaking of Ruan Xiaoxi, she is more than 20 years old. Every time she does this kind of intimate action, she is as shy as a little girl. But the more that happened, the more joyson liked it.

Take her little hand, put it on your mouth and kiss it gently. Ruan Xiaoxi's heart beat even harder. For the first time, she knew that the intimacy between husband and wife could make people emotional.

"Promise me, let's try, promise me." Said joyson, almost imploring.