If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

Jiang Miao's cheeks turned red because his voice was so pleasant and his face was so gentle.

After a while, she heard footsteps coming, but she didn't expect that the person coming was Zhang Wenruo.

Without saying a word, he said: "Xiao Miao, come with me."

"I remembered everything. I was sorry for you before, but I will treat you well from now on."

Jiang Miao couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard his words, "Master Zhang, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"How do you get the confidence that I would leave my husband and follow you?"

Zhang Wenruo frowned, with a gloomy face, and said to himself: "Because I know the person you like will always be me."

After he saw the wedding announcement of Jiang Miao and Liang Hongsheng in the newspaper that day, he had a long nightmare that night.

In the dream, he still studied abroad.

At first, he would send letters to Xiaomiao, but later he was busy with his studies and talking about literature with foreign friends and rarely sent letters back.

It's not that he doesn't want to write to Xiaomiao, it's just that there is nothing to talk about between them.

She doesn't understand Tolstoy, she doesn't understand Balzac, and she doesn't know Maupassant or Shakespeare.

In his impression, this little childhood sweetheart was so superficial that he had the idea of ​​​​breaking off the engagement with her as soon as he returned to China.

Due to his parents' obstruction, Xiaomiao's attempt to retain her never came through, and he eventually married Xiaomiao.

After marriage, Xiaomiao took care of the housework and served his parents, but there was still no passion between the two.

Until he met Xiaomiao's sister Tang Yiyan, who gave him meticulous care in literature and encouraged him to be successful in literature. Finally, they fell in love.

In the dream, he cruelly divorced Xiaomiao and married Tang Yiyan

He couldn't recall what happened next. Xiao Miao died, he and Tang Yiyan separated and reunited, and finally ended up with Tang Yiyan betraying him and entangled with Feng Shitang.

Now that he woke up from the dream, he was shocked to realize how wrong he was and missed such a woman who was loyal to him.

Zhang Wenruo looked at Jiang Miao's beautiful face quietly and said, "Xiao Miao, please give me another chance."

"Impossible." Jiang Miao looked at him coldly, "Please don't disturb my life again in the future."

Zhang Wenruo was unwilling to give in, "Should I marry you as soon as I return to China, and we will be happily together forever?"

Jiang Miao did not laugh at him this time, but said seriously: "Zhang Wenruo, your arrogance and prejudice have destined that there will be no happiness between us."

Zhang Wenruo looked stiff and disbelieving, "No. Those are all misunderstandings. I don't know your progress."

"Shut up." Jiang Miao interrupted him, "Your current offer is a joke in front of me. Don't you understand? You make me feel sick. You are a rotten person."

Zhang Wenruo looked extremely pale, "Do I have no chance at all?"

"Zhang Wenruo, no one will wait here forever." Jiang Miao dropped these words and left.

Zhang Wenruo stood there for a long time, his face turning gray.

He didn't know where to go.

He believed that the dream was true, and now in reality Tang Yiyan had indeed betrayed him.

Tang Yiyan and Wang Guangjun had been living together for several days, and he was deceived by that bitch.

After his family learned about this, they asked him to break off his engagement with Tang Yiyan. He really didn't want to be involved with this woman anymore, and he had to resolve the matter completely even if he was laughed at.

Jiang Miao was not influenced by Zhang Wenruo. After all, this was also a part of her setup. But she didn't expect that Zhang Wenruo would come to the wedding scene and say this.

She left the small garden and went to find Liang Hongsheng.

When Liang Hongsheng saw her coming, he didn't care about the guests and walked towards her quickly, with a trace of nervousness in his eyes, "But are you tired?"

Jiang Miao saw that the roots of his ears were a little red, "How much wine have you drunk?"

"Just a few drinks. I promised my wife that I won't be greedy." Liang Hongsheng lowered his head slightly and said in her ear: "We will have a drink when we get home."

"Combined wine?" Jiang Miao joked.

When Liang Hongsheng heard her say this and looked at the girl's beautiful face, he felt a burning sensation rising somewhere.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Miao asked again, "You don't have to entertain the guests anymore?"

Liang Hongsheng looked at her feet in high heels and said, "It's okay, let's go home now."

Jiang Miao frowned, "Okay."

When he returned to his new home, Liang Hongsheng got out of the car first, bowed and took the person out.

Jiang Miao put her arms around his neck and looked at his gentle and deep eyebrows, "Brother Hongsheng, I feel like I'm dreaming."

Liang Hongsheng's lips raised slightly, "Why do you say that?"

"Because when we first met, you were really distant from me."

Liang Hongsheng lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I won't do it again."

He sent the person into the bath, "You go in and take a bath to relieve your fatigue."

"Oh." Jiang Miao hooked his tie.

Liang Hongsheng's throat rolled up, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, "Don't you want me to go out?"

Jiang Miao blinked and moved closer to him, their breathing could be heard.

Liang Hongsheng looked at his wife in front of him, no longer holding back and kissed her deep inside.

After a while, she wetted the corners of her lips, and the two of them fell into the bathtub and hugged each other closer and closer, so close that they couldn't tell the difference between each other, and even the air became thinner.

As you come and go, the water in the bath ripples in circles.

Jiang Miao quickly pressed his hand and said vaguely: "Go back to the room."

"Right here." Liang Hongsheng pecked her lips, as if he was competing with her.

Jiang Miao knew that this man was seeking revenge for her repeated seductions, so she had no choice but to hug his neck tightly, press her face against his, and softly said, "My legs are sore here."

"You can sit up." Liang Hongsheng chuckled.

"No, no, no." Jiang Miao stood up and started to run.

Liang Hongsheng was afraid that she would fall in the bath, so he quickly picked her up face to face, wiped her dry and took her back to the room.

He put her on the bed and looked at her lips, delicate face, and throat as if sparks were igniting, and he felt the tightness in her abdomen getting stronger.

Jiang Miao looked at his gradually deepening eyebrows and quickly stepped back.

Liang Hongsheng sat on the bed and said to her: "Miaomiao, come here."

Jiang Miao stretched out her hand towards him, "What for?"

Liang Hongsheng grabbed her arm with some force, and her delicate body rushed towards her with a cry of surprise.

The world was spinning for a while, and Jiang Miao was supported by him and lay on top of him. The man in front of her had clear features and thin lips, looking at her with a smile.

Jiang Miao put her hands against his chest and couldn't help but hold her breath.

Liang Hongsheng tucked a strand of her scattered long hair behind her ears, and said in a very gentle voice, "Don't you always want me to hold you to sleep? Why are you still hiding?"

Jiang Miao glared at him, "It's all your fault for being like that."

"What do I look like?" Liang Hongsheng asked with a smile.

Jiang Miao muttered, "It seemed like you were going to eat me just now."

"Don't be afraid." Liang Hongsheng rubbed her back and asked with concern, "Are you hungry? Do you want to get up and eat something?"

"I'm not hungry. I ate a lot of snacks in the small garden, and Mother Han even gave me a bowl of wontons."

"Then get up and have a glass of wine before going to bed?" Liang Hongsheng pinched her face, which still had some baby fat.

Jiang Miao blinked, "You're still thinking about Hexin Wine!"

"Then what should I be worried about?" Liang Hongsheng was a little absent-minded when he said this. His slender white fingers moved along her cheek to her lips, gently rubbing them back and forth.

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