He's so perfect, I'm so humble

"Su Chengcheng, Manager Jiang is looking for you."

Manager Jiang is looking for me!

I opened the door gently, but didn't see him.The light in the bedroom was on, and I went inside.Manager Jiang lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed. When he heard me come in, he patted the place next to him.

I walked over and sat down next to him.He still didn't open his eyes, a pair of nice glasses were on the bridge of his high nose.He touched my hand, pulled it to his forehead, squeezed my fingers and pressed his temple.He wants me to rub his temples.

"Manager Jiang, do you have a headache?"

He said "hmm" and didn't speak again.I turned sideways, slanted my shoulders slightly, raised my hand to take off his glasses, and gently placed them on the bedside table.Manager Jiang's eyelashes are thick and slender, curled like fake ones.How could there be such beautiful eyelashes, I resisted the urge not to touch them, and started rubbing his temples.

It didn't take long before he unbuttoned his shirt one by one.Stopped at the fourth one, turned over, lifted his shirt to expose his waist, and pressed my hand on his lower back.He wants me to give him a massage.

I adjusted my sitting posture and pondered over my technique in a decent manner.Manager Jiang's skin is so soft and smooth that it's ugly. In comparison, my hands are more like hands doing rough work.I was distracted several times, and Manager Jiang let out a muffled snort when he felt comfortable. My subordinate is still of some use.Afterwards he remained motionless and silent, breathing evenly through his nasal cavity, I guess he fell asleep.

I turned up the temperature of the air conditioner and lifted the quilt on one side to cover him.My hands are a little tired, but my heart is dying happily.

I don't know how to say some words, but Ting Yu seems to be convinced that I love him.Every time I quarrel, no matter what I say or do, he will treat me as a tantrum, and it will be fine after the quarrel, as the saying goes, there is no overnight feud between husband and wife.So he never took my words to heart.If one day I have the idea of ​​leaving him, it will become a fantasy, nonsense, nonsense.I have lived like this for more than twenty years in my life.

When I came home from get off work that day, I opened the door and saw Ting Yu taking out his wallet.The man took the money and ran away without saying hello.I instantly lost the desire to enter the door, and turned around to leave.

"Cheng Cheng," he pulled me back.

I couldn't laugh or cry: "You don't even let MB go now?"

He said it nicely: "MB is also a human being."

"Then you have an accident, who is responsible?" I shook off him and simply walked away.

I still couldn't resist answering his call, which was already the hundredth or so in three days.

"Cheng Cheng, where are you? Why don't you go to work? I can't find you anywhere. I'm going to call the police."

"Why do you want me, you don't need me."

"Of course I need you, I can't live without you."

"I don't believe it. How do you know? You haven't tried it? You will meet better people in the future. I'm not the one who grows old with you."

"But I just want you, I want you to be with me all the time."

"I'm tired, I'm tired with you."

"Come back, Cheng Cheng. I promise you, I won't look for anyone else."

"I told you not to look for that person before, how many times did you look for it without telling me?"

"Do you still want to mention the past?"

"Why don't you let me mention what you did wrong yourself?"

"The past is the past, people will change. Come back, I'm going to faint from hunger."

Is it because I can't let go, soft-hearted, unwilling, or something else, I always feel that our relationship should not end like this.