The president is dying every day

Ren Chuan never expected that a diary would make him cry and laugh at the same time.

His tears couldn't stop flowing, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Between him and Jiang Huan, more than 20 years have been sealed in this diary.

"Dog thing..." Ren Chuan wiped his tears, cried and turned to the last page, cursing in his mouth, "It will make me cry."

Surprisingly... the last page is no longer a diary... but a... distorted abstract painting.

Looking at this miraculous masterpiece, Ren Chuan's brain had a flash of inspiration, and he read out the jingle, "An old man Ding owed me two eggs, I said three days to pay, he said four days, three green onions for three cents , a piece of bean curd is [-] cents, a bunch of candied haws is [-] cents..."

On the bottom of this masterpiece, Jiang Huan also signed his own name, and the inscription is a p.

In crooked handwriting, there is a string of Spanish written, which roughly translates to "the lover of my dreams."

This may be Mr. Jiang's masterpiece when he was five, six, three or four years old.

Ren Chuan clutched his stomach and fell on the sofa, his laughter almost knocked the roof over, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Mr. Jiang, who knew nothing about all this and didn't even know that his diary was discovered, came over with two cups of coffee, and even wondered, "What are you looking at? Laughing like this?"

In the next second, his eyes fell on the diary in Ren Chuan's hand, his face changed suddenly, and the coffee in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, "..."

Ren Chuan laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, leaned in front of Jiang Huan, and showed him the masterpiece on the last page, "Let me ask you, are you looking at me now... are you particularly disappointed?"

"I..." Jiang Huan's face turned red visible to the naked eye. This diary contained his dark history for many years. He wanted to throw it away with the garbage, but he didn't expect that Ren Chuan would find it out.

He even became a little annoyed, "What are you looking at!!!"

He reached out to grab the diary in Ren Chuan's hand, but Ren Chuan dodged it nimbly.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!" Ren Chuan burst out laughing, hiding around with his diary, playing peek-a-boo with Jiang Huan in the coffee shop.

The puppet cat on the cat climbing frame looked up at the two childish humans, feeling bored, opened its mouth and yawned irrelevantly.

However, in the next second, Ren Chuan accidentally tripped over the platform and fell on the cat climbing frame, knocking the cat climbing frame down.

The puppet cat's eyes were full of surprise, and it felt that the disaster had come too suddenly, so it rushed up and punched Ren Chuan with meowing fists, scratching his face with left and right punches.

"Ouch!" Ren Chuan covered his face, "Dead cat! Don't let me catch you!!!"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Huan heard Ren Chuan screaming in pain, and rushed up, "Have you been scratched by a cat again?"

Ren Chuan teases cats and dogs every day, and getting caught by cats is nothing new, so there is always a medical kit in the coffee shop.

Jiang Huan sat on the sofa, carefully helping Ren Chuan deal with the wound on his face, but his eyes never left the diary in Ren Chuan's hand, always wanting to seize the opportunity to snatch the diary and destroy it.

Just as he was gathering strength and was about to grab the diary, Ren Chuan suddenly hugged the diary and said, "I've thought about what I want for my tenth wedding anniversary gift!"

"Ah...ah?" Jiang Huan's attention was diverted, and he looked at Ren Chuan, "What do you want?"

Ren Chuan hugged the diary and said with a smile, "I want this diary!"

Jiang Huan's face froze all of a sudden, and he felt four large characters descended from the sky, "Heaven will kill me".

"How many years ago is this black history!!!" Jiang Huan wailed, "Are you going to let me be a human again!!!"

But Ren Chuan blinked and looked at him, "I like this."

"I beg you to change your favorite." Jiang Huan wanted to kneel down and beg him, "Or I'll buy you Buffett's shares and make you the largest shareholder, or the two of us will climb the Himalayas this year. Or go across the Amazon rainforest..."

"I don't." Ren Chuan flatly refused, "I want this diary."

Jiang Huan really couldn't accept his black history, and was treated as a treasure by his wife, "..."

He has been looking for an opportunity to secretly take the diary and destroy it.

When he fell asleep at night, Jiang Huan got up secretly, took a flashlight and searched up and down the house, but he didn't find the diary.

He was wondering where else Ren Chuan could hide the diary. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw the sleeping Ren Chuan holding the diary tightly in his hands, not letting go even when he was sleeping.

Jiang Huan held his breath, climbed onto the bed carefully, and wanted to get the diary.

He stretched out two fingers, pinched a corner of the diary, controlled his strength, and carefully pulled out the diary slowly...

The whole process was quiet and silent, not even daring to breathe, for fear of waking up Ren Chuan.

Just when the diary was about to be pulled out——

In the next second, a voice rang above his head, "Jiang Huan, what are you doing?"

Jiang Huan's movements froze all of a sudden, breaking out in cold sweat, "..."

"I..." Jiang Huan turned his head and met Ren Chuan's eyes, "I'm..."

Ren Chuan looked at him, then at the diary in his hand, "You want to steal the diary!!!"

"I didn't!!!" Jiang Huan immediately raised his hands, indicating that he was innocent, "I really didn't!!!"

Ren Chuan looked at him incredulously, "Then what are you doing?"

"I'm here..." Jiang Huan's forehead was covered with cold sweat. After he pondered for a while, he suddenly said, "Seduce you..."

Ren Chuan was stunned instantly, "Huh?"

"A beautiful day..." Jiang Huan tore off his pajamas to reveal half of his shoulders, and cast a wink at Ren Chuan, "Husband~~~ Do you want to waste the spring like this?"

Ren Chuan was really speechless. He glanced at his phone. The so-called good time was four o'clock in the morning. He looked outside the dark window again. The so-called beautiful scenery was winter without even grass.

It's still fucking spring.

Why not say erotic?

He sighed deeply, lay down and closed his eyes again to prepare for sleep.

Jiang Huan looked at most of his bare shoulders, then at Ren Chuan who was about to sleep with his eyes closed, "..."

"Am I so unattractive!!!" Jiang Huan was about to growl, "I'm tempting you!!!"

"Fucking it's four o'clock in the morning!!!" Ren Chuan grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Are you treating me like a chicken!!!"

It was a bit weird to say these words, as soon as I said them, both of them fell silent, "..."

"I..." Jiang Huan mulled over his words, like a mosquito buzzing, "Let you fuck..."

Ren Chuan didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Jiang Huan's eyes drifted away, looking at the sky and the earth but not at Ren Chuan, "I said... I'll let you fuck..."

They looked at each other... and fell silent.

After a while, Ren Chuan lay down again, closed his eyes, and was ready to sleep.

Jiang Huan couldn't believe it, "I told you I'll let you fuck!!! That's your attitude!!! That's your reaction!!! I've made such a big sacrifice!!!"

"Forget it..." Ren Chuan listened to the north wind whistling outside the window, and sighed deeply, "With this horrible weather, even if you run away with other men, I don't even bother to chase after you."

Jiang Huan, who was speechless, "..."

Jiang Huan doesn't have any attachment to Dang Gong, occasionally he wants to be Dang Shou, but...

Ren Chuan is lazy...

It really wasn't Boss Jiang's fault.

On the [-]th wedding anniversary the next day, Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan finally did not travel all over the world. They chose to stay in the old house and invited Cui Minghao, Zhu Kaifeng, and Meng Chunzhongnian to have dinner together. In a relatively traditional way, celebrating the first ten years of their marriage.

Just eating and drinking was too boring, so they started playing the king game.

A person who becomes a king can appoint others to do things.

Jiang Huan rubbed his hands excitedly, he was finally able to get the diary blatantly, and let Ren Chuan destroy it.

All of them formed a circle, put a bottle in the middle, turned the bottle, and whoever the bottle pointed at was the king.

In the first round, the mouth of the bottle pointed at Zhong Nian.

Zhong Nian gave Meng Chun a look, and Meng Chun immediately went to the kitchen, mixed a glass of devil drink with vinegar, soy sauce, chili oil and fruit juice, and brought it over.

Zhong Nian giggled, looked at Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan, "Bosses, please."

Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan glanced at each other, and their Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty.

They didn't even have to finish the drink, just the first sip sent them rushing to the bathroom, throwing up like crazy.

In the second round, the bottle mouth pointed to Cui Minghao.

Cui Minghao pushed his glasses, pointed at Zhu Kaifeng, "Please kiss your feet."

Everyone rushed forward and pushed Zhu Kaifeng down. There was a howl like a pig being killed, but Zhu Kaifeng's flexibility was really bad. After trying so many positions, he couldn't kiss him no matter what. to his own feet.

In the third round, Jiang Huan thought, this must be his turn anyway.

When the mouth of the bottle turned slowly and was about to point to him, a gust of wind blew in the next second, making the mouth of the bottle point to Ren Chuan beside him.

Jiang Huan, who was speechless, "..."

Ren Chuan held the notebook, smiled, and looked at everyone present, "I won't let you do anything, but let you enjoy a masterpiece..."

He swiped and unfolded the last page of the notebook, "Jiang Huan drew it at the age of five! Said it was his dream lover!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Everyone fell to the ground, holding their stomachs and laughing non-stop, "It's so anti-human!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha, why is this old man Ding?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, it's a good thing Mr. Jiang didn't enter the art world."

Jiang Huan's face turned red visibly, and steam was about to come out from the top of his head, "..."

In the fourth round, the mouth of the bottle finally turned to Jiang Huan. Jiang Huan looked at Ren Chuan, and was about to say, destroy the diary, but the next second, he stopped.

Ren Chuan looked up at Jiang Huan, breathing slightly short of breath, "You..."

Jiang Huan leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, as if treating his own angel, "As your king, I only have one request."

"Please love me forever..."

"That way... I wouldn't... have Borderlands for nothing."

"It's not... the lonely king on the Iron Throne."