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Chapter 415 2018.8.31 Spiritual kidnapping is a prison

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    Yesterday, I dreamed again I went to the wedding of my friend Yueyue (pronounciation), Yueyue's condition is not bad and she can look good, but the husband I married is rustic.  I was surprised when the groom came out at the wedding, and I wondered how she found such a man.

    Instead, I'm getting married. There are only a few days left before the wedding. There are a lot of things to prepare before the wedding. My family and I are busy going around.  It will be my birthday in a few days, and it is said that the wedding will be held on my birthday.  I don't want to join in the fun, I get married when I get married, and my birthday is my birthday. What's the matter with the merger? Will there be one less festival every year in the future to save trouble?  I don't want to, so I proposed to set the wedding date after the birthday, so that there will be more time, so I don't have to be so nervous now.  But I heard that the wedding date has already gone out with relatives and friends, and it would be very troublesome to change it, so I was speechless, and finally didn't know what to do.

    It is true that I am busy getting married, but I suddenly thought about it, who am I marrying?  Who are you marrying?  I vaguely know that we are going to get married, but I don't know much about the groom.

    Instead, I went to my husband¡¯s factory to visit him on my shoulders. After entering the workshop, many of his colleagues were there, and everyone greeted me kindly when they saw me coming.  After I found a place to sit down, everyone came up to chat and play with me, my heart was warm, I am so popular.  There are many sunny and handsome men among the people who come to play, it seems that my charm is also leveraged.

    I was sitting and chatting with everyone and eating food. My friend Wu Bin (pronounciation) came out of the crowd on my left side and sat down and grabbed my left hand and asked me if the food I was eating was delicious or he bought it for me.  That Lieba was delicious, I smiled at him warmly, saying that he bought it for me, he also smiled happily.  I still remember the big Lieba that Wu Bin bought for me, it was really delicious.

    Everyone put a tool box in front of me, which contains small black ink tools and so on. Everyone wants me to help make something, and this job is only available to me. Of course, I am willing to contribute.

    Since I came in, the whole workshop has been very warm to me, but my husband is the coldest to me. He didn't say a word to me the whole time, not even a hello.  I knew he was jealous and jealous, thinking that I was popular with everyone, that other men were getting close to me or something.  And I think that apart from Wu Bin grabbing my hand, which is a bit inappropriate, I am just talking with other people normally. As for whether others have any imaginary Feifei in their hearts, that is due to my personal charm.  Besides, Wu Bin and I are classmates and good friends for many years, the exaggerated jokes between old friends are also due to the deep friendship.  And it is absolutely impossible for a big man like my husband to have such a little heart, and I hate such a man the most.  This situation makes me feel depressed, and I think it is necessary for me to have a good talk with him after I go back.

    Maybe everyone can see that my husband has been busy with work and ignored me, so several men insisted on pulling him over. He staggered over and couldn't stand still, and sat down on the narrow corner in front of me.  On the table, there was a fat body. He just touched the tool box, and the black ink in the tool box got on him.  He stood up in embarrassment, and didn't pay much attention to me. I knew his thoughts were too narrow and dirty!  The oppressive feeling that this kind of atmosphere brings to me makes me very uncomfortable. I don¡¯t want to change myself and compromise for it. I am still me, and what I need to be is my true self.  So, when you go back, you must talk about it.

    When I was about to leave, two pregnant women came out and said they wanted to leave.  My husband drove over with a covered tricycle, and I asked them where they were going, and I could take them there, but they refused, probably because they had other plans.

    Looking at the broken tricycle in front of me and the husband who is equivalent to the tricycle, I can't help but feel sad. I think I was surprised by Yueyue's groom at the time, so what can I say now.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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