Bu Zhiya, "..."
They are husband and wife, this is her obligation, why does he apologize.
She blushed and didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, "I... I'm really uncomfortable now, it hurts a little, can I wait until night."
Rong Shixiu was taken aback for a moment, then exulted, "Yaya, do you mean that you are willing to give yourself to me?"
Bu Zhiya, "..."
His face was blushing!
Can he stop asking so bluntly, how should she answer
Rong Shixiu lowered his head abruptly, and kissed her hard on the lips, "Okay, then wait until tonight."
He was so happy that he didn't know what to say.
"Yaya, where did you say it hurts and where is it uncomfortable?"
Bu Zhiya, "..."
Could it be that he was so happy that he was silly
This kind of question is also asked, do you want to shame her to death
This can't be blamed on Rong Shixiu. He has been in the army all year round and gets along with a bunch of big men, so he still has very little experience in that area.
In his opinion, he was so gentle last night, and he restrained himself from doing it only once, so he shouldn't have hurt her.
In addition, I am indeed dizzy with joy now, so it is inevitable that I will ignore it.
"I'm hungry."
Bu Zhiya quickly changed the subject.
"Oh, I'll let the servant cook breakfast, no, I'll make it for you myself, Yaya, what do you want to eat?"
"It will be all right."
"Okay, wait, I'll do it right away, and then I'll serve it to you."
After Rong Shixiu finished speaking, he went out with a smiling face, so happy that he almost jumped up.
Bu Zhiya smiled softly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
In the bathroom, all supplies are doubled.
Looking at this cozy bathroom, her eyes suddenly became moist.
It's all the style she likes, and what kind of mood he has lived for so long with a comatose her.
Now that he is successful and famous, such an excellent man married her who is still a vegetable. How will she repay this affection.
Thinking of him guarding her like a corpse day and night, waiting endlessly but never giving up, she felt so sad that she wanted to cry.
When Rong Shixiu came in with breakfast, he found that she was not on the bed.
He put down his breakfast, then glanced at the closed bathroom door, and walked over.
He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door when he heard crying inside.
Rong Shixiu was in a hurry, kicked the door open, and saw Bu Zhiya squatting on the ground, out of breath from crying.
"Yaya, what's wrong with you, Yaya? Is there something wrong? Talk to me, don't scare me."
Bu Zhiya shook her head while crying, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, hugging his neck tightly.
"Sorry, Shixiu, I'm sorry."
"What's wrong?" Rong Shixiu hugged her waist with one hand, and patted her back gently with the other.
"I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting for me for so long."
Rong Shixiu was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and kissed her hair.
The words are affectionate, "Fool, the one who should say sorry is me."
At first she was asked to wait for him for five years, but since he left, it has been seven years.
It may be that God punished him for not keeping his promise and made her wait for two years, so he also had to wait.
He let her go and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Yaya, thank you for waiting for me."
Bu Zhiya sniffed and shook her head, "It's all over."
Yes, it's all over.
No matter who is waiting for whom, no matter how much bitterness and bitterness there is in the past, it is all over.
Now, they are all fine.
Rong Shixiu carried her to the sofa and pushed the dining car over.
The mobile phone next to it kept beeping.
It was Rong Shixiu's cell phone, he showed it to her, and he served her vegetables.
Bu Zhiya opened it, only to find out that the WeChat group has exploded, and the topics discussed above...