Doting On Wife Like It's His Life,The President Is Determined Not To Divorce

Six years, more than 2000 days, she lived with this man for such a long time. Besides feeling that she was crazy, she couldn't think of any other explanation.

She felt that she really needed to slow down, otherwise she didn't know how to accept the fact.

Jiang Jingzhi looks at her as if she is stunned. There is a strange light in her eyes. When Mu Xincheng reacts, his big palm has touched her face. It's so gentle, as if he's afraid that she will be broken if he touches her.

Mu Xin orange frowned at him, this time she did not escape, just because, was shocked by the sadness of his eyes.

Why did he look at her like that?

Subconsciously, she reached out and stroked her heart. She didn't understand why there was a little pain here, and the stabbing pain spread from her heart.

This kind of feeling is strange to her. She is not used to it and doesn't like it. She opens her mouth and before she has time to speak, she is suddenly held by him in her arms. She holds her so hard that her whole body is close to him. Her breath is his breath. It's so strange, but it seems so familiar.

"Orange Orange... " Ear is his low murmur, every sentence seems to permeate her soul, let her forget now this will hold her tightly man is her most hated person, forget to struggle.

Until, his warm kiss, imprinted on her a little cold lips, she reacted, suddenly pushed him away.

She covered her mouth and looked at him with wide eyes.

Although he said they had been married for six years, now she couldn't accept his kiss.

He kisses her, it's like taking advantage of her.

Jiang Jingzhi still maintains the posture of being pushed away. There is sadness hidden in his eyes. He smiles, but it seems to be more ugly than crying. "I'm sorry, I can't help but forget that you don't remember anything."

Mu Xincheng bit his lower lip and felt a slight tingle before he said, "I Now it's chaotic. You, you don't... "

Originally not very clear, by his this kiss a disturbance, her head became paste.

"Sorry." He once again apologized, no longer close to her, no longer touch her.

Mu Xincheng continued, "I want to stay by myself for a while. You go out first."

With him, she felt that she couldn't calm down and think about what was going on.

Jiang Jingzhi nodded slightly, "OK, if you need to call me again, I'll be outside."

Besides, Mu Cheng gave her a deep answer and didn't close his eyes.

Mu Xincheng just like exhausted the strength, soft directly sat back on the bed, staring at the carpet in a daze.

She reached out and stroked the bandage on her head. She wanted to know whether she had passed through or lost her memory?

Mu Xincheng sleeps and wakes up. She hopes that she has returned to her room as soon as she opens her eyes. But when she opens her eyes, she is disappointed, because the ceiling is still her strange ceiling. This room is the same as yesterday, and she is still in Jiang Jingzhi's house.

She was not so lucky. She couldn't wake up and go back to the past. She sighed a little and didn't want to move.

Yesterday, she only felt headache. Now, she felt pain all over her body. She sat up from the bed, pulled out her pajamas and looked at them. Only then did she find bruises on her legs and body.

What the hell is she doing? Is it because of Jiang Jingzhi's family violence?