Stinging heart

As soon as my throat was blocked, I opened my mouth and said in a very low voice, ”It’s you, it’s always been you!”

He raised the tip of his finger and landed on my chin, his eyes facing each other, he made no secret of the longing in his eyes, bowed his head, and fell with a heavy kiss.

Feeling a little upset, he grabbed me and said, ”Go to the bathroom!”

The shadow on his eyebrows was a little heavier, and I pursed my lips and felt unspeakably depressed. It was a disease that I couldn’t talk to anyone about.

”Good!”

He opened his mouth, hugged me inside the bathroom, several times down. He may be uncomfortable because his breath was a little heavy, and he was leaning me against the wall, with his slender body half squatted down.

I was surprised. I took his hand and shook my head. ”Jordan, no.” All right!

He lowered me, his voice a little hoarse, ”Good, let’s try, you can’t always rely on water!”

I shook my head and said, ”No!”

Seeing that I was adamant, he stopped going on.

”Be patient again!”

I bit my lip, a little disgusted, ”Jordan Astley, stop!”

It’s really hard. It’s better not to do it.

While I was talking, I had pushed him away and saw that he had not had enough fun in his eyes.

I felt an endless sense of frustration for a moment. I looked at him and said, ”I’m sorry, I. Go and find Nicole Blakely!”

This is true. It seemed that even the most basic marital life can no longer be carried on between him and me.

No one can accept such a marriage.

Without looking at his face, I went straight back to the bedroom, washed it briefly, then went to bed, and my heart was in a mess.

It wasn’t long before he followed, and the water in the bathroom sounded, and it took him about an hour to come out.

Wiping the water off his body, he lay next to me and fished me in his arms, his voice a little hoarse. ”After giving birth, let’s go to see a doctor!”

I was silent and my heart was choked up.

”What if it can’t be cured?” This is a mental illness, not a physical one.

He clasped my hand and said, ”It will be cured!”

There was a long silence in the bedroom, and for a long time I heard the shallow sound of breathing and he fell asleep.

I lay in bed, unable to sleep, thinking that it might be possible to talk to Jon about it.