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Chapter 89 He's just an ordinary person

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    He sat down to comfort her.

    She pushed him away.

    He went over.

    She pushed away.

    Just like this over and over again.

    She couldn't help but get hairy: "Since you despise me! Then stay away from me!"

    "Did you hear that?"

    "I want to go back! When I go back, I will never see you again!"

    "Don't say that." He spread his hands helplessly, "I am also a man."

    How could you not mind?

    He forcefully wiped her tears and snot: "Aren't I here?"

    He made dinner.

    She was angry and refused to eat.

    Ordered takeaway again.

    At the end of the stalemate, he fed her one bite at a time, and she slowly smiled.

    But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore.

    Without money, it is difficult to move an inch.

    I can't afford the phone bill.

    It was only when he called her that he found out, and then paid her.

    I dare not tell him about being cheated.

    She didn't go out to work, and she didn't dare to ask for money like before, so she started to cut down on food and clothing as much as possible.

    Sell ??some of the gifts he gave her before if they can be sold quietly.

    She wants to live a decent life, but the reality is naked.

    Until he found out, he couldn't bear it anymore.

    "You don't have money, can you tell me?"

    "When did I underpay you?"

    "Cheated? Such a childish scam. Can you have some snacks? Such a good deal?"

    "You want to exchange money? You want to make money. Last time, I was still talking about things, so I ran over to you! I lost a project."

    "If you stay at home honestly, you can save me a lot of money!"

    "You sold all these things, are you planning to leave? Have you gone back to your village?"

    She is like a liar.

    He is like a fool.

    The two started a very tiresome quarrel again.

    "You just despise me!"

    "Am I willing to be deceived by others?"

    "These things are mine if you give them to me! I can sell them if I want."

    "You want me to go back! I just want to go back."

    She started to pack her luggage, but found that he bought most of his things for her.

    If he lost everything he bought her, he would have almost nothing to take with him.

    She dragged a suitcase and ran out angrily, and later she found out that he also bought the suitcase.

    In the end, she was picked up by him with her head down, and she no longer had the arrogance she had before.

    They started to stumble and make noise.

    Could this be the life she pursued after leaving her home to this strange city?

    Her mother even said that his father was immature, and they often quarreled.

    But after having her again, his father grew up slowly, and the two got along more and learned to think for each other, and became harmonious.

    Is it better to be married?

    Will things get better when they have kids?

    She thought so, and began to work hard in that direction.

    She is a hot-tempered and urgent person, and her words are never just words.

    That day she tried: "I will get married when we have children."

    He was silent for a while: "We are still young, and there are still many things to do, so let's not have children first."

    Her throat choked for a moment: "Don't you like our children?"

    "I I like it very much. It's just that we are all busy now and don't have time to take care of them." He explained as he rubbed her hair.

    She believed him until she saw him.

    Then there was a woman standing next to him with a big belly.

    At that time, she really wanted to run over and question them

    Maybe they are brothers and sisters or something?

    Isn't it normal for a brother or brother to take care of his pregnant sister or sister?

    If she really rushed over, he would not like it either.

    He is so gentle and considerate, he should like the kind of girl who knows the book well.

    theIf he rushed over, wouldn't he be no different from a shrew?

    She returned home silently with the report.

    She sat on the sofa, waiting for him to come back, waiting for him to come back and explain.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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