However, she didn't even look at him and replied to him, "I don't like it."

Almost all the frustrations of Mr. Song’s life came from Ning'an. Since meeting Ning'an, he has nothing to fail except in bed.

As a man, all his self-esteem is gone.

Ning An really doesn’t know what he is going crazy again. Isn’t she okay if she doesn’t want his gift?

There were traces of rupture in her eyes, like thin ice cracking, and the weather was cold and the ground was frozen.

She remembered that once, when she came back from working overtime, Song Shaoyan brought her a box of exquisite handmade pastries.

She thought it was bought by Song Shaoyan specifically, or even made by himself.

As a result, she was wrong.

After eating happily, she saw Gu Huiyin's circle of friends.

Gu Huiyin posted a picture of the pastry and a selfie, and also a "disappointed" expression.

Behind the expression was a row of eye-catching words: The pastry you made by yourself, but unfortunately I had a toothache and I was not lucky enough to endure it.

After Ning An saw it, he ran to the pool and vomited for a long time.

She was deeply impressed by that incident.

Song Shaoyan has done a lot of things that disgusting her.

Later, as long as he brought her food, she threw it all into the trash can, and she didn't want it.

She is unlucky to receive his things.

Ning An knew about the dress and perfume this time, and I'm afraid Gu Huiyin wanted it.

"Ning'an, it's interesting to talk back to me? Is it frustrated that you feel accomplished, right?" Song Shaoyan looked at her coldly.

The movements on his hands did not ease, and he took off his blazer.

"Song Shaoyan, you figured it out that you couldn't get along with me, and it wasn't me who let you down."

"I can't get along with you? I'll bring you a gift, but I can't get along with you?"

"I don't want your gift, is that wrong?"

"That's right. Don't you just don't like it? I'll make you like it later."

After saying that, Song Shaoyan leaned over and tried hard.

"Ah..." Ning An frowned in pain.

Song Shaoyan hasn't touched her for more than 20 days. At first, it was because she had a period. As soon as she left during her period, he went on a business trip.

Her body was not ready at all. Everything that happened suddenly made her arch and frown in pain.

Some were filled with anger, and Song Shaoyan tortured her to exhaustion.

She didn't plan to bother with her, but she was aggressive.

Tears shed in the corner of Ning'an's eyes, just like the spring rain outside, continuous.

Tears wet her shoulders and made her feel sticky, making her feel uncomfortable.

Ning An stopped talking, no matter how much she said, it was her fault.

It was her fault that she didn't want to talk to him, and it was her fault that she didn't want a gift.

Yes, this marriage was indeed her fault at the beginning.

So now, it's all punishment.

Ning An looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling with his eyes blankly, and the light reflected her dim eyes.

In fact, she hadn't cried for many years before getting married.

She is not a crying woman, but she can't stop her tears.

Just as she was expressionless and letting Song Shaoyan make trouble, suddenly, a faint tobacco smell came from her lips.

Song Shaoyan is kissing her.

Ning An closed her eyes weakly, frowned, and stopped struggling.

I don’t know how long the love story on the sofa lasted, but Ning An Ji finally fainted.

Song Shaoyan carried her to the bathroom.

After taking a shower for her, changing her pajamas, he carried her to bed again.

Ning An lay tiredly on the bed, so tired that she couldn't lift her hands.

"Ning'an, why don't you even want my gift?"
Chapter completed!