Buck was stunned: "No!"

After all, Zhou Xiaoli was still the stingy girl as fierce as ever, with one hand on her hips: "Don't worry about whether it's true or not, I've admitted it wrong for you anyway, and you said that this is our wedding room, you...you..." When one hand pointed at Buck's nose, she finally cried in a shortness of breath: "Look! This is my life. This ring can only be worn on the index finger, and the life that cannot be married!"

The green saddle-shaped jade ring was just pointing at Buck. No wonder the girl was so bitter. Is this really a fate in the dark?

Buck, who had been teased by fate, had a bitter face: "It's just a ring. I'll take it off after I get some soapy water. Why don't I change it to you with a smaller one?"

Zhou Xiaoli was still fierce, and raised her middle finger to Buck: "Wear it here?" She felt indecent, so she changed to Buck: "Where is this? Do you dare to say that you didn't wear it for Xiang Wan now? If you dare to give it to me, you dare to wear it! I dare to wear it for ten yuan on the roadside! Don't want you, a thousand eight hundred!"

Is it good to have thousands of eight hundred...a thousand eight million?

Buck didn't dare to respond, and he was the one who felt guilty after all: "Be busy at work, be more careful..."

Zhou Xiaoli took a deep breath, suppressed her hot temper, and muttered to clean up the dishes in the sink: "I know I have a bad temper, how good can Xiang Wan be? I'm cold and angel calling people to take out the meat!"

Buck probably said something casually when he was pregnant, but he didn't dare to ask too much. He took out the bowl of meat slices, and Zhou Xiaoli wiped her face with a wet tissue, and then sat at the table blankly. People's emotions could be reflected from her figure. Anyway, Buck looked lonely and helpless, saying that it was impossible not to feel sorry for him, but he stretched out the bowls and chopsticks: "After getting married, she was not as good as before, and she often laughed..."

Zhou Xiaoli interrupted with chopsticks: "Of course! She will laugh all day long after she gets married, but I will cry every day!"

Buck didn't dare to say anything again. He really liked this girl's courage to speak and do. If it weren't for a quarrel in Japan, maybe a proposal on the podium would be considered a good idea, and it would be a good fortune to make people.

Zhou Xiaoli picked up the dishes in the soup pot and took the red wine and two cups next to her finger. Buck only dared to pour a little for her, and asked the girl to press the bottle and pour half a cup. Her other hand also carried the dishes into Buck's bowl: "You said that I saw that young lady intimate with you now, is it sour? I used to be jealous, but now I don't even have the right to be jealous, and even jealous must be a good reputation. Xiang Wan married you, and it's not my turn to eat your jealousy. She needs to eat it openly. It turns out that jealousy that cannot be eaten is the most sour!" She did speak quickly, and eat it while holding the dishes, and her words were as aggressive as a machine gun.

Buck ate silently and also robbed the girl.

Zhou Xiaoli lost her tears or temper before, just eating and talking. She spoke quickly and clearly, and she was a perfect match: "I know that those things you advised me are just that life will pass slowly and I will grow up in the end? But you know that I have been gritting my teeth and walking for a long time until I met you, thinking that I wouldn't have to look at anything like that, but I just fought for you myself!"

Buck felt that this sentence made some sense, and he touched the glass with the girl. Zhou Xiaoli pointed to the bookshelf with the glass. It should be the books that Lin Huining found in order to shoot. The key points are the taste and the color of the spine. Buck is not a person who likes reading too much, and Zhou Xiaoli is even more so, so that should not be their property. The girl said: "In the past few months, I have been reading books at home every night. I want to understand why Fang Lingying can talk to you sometimes. I think she has read a lot of books. The sentence just now was what Maupassant said. Life cannot be as good as you imagine, but it will not be as bad as you imagine. I think people's fragility and strength are beyond my imagination. Sometimes I may cry in a fragile sentence, and sometimes I find myself gritting my teeth and walking a long way."

When Buck saw the girl holding a glass and touching the bottle, he poured it into the bottom, and he planned to clean up the wine as much as possible.

Zhou Xiaoli smiled, "Mom knows what I think. In the past few months, I have been at the factory. I am alone at home every day, waiting for you, and waiting for you two pairs of chopsticks every day. In fact, I may have lived with my mother before, and I can't imagine that I could have lived like this for a long time. Sometimes I think I am a bystander of my life. Seeing the flow of life calmly, it is said that people grow slowly, but it is not. I think I grew up in an instant, just like suddenly I have settled enough. I feel satisfied when I hear what you said on the stage. Although my nature is difficult to change, I still want to stay with you forever and can't stand other women, but I think I have changed... and become able to accept loneliness."

Buck looked at the girl with infinite pity and felt the same way. Only when a person walks alone on the road that seems to have no end can he understand the feeling of being used to loneliness. It seems that many things that were originally thought were very important were indifferent, and he had already worn away his anger, excitement and even emotions while walking day after day.

But now all kinds of love are like the flames of the light of stars, reigniting their motivation for life. Does Zhou Xiaoli also have to experience such painful changes?

The girl smiled more and more relaxed: "I called Gu Qian to be the deputy. The ones who went to Longshan with us were following me in the past. I seemed to be able to understand your mentality and guide them to work from the perspective of bystanders. But now I can't talk to them about my feelings in my heart. It seems that I won't change anything after I say it. I'm too lazy to say that I have found my own pace of life, so I just follow this route."

Buck felt that the girl was a little split now. On the one hand, the feeling of loneliness has made her mature and quiet, but once it is involved in her emotional life, it seems a little irritable, but this situation should not be dangerous. People have some mental illnesses, but it is just priorities, so just listen quietly.

The girl who drank a few glasses of red wine had a flush on her face. Her alcohol tolerance was already good, and her eyes became brighter: "Life is indeed not so satisfactory. In the past, it was always dark cloudy days, so I was always very nervous, but one day the sun finally came, and I was swaying and blooming in the sun, but I was too nervous and my dream was so beautiful that I couldn't enjoy the sunshine calmly. When I finally learned a little calm, you are not mine... Well, I should say it's not me alone."

Actually, I was still a little drunk, and my fingers shook my fingers and pointed to the sky: "Sometimes the sun shines over, I will bloom my own flowers. When the clouds are covered, I am busy with my own affairs alone. Isn't this the reality?" I shook my index finger again: "Look, I am destined to be a life that cannot be married. You have to come and see me sometimes?"

The girl looked a little cute and silly. She grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into a big glass and drank it down...

When Buck carried her to bed, he heard Zhou Xiaoli muttering: "Even if... the world regards me as an enemy, as long as the heart is still transparent, it can reflect hope..."

This cute unlucky girl probably read too many books recently and has become a nerd.
Chapter completed!