She is in a white pajama, and her eyes are full of looks. He sat in front of the computer, looking at her head, and he couldn't help but slam. Stand up from the seat, he opened her arms to put her into the arms. "It's almost a little, why don't you sleep?" She buried her head in his arms. There was a grievance in his tone: "Husband, you haven't hugged me for a long time." He tightened her, Nothing, it's close, it seems that I will never want to let go. She is a special girl, he has always feel that. They were originally friends with each other, but they would nod to courtesy. He saw that she was crazy with a group of sisters and smiled again, and he also saw her Hui's eyes and turned a few turns, and the people were all imposed. He thinks, she is really not suitable for my wife. This girl is too crazy, she is only suitable for being a player. Until one day, he saw her drunk. She sat quietly in the corner, drinking alone, wiped tears alone. There, he and she listened to that song - "Forever". Is she tears for this song? he thinks. Or what will it be? She drunk, a person drunk in front of the table. He helped her, not know where she lived, she was brought to the place where he lived. He put her up her bed. She closed her eyes, unconsciously grabbed his hand, whispered "not to go." He first saw her fragile. That night, he slept her clothes. She woke up in his pregnancy. He looked at her and looked at the baby as a baby. After a moment, she regained back and fierce. "How are you in my bed? What do you want to do?" The threat of her eyes is quite strong. "It's you in my bed, and you are holding me." He smiled. She is suspected to see the surroundings to see themselves. Yes, this is not her bed, and her hand is crossing his waist around the other party. She gently took the hand slowly, it seems to think that he will not be aware of this. And careful he still saw a single face on her face. Her eyes turned a few laps, and finally stayed on his face, "I didn't do anything." She said. However, it seems that it is insufficient. He laughed out. "Be my girlfriend, he looked at her eyes and said softly." Is this not marriage? "She asked, the fingers were trembled." Not counting. But if you want, I can consider. "His hand passes her waist." If you can take me a minute every day, then I promise you to marry. "She said, the eyes looked at him straight." Well ... ok, then marry after three months. " "He said. In this way, they set a marriage contract in his bed." Husband, you have to take me a minute! " She said. After marriage, she will always remind him of this commitment. He is sweet. I never thought that she thought that she had a woman's softness and child. Every day, he will take more For a few more times, dozens of times or even hundreds of times to hold her. Gradually, he began to get busy. Every day, I have to sit in front of the computer for a few hours. Every time she said "hug me a minute" He will always look at her say: "Next time, wife. I will give you tomorrow. "So she sat silently at the corner of the sofa, hugging him; every time he finally decided to rest, she had already slept on the sofa. Busy work makes this" one minute "The commitment is at almost with his mind. He has his career to do," she will understand ", he thinks. Every day, the work is tired, and there is such a thing forever. With him, let him want to think about it again. So, he forgot her birthday, forgot the first anniversary of marriage commemorative, forgot to give her a night, and forgot to give her most hug.
