Post Date April, 15 2023
My wife got married once at the age of 23, and I am her second husband.
Beauty is in the eyes of the lover, although I also know she is not as beautiful as heaven, in my heart she is the most beautiful. Her straight legs, slightly upturned buttocks, grapefruit sized breasts, as well as her eyes, nose, and lips are all incredibly charming.
My wife has a very outgoing personality and can bring joy to her surroundings no matter where she goes. That is to say, she laughs wherever she goes.
I am a relatively introverted person, and a combination of internal and external factors is more suitable. Otherwise, if two introverted people stay together and don't say a word all day, they will definitely suffocate. However, if both of them are like a talkative bird and don't chirp for a moment, it's not enough, and there will be war.
Of course, to marry a woman who is articulate and likes to test her words with others, you must have a certain level of mental endurance and not be easily jealous, because too often she is laughing and even flirting with other men, but can't get in the way.
A few buddies like to gossip with my wife and get jealous of her, and sometimes I feel uncomfortable because sometimes their words go too far. There is a bottom line in everything, and once that bottom line is crossed, even the most generous person will collapse.
My wife also likes to be a night owl and often goes to bed at one or two o'clock. She works easily during the day, so she always works as a night owl at night. However, my wife often works as a night owl, and I can't blame her entirely. I am a long-distance bus driver and only stay at home two days a week, while the other five days are in sports cars. She is also lonely.
But what I didn't expect was that my wife, who was a night owl, was actually doing "bad things". The night before yesterday, I drove back from outside. It was already 1:30 in the morning, and it was not surprising that she hadn't slept yet. However, she was wearing an almost transparent lingerie and twisting her buttocks in front of the computer. She didn't stop when she saw me coming.
I walked in front of my wife, and she even supported me with both hands and continued to jump. At this moment, I realized that the original video was open. I had to get angry at this moment, and what made me even more angry was when I flipped through her chat records and found that she had sent a bunch of unattractive photos to the other party. Although those photos only showed the area below her chest, I could fully see that it was actually her own photo. When did she take so many unattractive photos?
At this moment, I saw again that in an open folder, there were over a hundred unattractive photos of her own, but of course, none of them showed up. This folder is actually in one of her USB drives.
I said angrily, 'When did you get so many of these photos?'? Fortunately, she was the only one in those photos. If there were a man inside, I think I would have killed someone at that moment. At this moment, she actually said, what's more than a hundred photos? Amin (one of her friends) took thousands of photos, and they were even more unattractive than me.
At this point, I finally got angry. I'm not ashamed of it, but rather proud of it. What's the logic behind this? I know that due to professional reasons, I couldn't be by her side every day to keep her occupied, but no matter what, people always feel a sense of shame.
(Intern Editor: Lai Jiaxing)
