Doting On Wife Like It’s His Life, The President Is Determined Not To Divorce

In six years, more than two thousand days, she had lived with this man for so long. Apart from thinking that she was crazy, she couldn't think of any other explanation.

She felt that she really needed to slow down, otherwise she didn't know how to accept this fact.

Jiang Jingzhi looked at her as if he was stunned, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. When Mu Xincheng reacted, his big palm had touched her face, so gentle, as if he was afraid that she would be touched by him. It's broken.

Mu Xincheng frowned and looked at him. She didn't avoid this time, just because she was shocked by the sadness in his eyes.

Why should he look at her with such a look?

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to caress her heart, not understanding why there was a bit of pain here, and the tingling pain spread from the heart.

This feeling is strange to her. She is not used to it or likes it. She opened her mouth, and before she had time to speak, she was suddenly embraced by him. She held it so hard that she was completely Close to him, his breath is full of breath, so strange, but it seems so familiar.

"Cheng'er...Cheng'er..." He whispered in a low voice in his ear, and a sentence seemed to penetrate her soul, making her forget that the man who hugged her tightly now is the person she hates most, forget Struggling.

It wasn't until his warm kiss was printed on her slightly cold lips that she reacted and suddenly pushed him away.

She covered her mouth and looked at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Although he said that the two of them had been married for six years, but now she could not accept his kiss at all.

He kissed her, for her, it was like taking advantage of her.

Jiang Jingzhi still maintained the posture of being pushed away, with unconcealed sadness under his eyes, smiling, but it seemed uglier than crying, "Sorry, I can't help but forget that you don't remember anything."

Mu Xincheng bit her lower lip, feeling a slight tingling, and then said, "I...I am very confused now, you, don't you..."

She didn't know it at first, but her head became muddy after being disrupted by his kiss.

"Sorry." He apologized again, and stopped approaching or touching her again.

Mu Xincheng continued, "I want to stay by myself for a while, you go out first."

With him, she felt that she couldn't calm down and think about the situation now.

Jiang Jingzhi nodded slightly, "Okay, call me again if necessary, I'll be outside."

Mu Xincheng didn't answer, he didn't say anything, took a deep look at her and went out, closing the door for her.

It was as if Mu Xincheng had exhausted his strength, she sat directly back on the bed softly, staring at the carpet in a daze.

She stretched out her hand and stroked the bandage on her head, wondering if she had passed through, or had her memory lost?

Mu Xincheng slept and woke up, hoping to have returned to her room as soon as she opened her eyes, but when she opened her eyes, she was disappointed, because the ceiling is still her strange ceiling, and this room is still the same as yesterday. At that time, she was still in Jiang Jingzhi's house.

She was not so lucky. She couldn't wake up and go back to the past. She sighed slightly and didn't want to move when she lay down.

Yesterday, she only felt a pain in her head. Now, she felt that her whole body was aching. She sat up from the bed and opened her pajamas to take a look, only to find that she had bruises on her legs and body.

What the **** is she doing? Could it be that he was raped by Jiang Jing's family?