Hello, Mr. School Prince

There are several thick photo albums on the bedside. They are all her photos. The cover is a little faded. It should be turned and worn frequently.

The walls and the ceiling are full of photos of her.

As long as you open your eyes, all you see is her.

Some of these photos were taken when she was with Fang Jiming before, while others were photos of her appearing in the news media or magazines.

Others were taken under the auditorium when she was holding a concert.

He should have filmed it alone below when he secretly went to watch her concert.

Wang Jiaohua's eye sockets suddenly became wet.

In the past five years, has he lived by looking at these photos?

It turned out that he missed her so much.

At that time, she actually thought he was trying to forget her, and even thought he had married a wife and had children.

It turned out that there was none.

My heart hurt suddenly, and my tears flowed down like this.

She couldn't imagine how a man could survive those long nights with photos of the whole room.

Tears came out uncontrollably, and she covered her mouth tightly, for fear of crying.

There was a sound of opening the door behind him, and when Fang Jiming came in, he saw her back to the door, her body shaking severely.

Perceiving her emotions, he hurried over.

When I saw her crying so much, my heart was so painful.

"What's the matter? Don't cry, who is bullying you?"

Wang Jiaohua had lost her voice at this time, unable to say a word, she could only shake her head desperately.

She suddenly rushed over, hugged his neck tightly, and then kissed him.

She was so proactive, Fang Jiming would naturally not refuse.

Love at room temperature, lingering all night.

So when Wang Jiaohua woke up the next day, her whole body fell apart and she couldn't sit up.

Fortunately, she was attending Ling Weifeng's wedding during this period, and she didn't have much work, otherwise she would really not be able to afford it.

Fang Jiming was too able to toss and seemed to make up for what he owed in the past five years.

Mother Wu made a big breakfast, but she couldn't get up.

Fang Jiming could only bring it up and let her eat in bed.

Wang Jiaohua's face flushed directly to her neck.

In this way, Wu Ma must know what she and Fang Jiming did last night, and they were so tired that they couldn't get out of bed. It was really shameless to see people.

She was uncomfortable. Fang Mingming naturally did not go to work. Instead, he asked the secretary to send all the emergency documents to his mailbox and deal with it with his wife at home.

Wang Jiaohua scolded with a smile, "Funjun."

The spring night is a short day, and the king does not come early.

That's him.

He didn't even go to the company.

Fang Jiming just smiled rascally, leaned in and kissed her on the face.

What if you have a wife like this, even if you are a faint king.

After a morning rest at home, Wang Jiaohua finally got out of bed and walked.

So Fang Jiming happily took her out.

And I helped her get dressed up before going out, it was so beautiful that I didn't want it.

"Where are you taking me." Wang Jiaohua was a little puzzled, dressed so grandly, is she going to meet some important person.

Fang Jiming smiled without saying a word, "You'll know when you wait."

Wang Jiaohua scoffed at him, still playing mystery.

Soon, she knew where he was going.

Civil Affairs Bureau!

She has been to this place twice, the first time for marriage, the second time for divorce.

Looking at this place again, she was a little flustered and a little scared.

There is really a shadow.