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@On our wedding day, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”Blurted out, “Love!” ”The wife snapped, “Such a hasty answer! You’re just trying to shirk me!” ”In self-reproach. . . @On the second day of marriage, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”Learning from the lesson, he fell into deep thought; before he could speak, his wife snapped, \"Is everything like this needing to be considered?\" You regret marrying me, don’t you? ”In self-reproach. . . @On the third day of marriage, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”Not knowing how to respond, sweat poured out: “This.” . . That one. . . ”Wife angrily asked, “Is this question that difficult?” No need to answer! ”In self-reproach. . . @On the fourth day of their marriage, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”I decided to test her first: “Guess!” ”The wife snapped, “Do I still need to ask you if I want to know?” ”In self-reproach. . . @On the fifth day of their marriage, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”Determined to defend by attacking: “Do you love me?” ”Wife snapped, “Smooth-talking! ”In self-reproach. . . @On the sixth day of their marriage, my wife asked, “Do you love me?” ”In a fit of madness, he took something out of his pocket and handed it to her: “This is my wallet; keep it. This is my salary card.” . . ”My wife beamed with joy: “Honey, you’re so kind!” ” @On the seventh day of our marriage, after cooking and washing the dishes, I heard my wife on the phone: \"My husband really loves me.\" ”
What were simple problems before marriage seem to turn into difficulties after marriage…
Husband, husband, pay the bill! :(
It seems that one has to endure real marital life for a lifetime
Marriage is like a glass of wine; once you drink too much, it loses its sweetness.
Brother Talent, has learned*, married with ** disorder
Mutual understanding and tolerance are more important than anything else