Title: May the next life exist as your daughter…

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My name is Xiaoya, I am 26 years old and I am a horse A successful wife. We have been married for more than a year and have very good feelings. Five months ago, I checked out that I was pregnant.

I feel very happy. Ma Cheng is very kind to me, considerate and considerate, and he works hard to make money, returns home on time, and does not mess up outside. This is the case, what do you want?

In fact, we got married in a hurry, and we got married within three months. My friend once persuaded me that he should know more about him. I think I know enough. At the beginning, I said to him that getting married while you are in love may keep your freshness longer after marriage. He showed a flattered expression, very heart-warming, and he came to an end. So far, I feel that my choice is not wrong.
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Last Saturday afternoon, I found something strange. I went for a walk in the small garden downstairs, and he cooked at home. When I came back, he seemed to hurriedly hide something in the closet.

I don’t say anything, it’s the stupidest to expose it on the spot. After eating, I said I wanted to watch a soap opera. He happily ran into the bedroom and started to play Starcraft.

I turned up the TV and went into the kitchen and opened the closet. I searched for a long time and found nothing. Just when I closed the closet door in disappointment, I found that a photo was stuck between the two boards of the closet door.

I carefully extracted the photos. That is a picture of a girl. The woman in the photo, with long hair and clear eyebrows, smiled brightly than the “V” gesture. Who is she? What became Ma hiding her picture? I feel strange.

“Haha, I won again! Wife! Come and let me kiss!” Ma Cheng shouted proudly in the bedroom. I quickly returned the photo card to its place. When I walked into the bedroom and looked at him, I felt distressed for no reason. Honey, if you want to love someone, please let me know first. This is what I once said to him. When listening, he took my hand and shook his head desperately: “No, Xiaoya, I don’t love anyone except you.”

Since he didn’t let me know, then I think I should believe him. My Ma Cheng is not a thin man.

Three months later, I gave birth to a daughter, Ma Cheng named her Ma Yu. Yu’er is very beautiful, but she doesn’t look like any of me and Ma Cheng. Yu’er’s grandmother said that the child is still young and can’t see it. It will be seen when he grows up.