一晃我和老公结婚七八年了。日子也从恩恩爱爱、磕磕绊绊中走了过来。生活中少了激情,多了亲情;少了自私,多了牵挂;少了碰撞,多了默契;少了肉麻的语言,多了无言的关怀……我会突然在睡眼惺忪、仪态欠佳的时候,拉过老公,问他:“喂!你很少对我说那三个字了嘛!”老公会拍拍我的头说:“耐你!耐你!我耐你!”我也会嘿嘿地傻笑,回报他:“俺也稀罕你!”转而踏踏实实地睡去。 Flash and my husband married seven or eight years. Days also love from love, stumbling walked over. Less passion for life, more family; less selfish, more care; less collision, more understanding; less nauseating language, more silent care ... ... I will suddenly sleep in bleary, poor manners When the husband pulled him and asked him: “Hey! You rarely say to me that the three words it!” My husband will pat my head and said: “Resistant to you! Resistant to you! I am resistant to you!” I also Will hey giggle, repay him: “I also rare you!” Turn down to sleep in a down-to-earth manner.