In the video, the wife is wearing only a pink bra, and the scene around her is in a narrow space.
Seeing that his wife's coat was taken off and only a bra was worn, his wife was too bold.
I didn't see if my wife was wearing pants on the lower half of her body.
But I think my wife should be wearing her little pink Nene.
"Wife, what are you doing?"
Seeing this scene, I was both surprised and angry.
"Husband, I'm shopping for clothes, I'm changing clothes in the fitting room."
Then she patted around the fitting room.
I'm sure there's no one else around her to reassure.
"Then you should hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold when it's cold."
"Husband, let's do this first."
My wife quickly hung up on my video.
I sat on the couch smoking a cigarette, recalling the picture of the fitting room just now, and the feeling of that fitting room was so familiar.
I seem to have seen this style somewhere.
Recall that wasn't that the unusually hot Uniqlo from some time ago?
it!
My wife went to Uniqlo to buy clothes, and she also made a video with me in the fitting room.
Is there really no one around her?
I figured I should go to Uniqlo and see if my wife was shopping for clothes or something else.
Without further ado, I went downstairs and took a taxi and immediately came to the door of Uniqlo, which was not far from my house.
Standing in the doorway, I picked up a cigarette and smoked it.
Is my wife still trying on clothes?
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to give my wife a call and see where she was.
The phone rang, and there was a little coquettish voice from his wife.
It was like she was playing with other men, and the men were pushing hard.
"Where are you?"
"Husband, I'm going to the mall with Sister Lan."
"In which mall?"
"I'm here in Mingde, and I'll go home after buying clothes."
My wife didn't tell me where she was.
Her voice was still a little strange.
I walked into Uniqlo and started looking for it.
Because the video of the fitting room was exposed, Uniqlo's business was extremely hot, and many young men and women bought clothes here.
There are also couples who go into the fitting room together to try on clothes.
There are so many people in Uniqlo, I can't find every fitting room.
After waiting for about a few minutes, I looked back and seemed to see my wife's figure walking past the store.
There was a man standing next to his wife, and the man seemed to be talking and laughing with his wife.
My wife said that she went out shopping with Sister Lan, and she obviously went out shopping with other men and cheated on me.
I was furious and chased after him.
There were so many people on the street, and from a distance, I could only see the woman who looked like a wife and the man in the distance.
I chased after him non-stop.
In a flash, the woman who looked like his wife disappeared.
I sat down in my chair, pulled out a cigarette, and smoked it, so I could lose it.
After all, I'm not a detective, and it's too crowded.
It's simply impossible to catch up with his wife.
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Maybe that woman wasn't my wife, I walked to the door of Uniqlo and continued to guard my wife, who always felt that she was still in Uniqlo.
Ten minutes passed, and I didn't see my wife come out.
At this moment, my mobile phone rang, and when I picked it up, I saw that it was my wife calling.
"Husband, where are you?"
His wife's questioning voice came from the phone.
"I'm at home."
"You lie, I'm at home now, I haven't seen you, where are you?"
The wife was in a hurry.
"I'm out for supper."
I'm really confused about my wife.
"Husband, I'm waiting for you at home, I have something important to ask you."
The wife's tone was wrong.
She hasn't spoken to me in such a tone since she got married, what happened?
I told my wife and I went back right away.
Since the wife is at home, it means that the woman I just saw is not the wife, but someone else!
I breathed a sigh of relief, smoked a cigarette and stopped a Didi home.
I couldn't figure it out along the way, and not long after I came out, my wife went back at the wrong time.
In the past, when I went shopping with my wife, it took her half a day to buy clothes, so why did she go back so early today?
This is not in line with common sense, there must be demons when things go wrong.
Thinking about it again, the tone of his wife's voice just now has a sense of asking the teacher to ask for sin.
There is a faint bad premonition in my heart.
After a while, when I returned home, my wife was sitting on the sofa.
I saw that her face was not very good, which made me feel inexplicable, I didn't get angry, but she went crazy first.
Seeing me come back, my wife came over and asked me why we had women's hair on our bed.
I replied that it was her hair.
My wife insisted that it was not her hair, it was another woman's hair, and asked me if there was a woman outside.
And bring the woman home?
I was inexplicably surprised when she said that.
My wife wouldn't be like this before, why is she suddenly suspicious today?
Won't it be because she's cheated on herself?
So I suspect I'm cheating too?
It's very possible that my wife was dressed so glamorously just now, and when she was on video with me, she was still wearing a bra.
Did she just finish cheating with her adulterer, and lied to me that she was buying clothes?
I explained to my wife that I couldn't bring a woman back to the house, that I only loved her, and that if I didn't believe me, I could go to the DNA of the hair to see if it was hers.
Because the wife's hair is waterfall black, and the wife says that the hair she found in bed is blonde.
So my wife suspects me of bringing other women home to play.
My wife looked at me suspiciously.
"Wife, why are you so cranky?"
I frowned.
"It's obviously not my hair, do you have a woman outside?"
My wife questioned me again.
"I told you, this hair must be yours, if you don't believe it, you can do a DNA test."
I was also angry that she was so vexatious.
It may be that my wife is cheating outside and feels sorry for me, so she keeps thinking that I am also cheating, and her heart will be a little better.
She can cheat on other men as a matter of course.
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The wife didn't continue talking, but went back into the room and tried to find evidence of my cheating, which was ridiculous!
About five minutes later, my wife came out of the room, she smiled and asked me what I wanted to eat, and she went out to pack it for me.
This woman changes her face so quickly.
You just questioned me, but now it's fine.
But what made me feel strange was that my wife had a red scar on her neck, as if someone had planted strawberries.
"Wife, what's that on your neck?"
I walked over, lifted off my wife's red scar, and touched it lightly with my hand, and sure enough, my wife's neck was planted with strawberries.
I was instantly furious: "What's going on with your neck?
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