?


    Irish stepped forward to help him hold thedder and looked up at him, "For example, when I was on top of you."


    "I thought you preferred the back posture." Joseph was calm.


    Irish''s blushing face could not be hidden thanks to the dark light in the living room, and she cleared her throat, "I don''t like it."


    "Why?" Joseph asked.


    Irish hesitated.


    Joseph smiled at her.


    "Because... that''s too deep." She was embarrassed to say that.


    "Which is too deep?" Joseph teased her.


    "You already know the answer, why are you still asking?" Irish red at him.


    Joseph was amused by her appearance andughed out loud.


    "Can you fix it or not?" Irish changed the subject.


    Joseph always smiled, "Pull the switch. Can you find the switch?"


    Irish nodded and acted as his temporary assistant.


    As soon as the switch was pulled, the whole house fell into darkness, and only the light of lightning outside the window could barely illuminate the sight.


    "The wire from one of themps was burnt." Joseph held a shlight and found the cause.


    She asked, "What about that?"


    "I need to repair it." Joseph looked at her with calm eyes, pointing to the toolbox.


    "There''s wire in it. Give it to me."


    She quickly moved and gave it to him, "I didn''t expect you to be excellent at everything."


    Joseph was a man who seldom joked and showed off. However, when he was with Irish, he became talkative. After hearing her words, heughed and said, "You''re kidding. Your husband was a Physics expert."


    "Really? Don''t upgrade our lights to a chemical experiment." Irish felt that he looked rxed, and she also felt calm. The recent news bothered her, but she was most worried about Joseph. Considering his strong self-esteem, she did not mention it. She thought he also did not like to beforted.


    Her joke drew a smile from Joseph, who said nothing more and began to concentrate on fixing the lights. Irish held thedder in one hand and the shlight in the other so that he could see better.


    It was a sophisticated job.


    That was why she didn''t like to learn physics, especially when it came to circuits.


    The man before her sat on thedder, absorbed in the broken wire, and didn''t feel it was aplicated and boring job.


    Irish helped him with his shlight and couldn''t help but look at him.


    Joseph''s cheek had a very faint afterglow, and the dim light outlined him. His eyes focused and serious, his slender fingers as if he were fiddling with a work of art, and she felt that his earnestness looked charming, even if he was just fixing themp.


    Inadvertently she thought of that time seeing him in the diamond grinding center, carefully polishing the diamond. She could not help but stop to look at him.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "What do you think? Pass me the pliers, small." On top of her head was Joseph''s sound.


    Then she noticed she was distracted and hurried to find the pliers ording to his request.


    Why should a man marry?


    This was a question that Irish had taken up in one case.


    Her answer was to take care of each other because there was such a fixed, like-minded person to apany you through your life. Moreover, humans were born lonely, so we needed to have such a person''spany before death.


    But she exined so much and said so much that it wasn''t as strong and urate as the feelings of this moment.


    When she came home to find that the lights were not on, when she subconsciously called Joseph, and when he told her something to wait for him to deal with it, and climbed up thedder, in such a small moment, a word lingered in her brain, "Having a husband is really good."


    It was such an idea that she understood the true meaning of marriage.


    From meeting and loving each other, the process of mutual help became the process of love for the family. Many people wereining about the boring marriage and were running away from this family to re-find the so-called love. But they all forgot that marriage was what made them a family. Marriage was a reorganization that brought back the rib God pulled out of a man. The husband was the man, the wife was the rib, and then he became aplete person. Would someone fall in love with herself alone? For those who did not think the family was important, once separated, in fact, the pain was considerable, far more than the loss of love. Irish''s feelings for Joseph were always special.


    Fearing this man, admiring this man, andter loving this man and wanting to know this man, she knew that her feeling was more than just love.


    Although their encounter waste, at least she waited for such a caring and considerate man whom other women hadn''t enjoyed. She was his unique man, and all the things he would do for her in the future were a privilege as his wife.


    This feeling grew stronger because the other half was Joseph.


    Joseph skillfully fixed themp, and Irish couldn''t wait to turn on the light. The living room suddenly became bright, dispelling the haze of lightning thunder outside the window.


    "You are good." Irish couldn''t help praising him.


    Joseph sat on adder and put his tools away,ughing. "This title is hard-won."


    "Why," Irish was curious.


    Joseph got off thedder, and she held him.


    "I brought up Jordan. I don''t want to learn many things, but I was forced to learn for him." Joseph collected thedder and said it.


    Irish understood it but also could imagine that when he cared about Jordan, he scrambled from the beginning and finally could cope. Who was born to know everything? The reason why people were calm was that they experienced heavy problems in life. However, after passing through hardship, people became mature and confident.


    She can''t share Joseph''s past. His pain, bewilderment, andmitment, she could only imagine that. She thanked him for giving her the maturity and skill of his present and future.


    She clearly understood how good Joseph was now and how much Joseph had encountered in the past.


    Joseph didn''t know what she was thinking, washed his hands, went back to the living room, sat next to her on the sofa, and hugged her, "What for dinner?"


    Irish directly lolled down on his legs, "Nothing. I''m on a diet."


    Joseph caught her face. She raised her eyes, and she could just see his slight frown.


    "What?"


    "I''ve grown fat since I married you." Irish turned around, like a Cuscuta on his body, "Women at all times need to maintain the best shape, especially married women can''t rx when their husbands are extremely handsome, and women should only turn themselves into a better version. Otherwise, if they be old looking, their husbands will use the ''nomonnguage'' excuse to kick the official wife at home and bring their mistress home."