The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

"Ah-ah-" The little baby was angry and intensified a little.

Chu Cuiyi looked at the son who was going to get angry, stretched out his hand and held him up, then hung in the air.

Hey?

what happened?

The little baby is like a little turtle that has been held in a shell by his hands, and his hands and feet are waving in the air, but he cannot borrow any force.

Shui Anluo hurriedly half-knelt, holding his little hand in both hands, and said eagerly, "You put him down quickly, don't drop him."

The baby waved his little hand, as if he found a pattern, and suddenly giggled and laughed. The little foot was still kicking. He probably thought it was a dad to tease him.

Chu Cuiyi ignored his amused son, but frowned at Shui Anluo, who was kneeling on the bed and holding the baby, and asked dumbly, "What is sour?"

Ga?

Shui Anluo was thinking about how to rescue his son. He never heard the words of Chu Cuiyi.

What is acid?

Can she say that the milk is sour?

Shui Anluo rolled his eyes secretly, "Nothing?"

"I didn't squeeze it out, so it's sour?" Chu Cuiyi looked down at her chest and said seriously.

Maybe if one day a man looks at your chest and uses it so seriously that he seems to be asking a scientific question, he says to you, "I didn't squeeze it out, so it's sour?" This is a feeling of why it hurts!

Shui Anluo would hold the baby back, but Chu Jiyi's right hand suddenly changed direction, and the baby was turned to one side, leaving Shui Anluo in vain.

"Hey, you ..." Shui Anluo's words weren't finished, and the whole person knelt there like a lightning strike.

He, he, him, what is he doing?

Chu Cuiyi has pushed her wide coat below her shoulders, revealing her delicate **** without a corset, and directly lowered her head before Shui Anluo responded.

Shui Anluo kept kneeling and grabbing her son without moving. Chu Cuiyi put one hand on her shoulder, and the other hand held the baby up high, and kneeled on the bed beside one knee. Milk.

The baby was hanging in the air by Daddy carrying his clothes, but what was Daddy doing?

That was his job!

His rice bowl!

The little baby looked at his small rice bowl and was actually taken over by Daddy. The small body immediately twisted up, yelling loudly, waving his hands indiscriminately, bad guys, that was his rice bowl!

The baby is struggling so hard just to defend his rice bowl.

Chu Cuiyi held him with one hand, fearing that his excessive struggling would hurt his clothes, so he speeded up the sucking speed, and until he could not drink a sour odor, he just dropped the baby and left it. She was in her arms.

Sui Anluo shuddered suddenly, and the baby was thrown away. When he reacted, he turned over and caught his little rice bowl, but he sucked, sucked and sucked, and his brows frowned tightly.

Shui Anluo was sucked by the pain, he couldn't help but took a sigh of air conditioning, the baby was wronged, this is gone!

Gone!

It's gone!

The little baby was angry, and a flying knife eye with resentment flung to his father's land, and all the fathers gave him a drink.

Chu Cuiyi's frown was even uglier than his son's. The sour taste in his mouth was even worse than the one he had sucked last time.

But did these sour things stay in her body for so long?

Chu Cuiyi thought, feeling more and more distressed to her.