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

Chu Cuiyi squinted her eyes slightly, and there was only one thought in her eyes. The child was stupid. If she was in the city, he would not use the method to anger Lan Xin.

But silly, he likes this girl silly.

"Snapped--"

Chu Cuiyi had just approached his son and he was hit by his son's cell phone.

The little baby blinked innocently when he saw it hitting his daddy, as if he was telling his daddy that the baby was not intentional.

Chu Niyi bent down and picked up the phone, then gave it to Yu's mother.

The baby immediately turned around and reached for his mobile phone. He hadn't played enough.

Chu Cuiyi reached out and carried him out of the walker, and then looked at Yu Mom and said, "Yu Mom first go back."

"Okay." Yu mom hurriedly put away her cell phone, hoping not to be broken.

"Ah-ah-" The little baby watched Yuma leave, and stretched out her hand to keep people away.

"You are not old and destructive." Chu Cuiyi looked down at the baby, and then reached out and took out his cell phone, and put it directly in the baby's hand.

When the baby sees the phone, his eyes light up instantly, and the little paws cannot be held, but they are obviously lost.

Shui Anluo drew a corner of his mouth and looked at Chu Qiyi ’s allegedly expensive mobile phone, showing a perfect parabola, and then fell to the ground, instantly feeling sorry for his mobile phone.

The phone was lost, and the baby leaned down on his upper body. He wanted to pick it up and continue to lose it.

Shui Anluo stooped to pick up the mobile phone, and dare to lose such a person who doesn't know that there are tens of millions of mobile phones in Chu, probably only such a small hair.

It was just that Shui'anluo hadn't handed over the mobile phone to Chu Cuiyi, and the phone rang. Shui'anluo lowered his head and just saw the caller ID above.

Jiayi!

Yuan Jiayi?

This note is intimate.

Shui Anluo slipped her lips, her heart was sour, and then she handed her cell phone to Chu Cuiyi, "Yuan Jiayi's phone."

Chu Cuiyi glanced down slightly, then took the phone before the baby reached out and took it.

The baby's little paw immediately changed its direction, and reached out to grab the phone that Dad put in his ear.

"Hey--" Chu Niyi let his son's little paw hold on his cell phone.

"Don't mess around, Daddy answers the phone." Shui Anluo said, reaching out to pick up the baby, but the baby's claws still stretched out hard, he wanted to play with that.

"Mudy wings, I called the company before and they said you were not there." Yuan Jiayi said softly, with a little grievance.

"The resort cuts the ribbon, is there something wrong?" Chu Cuiyi said lightly, holding his son's little hand, not letting him touch his cell phone.

The people over there paused, and then said with a bitter smile: "Slimy wings, tomorrow is my dad's death, have you forgotten?"

Chu Cuiyi heard her weak words, and couldn't help tensing.

Uncle Yuan's death, he will not forget.

Just in the past, he and An Fengyang went to see Uncle Yuan. Yuan Jiayi was always busy flying around the world.

"No, what's the matter?" The breath around Chu Cuiyi's body has condensed a bit. When referring to Uncle Yuan, his mood will naturally become very low.

Shui Anluo hugged his son and watched the suddenly weird Chu Muyi. The more curious Yuan Jiayi said to him?

"Silky wings, I want to go with you to see my father tomorrow?" Yuan Jiayi said, with a bit of desolation in her voice.