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

Shui Anluo's face was pale, and even the hand holding the phone was shaking slightly. In addition to her beautiful eyes, she had shocks and inexhaustible pain.

In the photo, Chu Cuiyi is standing on the balcony, naked with his upper body, holding red wine in one hand, and looking out the window, while behind him, the woman is wearing a bathrobe, sitting on a wheelchair, and looking at the man standing by the window .

Although you can't see the front side, Shui Anluo knows that it is the back of the Chu-Ming Wing, which is absolutely not wrong.

The woman is Yuan Jiayi.

The date on the photo is today, half an hour ago.

Shui Anluo's trembling hand slowly shook violently, and when she couldn't hold the phone, the bell suddenly sounded.

Shui Anluo lowered his head and looked at the strange number above, but the whole person seemed unable to focus his eyes.

The ringing sounded tirelessly over and over again. Finally, Shui Anluo's eyes gradually began to focus, looking at the still flashing mobile phone, and slowly sitting down, as if looking for a support point.

"Hey--" she said hoarsely, but with stubbornness.

"Look at the photos, you can't do without the muddy wings." Yuan Jiayi's light voice came with a smile.

Shui Anluo tore his clothes with one hand, but still let himself control the urge to yell loudly.

"Isn't it possible without me? I have to say this myself. Yuan Jiayi, I thought you had learned the lesson. I didn't expect to use such a method that others are too lazy to use it. Do you dare to give him your phone? "Shui Anluo suppressed his trembling and said lightly.

Fortunately, at this time, she can still say such words with dignity.

But what would happen if Chu Muyi opened her mouth?

Can she still pretend to be so calm?

Heartbeat, suddenly beat the beat.

"The muddy wings are taking a bath, so there may be no way to talk to you now." Yuan Jiayi said confidently.

Shui Anluo's fingers tearing at his clothes clenched slowly, stabbing his palm. "Since he has gone to see you, just take a bath, why not dare to go in, this is a good opportunity to defeat me."

"Don't dare, I just don't want you to disturb his mood, you know, he is really in a bad mood today." Yuan Jiayi laughed.

Shui Anluo suddenly laughed, "Yuan Jiayi, what are you hiding? Since you don't want him to say, I'd better wait for him to come back to confront, or do you think that I will be stupid enough to leave now, let you succeed "Shui Anluo sneered, with an endless coldness in his voice.

Yuan Jiayi over there froze slightly, because she didn't think it would be such a result. In her impression, Shui'anluo is just a little girl who has no brain and can only rely on Chu Cuiyi, as long as she tells her Something, she would run away and lick her wounds.

But this Shui Anluo didn't, she even started questioning herself here.

"Now the self-confidence is nothing more than self-deception, Shui Anluo, I am waiting for the day you cry." Yuan Jiayi said, but hung up the phone, but with a touch of anger on his face.

Shui Anluo listened to the beeping sound over the phone, and it took a long time to hang up the phone, but the whole person seemed to be hit into the ice cellar, and his whole body was sore.

That photo has been dangling in front of my eyes, Chu Cuiyi ’s body, Chu Cuiyi ’s hairstyle, Chu Cuiyi ’s long fingers, Chu Cuiyi—