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

The false smile maintained on Qiao Yaruan's face gradually cracked.

The sweeter a man is, the more dangerous he is.

Qiao Yaruan suddenly got up and pushed people away. "Fuck, you are sick, are you imprisoned, do you know?"

Although the girl is not good at swearing, Feng Feng likes her like this, and she looks very spirited.

"Even if it is? Tell me?" Feng Feng said as if she was not afraid of her at all. "Now City A knows that you are my fiancee. We are living together, how can we be imprisoned?"

"Living together with your sister." Qiao Yaruan angered and pushed him away. "Come, Feng Yingdi, three months contract, right? Let's sign it. Three months later, I will take the money and leave. Are you bothering me? "

Feng Feng looked at the woman who was photographing the table, raising her eyebrows slightly. "Forty million months, I have all my assets for you. How about a lifetime?"

"If you don't sign, it's a bad dog. I'm leaving." Qiao Yaruan sneered.

Feng Feng raised her eyebrows, reached out and held her wrist, and lowered her head to kiss her cherry lips. Qiao Yaruan quickly struggled, but Feng Feng pressed directly on the desk.

"Ding ---

The door bell rescued Qiao Yaruan, Feng Feng released the person and whispered: "Let you go today, and kiss you once when you say bad words." Feng Feng said, and turned and left.

"metamorphosis."

"once--"

"Fengfeng your uncle!"

"Twice-" Feng Feng was in a good mood and counting while walking.

Qiao Yaruan directly picked up the pen holder on the table and threw it towards his back.

Feng Feng was hit in the back, suddenly stopped his footsteps, and slowly stretched his fingers back, then looked back at his back and looked at Qiao Yaruan.

"Why, this is the rhythm of a home run?" Feng Feng raised an eyebrow, a pair of peach eyes with a different meaning.

Qiao Yaruan slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and saw shameless, but never saw such shameless.

Feng Feng smiled, then turned back downstairs again, "Remember, twice plus a home run."

Qiao Yaruan twitched his lips and scolded him from head to toe again in his heart.

After dinner, Shui Anluo fell asleep on the ground, lying on the bed, copying medical ethics.

Chu Cuiyi was still looking at the spirit son at this moment, and looked back at Shui Anluo who was lying on the edge of the bed, but at eight o'clock, she had never slept so early. Already.

Chu Cuiyi hugged the person to the bed, looked down and copied a thick stack of prescription paper. Her words were good, but she was a bit ill at the back.

The little baby came over in the walker, holding Daddy's leg in his hands, his eyes blinking all the time, as if to ask again: Why did Mommy fall asleep?

Yu Ma took the medicine and brought it in. Chu Qiyi reached out to take it and let her go to rest. He took the baby out of the walker, waited for his ancestor to take the medicine, and held him in the water. Luo's medical ethics went to the study.

Shui Anluo fell asleep until dawn, this sleep until his cell phone was blasted by Lafayette, and the day when he slept outside changed.

Shui Anluo woke up, and the baby was still asleep in the crib next to her. She sat up awkwardly and took the mobile phone habitually. She saw the missed call above and dozens of text messages. She Suddenly the whole person was aggressive.

Shui Anluo hurriedly opened the text message, basically [Shui Anluo, your uncle], [Shui Anluo, Ai's family wants to sell you a kiln] [Small Luozi, itchy skin? 】 ——

Shui Anluo was aggressive, what happened?