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

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This topic turns too fast.

His breath is still ambiguous, but his problem is serious, such Chu always makes her feel split.

Shui Anluo wanted to retreat, but Chu Jiyi's fiery hands prevented her from retreating.

Who have you met?

Shui Anluo thought seriously, "Mrs. Mo?"

Mrs. Mo?

Chu Junyi's face changed slightly, and her hand holding her slim waist was slightly loosened.

"How could she find you?"

Finally, Chu always became serious.

Shui Anluo breathed a sigh of relief. "That's what made me persuade my brother, don't check it down, nothing else." Shui Anluo told the truth, "I feel she is really worried about my brother."

"Humph--"

Uh--

President Chu hummed her liver tremor, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qiu would really care about Mo Luyu, and he really didn't believe this.

Zhao Qiu, now Mrs Mo, former secretary of Mo Yin.

Chu Cuiyi did not like this woman when she was a child. Even now, she still thinks that the woman's mind is too deep.

"It's okay, this woman will find you in the future and just send it away." Chu Cuiyi said, and stretched out her hands and rubbed her head.

When the two returned home, the little baby was sitting on the carpet playing with his toys, and the little mouths were still called bangs, Ma Ma--

When the baby heard the door open, her head turned flexibly. When she saw the mommy entering the door, she patted her hand on the ground and stood up.

Seeing his movement, Shui Anluo didn't rush to pass, but waited for him to stand up.

But the baby tried twice, and in the end both failed, and the little **** fell to the ground and was about to cry.

Shui Anluo hurriedly hugged him and kissed him on his pink face: "Little fool, you know how to cry."

The baby giggled and held Mummy's neck close to Mummy.

"One autumn rain and one cold, this weather is getting colder and colder." Yu Mom came out of the kitchen and sighed.

"It's okay." Shui Anluo said, holding the baby and sitting down by the sofa, turning back, he saw Chu Muyi who took the phone and went upstairs.

"Well, Daddy is too busy to take care of us, we are so pitiful." Shui Anluo lamented holding his son.

Chu Cuiyi's steps upstairs came to an abrupt halt, and he looked back at the woman sitting on the sofa coolly.

If he remembered correctly, he had just accompanied her one afternoon in the afternoon, this ungrateful little girl.

"Bad ---" The baby stood on Shui'anluo's legs, smiled, stretched out his little fingers, and stopped to look at their mother and son.

Shui Anluo turned back suddenly, vomiting blood and looked at the stopped man, she just talked, why did he really stop?

Chu Cuiyi gave her a look of "clean up at night" before going on the phone.

"Well, I know this thing, you just have to look over there." Chu Cuiyi said, having turned into the bedroom, and as the bedroom door was closed, his voice was isolated.

Shui Anluo took the baby and sat down again, then turned on the TV, "I don't know who your father is going to pit."

In Shui Anluo's mind, as long as President Chu started to prepare things, it was to pit people.

"Bad—" The baby was sitting on Mum's lap, yelling with her little hand, and there were still some strange sounds in the little mouth from time to time.

While watching TV, Shui Anluo took the mobile phone over and called Qiao Yaruan. Unfortunately, the mobile phone was busy.