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

"So is she okay now?" Shui Anluo asked.

"It's been a long time ago, and it's been over twenty years." The artist grinned, as if he had dismissed the incident.

Shui Anluo's face changed slightly. Looking at the artist, he felt a little bit distressed.

The atmosphere was a little quiet, and the artist carefully portrayed his characters.

"What about now? Should you travel all over the country?" Shui Anluo shifted the topic.

"Not yet, I'm walking slowly." The artist said, looking up at Shui Anluo, but just watching, the artist suddenly felt a little dazed.

It seems to be going over Suan Anluo to see something else.

Shui Anluo was curious. Looking back, there was nothing by the bridge. What was he looking at?

The artist quickly regained his consciousness, and then accelerated the speed of drawing.

Shui Anluo also turned back, not knowing what the artist was looking at.

The painting was done quickly. The girl in the painting supported her chin, and her eyes were unusually smart under her hands.

Shui Anluo liked it very much. In the lower right corner of the portrait, a name was written, Xia Xin.

"Is this your name?" Shui Anluo asked curiously, Xia Xin, like a girl's name.

The artist smiled slightly, but the smile was covered under his beard.

Shui Anluo took a grandpa from his wallet and handed it to the painter: "Thank you, it's beautiful." Shui Anluo said, pointing to his arm, "Although drawing is important, But do n’t forget to change the medicine, I ’ll go first. ”Shui Anluo said, before the artist handed her the recovered money, she turned and ran away.

The artist looked at the change in his hands and the girl who ran away.

"Reassuringly, did you see it? I met a girl like you again in this place." The painter said contentedly, put away the money and waited for the next guest.

When Shui Anluo went back, Qiao Yaruan had finished the barbecue.

"I thought you were inside?" Qiao Ya Nguyen cut and pushed a plate over. "Now, no pepper."

Shui Anluo put the scroll on the table, smiled, and began to eat with a bamboo stick. "I just met the painter yesterday, so I talked to him."

"What is this?" Qiao Yaruan said, reaching for it.

"The painter helped me to paint while chatting. How about it, isn't my sister particularly attractive?" Shui Anluo said with a smile.

"Where's the skin?" Qiao Yaruan said, rolling his eyes, but had to admit that the painter did paint very well. "Xia Xin, this name really doesn't match his people."

Shui Anluo nodded in approval.

After the two had eaten, it was almost nine o'clock, and Shui Anluo wanted to go back before nine o'clock, unless she teleported, but this was impossible, so she also held a "dead pig is not afraid of boiling water" Accompanying Qiao Yaruan pressed the road.

The two walked on the road arm in arm. Qiao Yaruan drank a lot, and kept talking to Shui Anluo.

"You said, your family Chu always treats you so well, what the **** are you doing?" Qiao Yaruan said with a big tongue.

"Then I think your lunatic is okay with you." Shui Anluo rolled her eyes and supported her vigorously.

"Zhu Chu, your family, think about it. From the time you returned to him, what was happening in your family that was not helped by Chu Chu. Besides, you were in the first place when the accident happened. In the past, when your company was broken, everyone always worked hard-- "