Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 98 I really don't want to go home
Walking into the courtyard, looking at the wide open door, the bright living room, and the smoky mahjong table, Han Qian lowered his head and sighed.

"Miss me Han Qian, oh my mother!"

A pitch-black face appeared in front of him, with sharp canine teeth exposed, fierce eyes, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he was making low growls at this moment.

Han Qian didn't dare to move!

This Rottweiler probably weighs about a hundred catties, like a calf.

Han Qian didn't even dare to shout.

He was not afraid when facing the killer, but now he is panicking, this thing can really kill him!

At this moment, a black and vigorous figure suddenly rushed over, and the black Rottweiler was held down by a Doberman with a steel collar around his neck.

two?

Both of the Three Musketeers are there?
Han Qian panicked, if another Castro appeared now, he would really have to run away.

Appeared, a shaggy dog ​​ran over slowly wagging its tail, rubbed against Han Qian's leg, then turned around and walked into the den.

Han Qian clearly felt perfunctory!
At this moment, Du Bin's face came closer, and he was intimate in Han Qian's arms. The silly Rottweiler got up and sniffed Han Qian's legs for a full 5 minutes. Weiner suddenly jumped back, and then rushed into Han Qian's arms like a cannonball. This time, Han Qian was almost killed, and licked Han Qian's face frantically.

Han Qian was pressed by Rottweiler's side, and Du Bin stood aside with his head held high like a handsome guard.

These two dogs, Han Qian, can understand. Dubin recognized him, and Rottweiler was a bit stupid to recognize him!But what happened to the little hairy dog ​​who was perfunctory just now?
Han Qian stood up, took Rottweiler's collar and walked to the kennel, looking at the fluffy dog ​​lying inside with closed eyes, Han Qian frowned.

"You perfunctory me? No? You perfunctory me?"

After the words came out, the old man's voice came from behind.

"Huanhuan holds grudges, you have given it garlic, it's good that it can perfunctory you, it's old!"

Han Qian stood up and turned his head, pointing at Huanhuan and looking at the old man.

"It perfunctory me, really!"

The old man pouted.

"It's fine if you don't bite you."

The old man waved at Dubin, and Dubin got into the kennel. As for the Rottweiler, who was thrown in twice by the old man with one hand, it still stuck to Han Qian. Finally, Yeats came out and scolded, Rottweiler obediently back to the kennel.

Han Qian followed the old man into the door, stepped forward and glanced at the cards in Nuannuan's hand, Han Qian frowned.

"Old girl! Our Binhai mahjong is not uniform."

"I want you to take care of it?"

Han Qian snorted arrogantly, then walked behind Cai Qinghu, and said seriously.

"My lady, you don't have Yaojiu? You can't do this? Hey? Don't eat it, grab it! Huh? Why don't you have a bargaining chip?"

Yeats said with a smile as he picked up the small box in his hand.

"Here~"

Han Qian frowned and smiled bitterly.

"How big is it?"

Warm frowned.

"Hu Yiyi is worth a billion, what? Are you busy?"

Han Qian pouted.

"You can play with Lord Yan."

Wen Nuan pointed at Yeats.

"Bull's head!"

Followed by Yan Qingqing.

"Horse face!"

Cai Qinghu happily answered.

"I am Lord Yan~"

Warm curled his lips and said contemptuously.

"You are Granny Meng!"

Cai Qinghu's tears rolled in his eyes in an instant, looking at Yan Qingqing pitifully, Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Wannuan, are you speaking human words? It is obviously Bai Wuchang, but you are Black Wuchang!"

Cai Qinghu looked at Yeats, Yeats said softly.

"Hey, the two of them are talking nonsense, you are the one who listens to Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha."

Cai Qinghu fell into deep thought, and then asked Han Qian what he was listening to, but Han Qian struggled for a long time without saying anything.

Han Qian ran away!

Walking into the backyard, looking at the lights in the back room, opening the door and looking at Yu Shici who was sitting at the computer desk working, Han Qian stepped forward and knocked Yu Shici on the head, frowning.

"Didn't you go to the hospital today? How did you say it?"

Yu Shici turned around and said seriously.

"Kiss me once and I'll tell you."

Han Qian held the mixed-race girl's face and kissed the little skull's blindfold lightly. Yu Shici, who had been intimate many times, blushed and muttered softly.

"The doctor said that the chance of recovery is low, but it's not impossible! It mainly depends on my personal recovery ability, so don't worry~ I don't know what to do when I'm idle~"

"I'll play with you! Come on, whoever falls asleep first when we play."

"Screw you!"

As he said that, Yu Shici still turned off the computer, Han Qian moved a small bench and sat beside Yu Shici, and said softly.

"I don't care how much money I make, and I don't care what company! Because you like it, I try my best to get you what you like, but if you burn yourself out because of this thing, I will be very angry! If you have money, we will eat four. A dish, if I don’t have money, I’ll sell blood and you won’t be hungry, poetry!”

"Ok?"

"You didn't hear a word, did you?"

Yu Shici said with a charming smile.

"No way, I heard it! Shuncheng wants to take over the land of Huangdi Village."

Han Qian smiled wryly.

"Just give it to him. Now Changxiang and Glory don't need to do anything. Maintaining the present is what Binhai Yamen wants to see. I'll go see your parents sometime. I haven't seen my mother-in-law yet."

Yu Shici frowned.

"No! It's annoying! It's nagging! But my mother is very satisfied with you, oh! To be precise, my father admires you very much. Foreigners worship all kinds of heroism, but they are still very annoying."

Han Qian smiled.

"Then see them again when you're better, poetry! Do you want anything?"

"I want a baby!"

"I'm going to make you a midnight snack, and I haven't eaten yet!"

Han Qian escaped, and now he really hates children.

Be it Beloved, Jiayi, or Little Bell.

Han Qian is rare to be rare, but too much is a bit scary!
After making a claypot rice, Han Qian and Yu Shici shared a plate, but the plate in Han Qian's hand was taken away as soon as he walked into the living room, Yan Qingqing said angrily.

"Wannuan, are you sick? Han Qian must have not eaten."

Nuan Nuan looked at Han Qian with the plate and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Qian, are you hungry?"

Han Qian frowned.

"Hungry! I want to eat people now."

"Then I'll eat half of it!"

"Eat it all! I'll make another one."

"Mr. Han brought a copy of mine. Anything is fine, and I am not picky about food."

"Sanggong, I want to eat wonton~"

"Xiao Hanqian, I also eat wontons."

"Yeah? The enemy can't send me one, right? I eat fried noodles!"

Nursery rhymes are a little troublesome, An An hung up the phone in her hand and said softly.

"Honey, I'd like to eat fried noodles too, although I really want to eat your fried noodles~"

Han Qian smiled.

"Do it, you wait for me, Aunt Ji, what do you eat? Meatballs? Eggplant box?"

Ji Jing had already walked to Han Qian's side, and said softly.

"I'll accompany you to the kitchen, and my parents haven't had dinner yet."

Han Qian was so excited that he was about to cry.

It has to be my Aunt Ji!
Such a gentle woman can't be found in three lifetimes with a lantern.

(End of this chapter)