happy ex-wife

Chapter 719 The Painter with a Story ([-])

"Busy?" Shui Anluo said, and put the phone on the table, planning to call later.

Qiao Yaruan's cell phone was indeed busy because it was occupied by Feng Feng.

Qiao Yaruan threw the phone on the bed, and read the novel with a mask on all over, ignoring him at all.

"I said little soft tooth, are you dumb?" The person over there finally became anxious.

Qiao Yaruan glanced at the phone coldly, and continued to read the novel.

"If you have something to say, let it out if there is poisonous gas." Qiao Yaruan turned the page of the novel, and her voice was Uluru.

"Little Ruanya, what are you doing?" The man over there frowned, and there was someone talking beside him, which showed that he was still on the set.

"Talk to a pig." Qiao Yaruan's voice was faint, slightly disgusted.

"I said, your skin is itchy, be careful, young master, go back and deal with you." Feng Feng sneered.

"Oh, then you can fly back." Qiao Yaruan laughed, and then hung up the phone directly.

She was really crazy to answer his call and listen to so much nonsense from him.

Xin Le was also making a mask, and looked up at Qiao Yaruan who had hung up the phone: "Are you really in love?"

"Oh, do you think I'm brainless?" Qiao Yaruan continued to read the novel as she spoke.

Xin Le shrugged slightly. Isn't the way they get along with each other the way a couple get along?

It's just that she doesn't know it herself.

Otherwise, why would she answer his call?

Shui Anluo called Qiao Yaruan again after dinner, but the line was still busy.

Chu Ningyi stood in the living room as a big tree for his son. The little baby hugged Daddy's leg and took small steps, as if he was afraid of falling.

Shui Anluo sat on the carpet, and the notes she brought back were still on the table, but she typed again unwillingly.

"Stop calling. At this time, she and the fourth child are probably on the phone." Seeing her unwillingness to give up, Chu Ningyi grabbed his leg pendant with one hand and held it in his arms.

The little baby was hugged by Daddy, and his little hand kept grabbing the direction of Mommy's cell phone, and he murmured: "Don't hit, don't hit—"

What he said was not very clear, but he could understand it. He was imitating the first two words of what daddy said just now.

Shui Anluo put down her phone and picked up the little baby, "You want to say that Mama is a beauty, a beauty, a big beauty—"

Chu Ningyi: "..."

Baby:"……"

Wife, your face is really big!
Mom, although I am young, don't lie to me!

The father and son have the same expression, but different meanings.

Shui Anluo blinked and looked at the father and son: Am I not a beauty?
Mr. Chu decisively hugged Mr. Xiao Chu, then turned and went upstairs.

"Hey—" Shui Anluo yelled, but it was a pity that neither father nor son looked at her.

Shui Anluo turned back and continued to read her notes, "Hey, it turned out that boasting made him take the initiative to bathe his son, which is very good, very good."

And Yu Ma was right, it really was an autumn rain and a cold, and Shui Anluo was woken up in the middle of the night, what a terrifying thing.

But when she woke up, she found that she didn't know when she was transferred to the master bedroom again. It's a pity that no one around her was there.

Shui Anluo yawned and got up, looked at the little baby who had been replaced with a small thick quilt, reached out and touched his little hand under the quilt, it was still warm, so she went out to find Chu Cuiyi in peace.

The light in the study is still on, so he is still busy!

(End of this chapter)