The actress wants to get a divorce every day

Chapter 177 The tragedy in the previous life was all related to this man
The warm and fragrant nephrite was in his arms, and it felt good to the touch. Chi Moxuan paused for a while, then slowly put Li Ruoran on the ground, and walked away without saying a word.

Li Ruoran's face was still a little hot, he didn't look at Yang Ming who was standing aside, and followed Chi Moxuan upstairs.

Under the light, Yang Ming stood where he was, touched his nose, and then left.

Probably because of what happened just now, when Li Ruoran returned home, he would always think of the scene just now when facing Chi Moxuan, and he didn't talk to Chi Moxuan when he got home, which was embarrassing.

She clamored every day to divorce Chi Moxuan, but what?Not to mention the marriage, she was hugged in someone's arms.

Even in his previous life, when the two were newly married, Chi Moxuan never hugged her princess in public, at most at night.

Li Ruoran felt that he couldn't look at Chi Moxuan, and when he saw him, he immediately thought of the scene downstairs.

Turning to look at the two children, Li Ruoran smiled slightly at Qiqi and Ruirui: "What did you two learn at school today?"

"Mom, our teacher taught us how to draw, and I can draw little flowers." Ruirui said excitedly.

Qiqi looked at Li Ruoran very obediently, and said crisply: "The teacher also assigned us homework and asked us to draw a family portrait."

"Okay, have you drawn yet?"

"Draw it. We drew it at home after school. Mom, I'll show it to you." After Ruirui finished speaking, she ran to the writing desk excitedly.

Qiqi also climbed down from the sofa: "I'll get it too."

Show my mother the pictures she drew of a family of six, including parents, younger brothers and sisters. If you see too much, maybe your mother will want to give birth to a younger sister for her.

Qiqi and Ruirui came over with drawing paper and handed it to Li Ruoran together.

"Look, mom."

Li Ruoran looked down at the two children's paintings. Ruirui's paintings were relatively immature. The person she drew was a head, two legs and arms, and there were six people standing side by side.

The chess and chess paintings are more delicate, and the decent-looking family is holding hands, and they seem to be walking.

Looking at the six people on the screen, Li Ruoran consciously thought of Ruru and Si'er.

Heart blocked panic, uncomfortable.

"Ruirui, Qiqi, why did you draw six people?"

"Father, mother, brother and sister, aren't there six?" Ruirui asked puzzled.

Qiqi looked at Li Ruoran, pointed at the person in the painting seriously, and said, "This is my father and mother. My father and mother are standing in the middle, holding my younger brother and sister. My sister and I are standing next to each other and also holding my brother and sister."

"Siblings and sisters are the youngest, we have to protect them."

Qiqi spoke seriously, as if her younger siblings were not characters she drew, but real younger siblings in real life.

Li Ruoran smiled bitterly: "The painting is great."

The two children are so persistent in wanting younger siblings, does it mean that they are already doomed in the dark?

Is it really okay for her to selfishly not want Ruru and Xiaosi?
If she doesn't get a divorce, if Ruru and Xiao Si are to be asked, she is afraid that the history of her previous life will repeat itself.

No matter how she died on the operating table, none of her four children died well, and they all lived miserable lives.

Aunt Zhou had finished dinner and wanted to come over to call Li Ruoran to wait for someone to eat. Just as Chi Moxuan came out of the study, Aunt Zhou saw Chi Moxuan and said softly, "Sir, it's time to eat."

"Okay." Chi Moxuan responded, walked towards Li Ruoran and the others, glanced at the mother and daughter, and said lightly, "Go wash your hands and eat."

Seeing Chi Moxuan, Li Ruoran glanced at him angrily, then took the two children to the bathroom.

The tragedies of her and her child's previous life were all related to this man.

(End of this chapter)