The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 700 Director (15)
"I'm old……"

Lu Zhanrong smiled, the current society is not like before, as long as you want to keep a woman's age secret, no one else can guess it.

Guan Cong said that she was going to sleep, but she said she had a headache, so she told Lu Zhanrong to go down and buy two sleeping pills, otherwise she would not be able to sleep, so Lu Zhanrong threw her a bottle directly.

"Where is it?"

Guan Cong swallowed the water in the glass, and Lu Zhanrong made a gesture of praise, and dared to eat without even asking himself, which was more courageous than himself.

Sleeping pills are a must-have medicine for home travel.

Guan Cong fell asleep after a while, and didn't sleep very well. Lu Zhanrong went to bed and lay beside her, holding her hand and playing with it.

There was the sound of opening the door, Lu Zhanrong frowned, got up and went out, and Peng Nanzhen came in outside, and the two of them fought at the funeral of Mr. Yan. Before, Peng Nanzhen didn't put Lu Zhanrong in his eyes. After all, Lu Zhanrong was too young at that time. There is no threat to myself, but the situation is different now.

Peng Nanzhen was about to rush into the master bedroom, but Lu Zhanrong stopped him, telling him to see clearly, and then closed the door behind him.

Peng Nanzhen was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, his breathing was a little unsteady.

"When did it start?"

He will never forget that scene just now. Did she think that she would be happy if she betrayed herself?
Lu Zhanrong let out a breath. He has so many hobbies. One of them is to pose for sleeping people and then take two photos to keep for himself. appreciate.

"It starts before you know it."

"Do you know that she mentioned divorce again today?"

Lu Zhanrong shrugged. Whether Guan Cong divorced or not is really not a problem for him. If he doesn't divorce, he will be an underground lover for life at worst.

"But don't be happy, do you know why you have come to this point?"

Peng Nanzhen stood up and looked down at Lu Zhanrong. That means you will never win against me. Guan Cong and I have been in love for ten years, and Lu Zhanrong's ears are callused. Brother, can you make a long story short?

It's tiring to listen to it like this. Ten years will be ten years old. Who says it's not the case?
The two of them talked too much if they didn't speculate, Peng Nanzhen sneered.

I called Guan Cong the next day, and the two of them went through the formalities. I wondered if all men were like this, and Peng Nanzhen didn't know what stimulated him. Guan Cong's eyes made him feel very uncomfortable. After completing the formalities, Lu Zhanjiang happened to call nearby, and Guan Cong asked him to come pick him up.

Guan Cong felt disgusted at Peng Nanzhen's last glance, what are you doing?

Lu Zhanjiang's car stopped, and Guan Cong went down and put the bag on his lap and closed the door.

"separated?"

Guan Cong nodded, Lu Zhanjiang's car watched the car in front of him not move, and honked the horn twice, Guan Cong turned his head, and the car passed Peng Nanzhen's car.

Guan Cong and Lu Zhanrong lived together. They lived together very quickly without any promises. The two didn't say they were going to get married or anything. They just lived and played together. Guan Cong felt that she needed to heal her wounds now, and she had to find someone to accompany her. He spent this time by himself, didn't he say that he likes himself, then the current time is considered as a gift from himself.

The two of them are like husband and wife every day, and Lu Zhanrong's little uncle named Guan Cong in the army is going to worry about it. You said that you have never seen such nonsense.

I've been a little restrained recently, my little uncle is still wondering, this person has changed his sex?

Lu Zhanjiang knew about the relationship between Guan Cong and Lu Zhanrong, but he didn't say anything. Sun Jiajun only found out later.

"Little San is in position, I rely on you."

Lu Zhanrong squinted at Sun Jiajun.

"Can you talk? If you can't talk, shut your mouth."

Sun Jiajun snorted coldly, it's unreasonable for you to dare to do it and be afraid of others saying it.

Jiajun has a good relationship with Guan Cong, she won't ask Guan Cong such nonsense, it's a private matter between them, she glared at Lu Zhanrong and went to do other things, and kept sending text messages below, Lu Zhanjiang and When Lu Zhanrong spoke, Guan Cong observed. The two had a quarrel.

Guan Cong went to the shopping mall with Jiajun, and Jiajun said that he happened to have nothing to do.

"Did you quarrel with Lu Laosan?"

Jiajun's liver hurts just thinking about it. It's been two weeks, and he's not finished yet. Have you ever seen such a narrow-minded man?

That mind is smaller than a needle pin.

"You guys, it's been a wonderful day, but I want someone to quarrel with me..."

Jiajun sighed in his heart, sister, your hobby is too trendy, what's wrong with being envious, envious of this thing.

I bought a bunch of useless things, Guan Cong took a fancy to a set of pajamas, and Jiajun was not interested in accompanying him, but when we parted, Guan Cong gave the pajamas to Jiajun, saying that you would put it on at night to coax him It's over, Jiajun went home and hid all the pajamas, and she still tried to coax him, go dreaming.

I hugged Duanning and went to my mother's house. Anyway, it was close, and it was only a few steps back to my mother's house.

Kexin took Duanning and looked at Jiajun: "Are you going to take Ningning out tomorrow?"

Jiajun said that Lu Zhanjiang would take it out by himself, so he would not join in the fun. Mother Huang heard her daughter's voice and asked her.

"Haven't you two finished arguing yet?"

"Don't worry about it, quarreling is a way to promote the relationship between husband and wife. We are very good."

"I've never heard of it. Quarreling can also promote the relationship between husband and wife..."

Mother Huang took the grandson, hugged the grandson herself and said that she would not be with your mother, and grandma took you to play. Here, Kexin and Jiajun entered the bedroom, and Jiajun even took a look outside.

"Your brother didn't come back, something happened today."

Jiajun stretched out his hand to touch Kexin's stomach, and Kexin was taken aback. Although she was married, she was not as open as Sun Jiajun, and she was not used to being touched by a woman on her stomach.

"When will I have a nephew?"

(End of this chapter)