Ex-wife, please remarry me

Such a marriage is a tragedy.

Why does she choose to marry someone she doesn't love instead of fighting for someone she likes?

What if you lose?

Even if it turns out to be rejected, so what?

Life is not long, decades of time, in fact, in a flash also passed.

If people live all their lives, they don't work hard for those worthy people and things, then this kind of life is really meaningless.

She doesn't want to be an ordinary woman, and she doesn't want to be trapped in a marriage all her life, and she can never find the time to be satisfied.

Anyway, she has a thick skin. Why doesn't she work hard?

What's more, the man she is looking for is worthy of her face.

Looking at Fang Jingsheng standing opposite him, Bai Jiao was silent for a long time, and then asked a question that Fang Jingsheng could not answer.

"Do you love me?"

The simple four words sound sensational, but too many women have never heard the answer in their marriage.

It is said that falling in love is a very simple thing, but is it really very simple?

Looking at Fang Jingsheng standing in the same place in silence, it was like a wooden stake.

Bai Jiao couldn't help but smile, then without saying anything, she turned and walked towards her car.

Opening the door, Bai Jiaojiao throws her bag to the front passenger seat.

Before getting on the bus, Bai Jiaojiao thought about it, then held the door and said with pride, "you can give up. Although your conditions are good, I feel satisfied in bed. But marriage, in my heart, is a very ceremonial thing, I will only choose the people I love

After that, Bai Jiaojiao closed the door, then turned the car around and disappeared in Fang Jingsheng's sight.

Fang Jingsheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked slowly to the side of the road. Then he turned his head and looked at the direction of Bai Jiaojiao's car. After a long silence, a smile of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

Sure enough, Bai Jiao is much more interesting than those women who just want to get married.

If you marry her, you will not be lonely for the rest of your life.

After returning home and taking a bath, Bai Jiaojiao took the mobile phone on her head cabinet and looked at the time. Thinking that her son should not be asleep, she made a phone call.

She didn't go there tonight. The little guy must feel a little uncomfortable. So, she should comfort the little guy.

However, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

This can't help but make Bai Jiaojiao a little worried.

Although her son is in the Qin family, Bai Jiao doesn't worry about his son's safety at all.

However, the little guy didn't answer the phone for so long, because he fell asleep and didn't hear it, or because he was angry with her?

Bai Jiaojiao was not happy in her heart. After she hung up the phone, after a while, she called again.

To Bai Jiao's surprise, this time, the phone was quickly connected.

However, when she heard the voice coming from the other end of the phone, what Bai Jiaojiao wanted to say to her son choked in her throat instantly, just like being blocked by tangyuan. She couldn't get up or down. She felt as bad as she could feel.

"What's the matter?"

I don't know whether it's because of the illusion or the prejudice of Qin Lang in my heart. Qin Lang's voice from that end of the phone makes people feel very cold.

Hearing Qin Lang's voice, Bai Jiaojiao instinctively wants to hang up the phone, because she doesn't want to talk to the man opposite at all.

He took the mobile phone down from his ear. When Bai Jiaojiao's fingers just wanted to hang up the phone, she suddenly reacted. Then she held the mobile phone, twisted her eyebrows and asked nervously, "isn't this my son's mobile phone? Why is it in your hands? "

Qin Lang looked down at the little devil standing at his feet, covering his mouth with his hands. He twisted his brow, then said to the phone coldly: "he fell asleep. I heard the phone ring, so I took it. What's the matter with you calling so late? "

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with her son, Bai Jiao was relieved.

"Nothing, just want to listen to the sound of the ball, since he fell asleep, then I hang up first!"

Just when Bai Jiaojiao was a little disappointed and moved the phone away from her ear, the voice of the ball came from the other end of the phone.

"Mom!"

A clear call came from the end of the phone.

Hearing his son's voice, Bai Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and then quickly grabbed the phone and asked, "was that the ball you were talking about?"

Looking at the kid who is making faces with himself, Qin Lang really wants to kick the ball out of his bedroom.

But this kid is really smart.

No wonder the old man will like him. Even he can't help liking the little devil.

Seeing that Qiu Qiu wanted to make trouble for himself, Qin Lang simply put his mobile phone into Qiu Qiu's hand, then turned around, faced the computer on the desk and continued to read the files.

Seeing Qin Lang's incomprehensible amorous feelings, the ball stares at Qin Lang, then holds his mobile phone and climbs up to Qin Lang's bed while talking on the phone.

Qin Lang sat in front of his desk, busy with his own things, listening to the little guy playing coquetry with Bai Jiaojiao.

The soft voice has no reason to make people feel better.

Although, after two days of contact, Qin Lang already knew that this little guy had as many things in his head as he wanted.

There are more misconceptions and more messy ideas.

Otherwise, when the phone rang just now, he didn't have to run to his room with his mobile phone.

I have to say that children nowadays have so many ghost ideas.

Mao has not grown completely, I want to find a father for myself.

Obviously, he made a mistake.

He's not the right character.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang's heart, which has been silent for so many years, suddenly feels a little uncontrollable.

Because my friend called him this afternoon and said that she had returned home and was in B city.

Although B city is very big, it's very easy for him to find someone.

I haven't seen her for so many years. I don't know if she is still the same as before.

Think about it, Qin Lang face strong expression can not help but a little soft.

After playing on the phone, Qiuqiu puts his mobile phone on the bedside table beside Qin Lang's bed, lifts the thin quilt in summer, and lies on Qin Lang's bed directly. As an adult, he puts his hands on his head and looks at Qin Lang's back curiously. Then he asks, "are you very happy to hear my mother's voice?"

In the face of the little guy's inquiry, Qin Lang really felt quite speechless.

He did not turn his head back, while his fingers were tapping on the keyboard, he said with disdain: "which eye of yours is happy to see me?"

"Two eyes!" The ball's answer is as easy as it needs to be. "Although you don't want to admit it, I know that you must be very happy in your heart. My mother told me before that men can never guess a woman's heart, but I think my mother certainly did not guess your heart. Otherwise, she just asked me on the phone if you were bullying me. Obviously, my mom doesn't really believe you! "

Hearing what the ball said, Qin Lang twisted his brow, then casually asked, "what else did your mother say on the phone just now?"

Qin Lang didn't feel that there was something wrong with this question. However, when he heard the laughter of the ball, he knew that he seemed to be trapped.

"Ha ha, I also said that you don't like my mother. It's just right and wrong. I'm sure I like my mother in my heart. I love her to death. Alas, I really don't understand you adults. The baby is so tired! "

What the ball said really made Qin Lang feel that as much as there is no language, there is no language.

He just asked casually, isn't it normal?

What's in the little devil's mind?

Sure enough, just like his mother.

Qin Lang is too lazy to talk to the little devil. He shakes his head and goes on with his work.

The night outside the window is getting dark. When Qin Lang is busy with what he is doing, he finds that there is nothing quiet around him.

He turned his head to take a look and immediately tightened his brows.

This little devil is really familiar, even if he intrudes into his bedroom, now it's upgraded to sleep in his bed.

Turning off his laptop, Qin Lang got up and walked towards the bed.

Just about to reach out, he picked up the ball from the bed and sent it back to his own room. However, a shallow gibberish made him a little difficult.

The little guy closed his eyes and slept soundly. He smacked his mouth and called softly: "Dad..."

These two words, for ordinary children, may just dream of their father in a dream.

However, hearing these two words coming out of the mouth of the ball, Qin Lang couldn't help but feel sorry for the child.

Although, compared with never seen his father's ball, he is a little lucky.

However, his father died too early, and his mother went with him at a young age.

Although he was taken care of by his grandfather, the shadow of losing his parents since he was a child is like his own shadow to Qin Lang, which will never disappear.

However, compared with him, the ball is still very lucky, after all, he has a good mother.

Although Bai Jiaojiao sometimes makes people feel very unreliable, but for her son, she is particularly attentive.

So on this point, Qin Lang's view of Bai Jiao has changed a little.

Looking at the sleeping little guy in front of him, Qin Lang couldn't stretch out his hand.

Because he could almost conclude that if the little guy got up tomorrow morning and saw himself lying in his bed, he would feel very disappointed.

So, Qin Lang thought about it, just chose to reach out and dim the lamp on the bedside table a little, then picked up his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

When he came out of the bath, he lifted the quilt and went to bed. The little guy hugged his arm like a koala.

It's soft and warm. It makes people feel comfortable.