The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Uncle He's fishing boat is not big. The feeling of four meters long and two meters wide is the simplest kind of fishing boat.

Fishing can only be carried out in certain areas. Wenshan is a lively little girl who can't stop for a moment. At this time, she is learning to row with Uncle He.

Nalan Chunbo sat and looked at the people over there, and He Shu said, "It's all engines now, and I rarely row myself."

Wen Shan was a little lost, but soon found something else to play with.

Nalan Chunbo's eyes always followed Wen Shan, naturally in a place where Wen Shan could not see.

Wen Shan just learned how to get fishing nets at this moment, so now he is getting fishing nets on the side of the fishing boat. Uncle He smoked dry cigarettes and sat down next to Nalan Chunbo. The shop is here. "

Nalan Chunbo chuckled loudly, and his voice was also very low, "She is too young, I'm one round older than her."

"Hey, don't you guys in the city now say what age is not a problem? The little girl is paying attention to you." He Shu said again.

Nalan Chunbo stopped talking this time. In addition to his age, there were other problems between them. He could not cross the past.

"Daddy Naran, do you think I made it well?" Wen Shan turned around and cried out loudly, holding the fishing net.

Nalan Chunbo pressed his hands against the deck, and the sun shone a halo of beauty on the girl opposite.

"Don't disturb Uncle He's things." Nalan Chunbo said in a deep voice, she smiled so beautifully and pierced his eyes.

Sure enough, his words fell, and Wen Shan's small face instantly pulled down, silently put down the fishing net in his hand, and then returned to Nalan Chunbo to sit down, but the small head looked around unsteadily, and finally Stand up, take a mobile phone and start taking pictures.

Nalan Chunbo leaned against the ship's wall and looked at the woman who was taking pictures excitedly there.

After Wen Shan took a few photos, he suddenly turned back and pointed his phone at Nalan Chunbo. Nalan Chunbo had returned to normal as quickly as possible, so Wen Shan did not see Nalan Chunbo's small movements.

"Daddy Nalan, smile, I'm going to take a picture of you and send it to your sister-in-law." Wen Shan cleverly took Ye Yuwei as a pretender. She would definitely send it to Ye Yuwei, but she would stay in her phone.

Nalan Chunbo smiled a little bit invisible, and Wen Shan immediately photographed it, and then sent it to Ye Yuwei, and also specially showed Nalan Chunbo.

Nalan Chunbo didn't speak, and continued to look at the sea on the side.

When he arrived at the fishing area, Wenshan wanted to help He Shu off the net, and He Shu also taught Wen Shan very enthusiastically.

After getting off the Internet, he would have to wait a few hours. After so long excitement, Wen Shan was finally tired and fell asleep on the side.

Nalan Chunbo watched Wen Shan fall asleep, took off her coat and put it on her body. She pressed her hand under her head. She was obviously not a little girl in the seventeen or eighty, but her skin was very good. The bottom is almost transparent.

Nalan Chunbo squatted beside her and slowly reached out to flick the hair on her face aside.

"Why are you so stupid?"

Where is he good? Make her like it all the time?

"Daddy Naran." Wen Shan fell asleep, but his name was still called in his dream.

Nalan Chunbo looked at her fair skin, lips slightly opened because of dreams, his eyes deepened slightly, his eyes never left her lips.

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