The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Nalan Chunbo pulled her hand directly to open the faucet and punched the wound for her.

Wen Shan was startled by Nalan Chunbo's movements. When he looked up, he saw his expressionless face, but his brows frowned.

The finger was cut through a small mouth, the wound was rinsed, and then she directly took her hand to go out. After taking a towel and cleaning it, she found a band-aid and applied it to her.

No one spoke during the whole journey, but Wen Shan had been enduring the kind of happiness that almost jumped out.

So, does he care about her too?

"Don't do anything you can't do." Nalan Chunbo said without emotion, and got up and went to the kitchen.

Wen Shan: "..."

A basin of cold water poured from scratch to her feet, and her heart and soul were all cold.

She doesn't know how to make seafood porridge. After all, she has a short time to learn.

But Nalan Chunbo liked it, she wanted to do it.

Wen Shan grabbed her finger and walked slowly to the kitchen. Nalan Chunbo had already processed the crab, but instead of putting it in the porridge, he steamed it directly and boiled it in the pan.

Wen Shan looked at the person standing in the kitchen, holding the right hand of her finger on the kitchen door. At this time, if she said, "Is it trouble you?" Such nonsense, Nalan Chunbo will Say yes.

So she didn't look for such irritating words.

This man looks gentle, why is it so difficult to win?

Wen Shan leaned on the door thinking, she had to think about other ways.

"Mrs. White."

Wen Shan was thinking, suddenly Uncle He's voice came from the door, and Wen Shan hurriedly turned out.

Uncle He came with a bucket, "Mrs. White hasn't gotten up yet? Thank you yesterday. I brought some crayfish here. They were all scrubbed and cleaned. Your little girl loves this. You can make it."

Wen Shan looked down at the crayfish who were jumping around, and couldn't help but pursed her lips, "Daddy Naran, Uncle He has sent the crayfish, can I take it?"

Wen Shan wanted to eat, but this was not for her after all.

Nalan Chunbo came out of the kitchen, her eyes fell on her finger attached to the band-aid, and she quickly took it back, then looked at Uncle He, "Thank you Uncle He, this is not needed, there is not much material at home. In addition, my aunt's stomach is not very good, I can't eat anything too spicy. "

Every time Nalan Chunbo said something, the smile on Wen Shan's face disappeared.

He Shun listened to Nalan Chunbo's words, but there was nothing, "Well, then I am sending some steamed some other day, I see Miss Wen is also injured, can not eat these hair, if you are not in a hurry to go ah , I'll send you some more in a few days. "

Huh?

Wen Shan heard He Shu ’s words, and his somber small face instantly smiled. After sending off Uncle He, Wen Shan held her finger and looked at Nalan Chunbo who entered the kitchen. “Although I know you are not for me, just It ’s better for me. "

Wen Shan smiled and said this kind of self-consolation, but let Nalan Chunbo take a meal, and soon returned to normal.

Wen Shan was sitting on the sofa outside. After taking her mobile phone, she first read Wen Tao and Xiao Yaojing's circle of friends. Their first wedding photos were taken at a mountain elementary school. Shan likes one by one, and then selects a few photos to send to her circle of friends.

It makes people envious and jealous of happiness.

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