The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Nalan Chunbo has been following Wenshan's car, but she didn't expect that she would transfer the bus directly to his downstairs.

Nalan Chunbo thought, this house is a bit far away, and can no longer live here, you can buy a house near the school, after all, the dormitory in the school is not in his name.

Wen Shan got out of the car and went to the nearby shopping mall to buy the materials needed for congee before going upstairs. At this time, Nalan Chunbo had already arrived at home, even making the home as if he were at home all afternoon.

Hearing the doorbell, Nalan Chunbo slowly opened the door, and Wen Shan looked up at him, "Is there no one at home this time?"

Nalan Chunbo: "..."

Heartbroken.

Nalan Chunbo made room for her to come in. "No one will clean up in the future."

This is a bit wrong.

Unfortunately, Wen Shan didn't get his grievances, but went straight to the kitchen.

Nalan Chunbo was stricken again, but after closing the door, he walked into the kitchen step by step. When he passed the living room, he didn't miss Wen Shan's gaze on the pill box on the table.

Wen Shan went to the kitchen and took out the rice, millet, beans, etc. that he bought, "Don't think about it, I came here because I made you a stomach problem. I am just atonement."

"Okay." Nalan Chunbo leaned on the kitchen door and looked at Wenshan's back. He was quite capable of cooking. Both children liked to eat the food he cooked, but it seemed that he only cooked for Wenshan once. She hasn't eaten yet.

Later, often cook for her in the future.

Nalan Chunbo had already thought of it for a while, but he had not yet thought of how to take off his vest.

Wen Shan Taomi, then boiled the water to make porridge for him, turned around and just saw the man standing at the kitchen door, "Look, what do you see?"

Quite fierce!

Nalan Chunbo chuckled loudly, and then no longer looked at her, but turned around and returned to the living room. The basics will be wrong. "

Wen Shan wiped his hand and came out of the kitchen. "Gu Juxi will not make such a low-level mistake."

"So I can't give him a chance to laugh at me." Nalan Chunbo said of course.

Wen Shan paused for a moment, why do you think this sentence is not right?

So the reason for asking her to be an assistant is to prevent Gu Juxi from laughing at him?

Is this man really chasing her?

The floor of Nalan Chunbo was covered with thick carpets. Although it was the end of October and the beginning of November, when there was no heating, the floor would not be particularly cold.

Nalan Chunbo's script was handwritten. His words were as elegant as his people. Wen Shan sat on the ground and looked at his script. She rarely saw Nalan Chunbo's words. This was the first large-scale See you.

Sure enough, it's the word.

Wen Shan read it very seriously, Nalan Chunbo sat on the sofa and watched Wen Shan page by page looking at his script.

It was early outside when the lantern was on. The water in the kitchen made a grunting sound. In the living room, he was sitting on the sofa. She was sitting on the carpet and was reading what he had written.

Life is quiet, maybe this is how he feels now.

"Wen Shan." Nalan Chunbo suddenly said, leaning forward subconsciously.

"Huh?" Wen Shan frowned, turning back with interrupted displeasure, but it just hit his lips leaning over.

The distance between lips is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

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