The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Wen Shan took a deep breath, and the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning. There is always a woman in this world, a boyfriend who likes other people's homes.

Nalan Chunbo brought all the meals to the table, looked at Wen Shan who was still trembling at the moment in the living room, took off her apron and walked over, then reached out and touched her head.

"Dinner, Nalan's father is just like you, a little girl, no one can take it away." When Nalan Chunbo was talking, Wen Shan had just pressed the recording and was about to talk to Lotte, but in shock, he even said this sentence The words passed.

Wen Shan: "..."

[Natural optimism: ...

Born to be optimistic: Xiu'en loves death quickly?

Born optimistic: black.

Too long to come: no!

Please add the other party as a friend. 】

Wen Shan: "..."

The result of pulling black.

Wen Shan suddenly looked up at Nalan Chunbo. Nalan Chunbo still looked like a good husband and took Wenshan to dinner. "Tell me, who makes you so angry?"

Wen Shan threw away Nalan Chunbo's hand directly, and rounded up the people who were about forty. He looked like the little fresh meat in his 20s and 30s. What did he do?

Nalan Chunbo has been shaken by Wen Shan recently, but he is not angry anymore, especially after hearing the conversation between her and Rakuten just now, she feels that the girl named Muji seems to have the wrong thoughts for him. The thought stimulated Wen Shan.

Is it really a different kind of help?

Nalan Chunbo is very good at cooking and better than his brother's. This is what Wen Shan has to admit whether he is partial or not. Anyway, her brother Gu will not cook, and despise it.

"It's nothing," Wen Shan said, squeezing his teeth while holding his rice bowl. ‘

It said nothing, but it didn't look like anything at all.

Nalan Chunbo helped her with the vegetables and asked with a tentative: "Do you know the stylist you just interviewed?"

"Want not to know." Wen Shan said more and more angry.

Nalan Chunbo didn't continue to ask anymore. He still knew a little about Wenshan. She was a girl who couldn't hold back on things, so he didn't need to ask him next.

"On that woman, as long as someone chased me when we were in college, she used my family to buy food for her.

Nalan Chunbo eats calmly and thinks it's so good, so no one would dare to like her?

"Lotte has a boyfriend who has been talking about the green plum for a few years, and as a result, she was seduced away." Wen Shan said, hoping to treat the rice as Muqi and directly killed her.

Nalan Chunbo continued to help her pick vegetables, "The only thing that can be taken away is that he and your classmates are not good enough."

"Because of her, she almost killed Rakuten, and now it's okay, she dare to come back now?" Wen Shan said, biting the garlic sprout in her mouth.

Nalan Chunbo looked at the angry Wen Shan and reached out to help her pour the juice and put it in front of her. "And then?"

"Then I fell in love with you again, just because I like—" Wen Shan said, shutting her mouth in an instant, almost biting her tongue.

Nalan Chunbo paused to pour the juice, and then slowly put down the juice bottle in his hand. He asked, knowingly, "Because you like it?"

Nalan Chunbo was not very loud, with a bit of a sultry atmosphere, and even the movement of deliberately approaching Wen Shan at this time had an ambiguous atmosphere.

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