The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Thoughts came a little bit fierce. The picture from last night broke into his mind unpredictably. Although he didn't break through the last line of defense, he should have done all the same.

Nalan Chunbo coughed and turned to continue the soup to cover his red cheeks, "How come out?"

Wen Shan pursed her lips, shouldn't she come to help her as soon as possible?

pissed off!

Nalan Chunbo wanted to help her in the past, but he was embarrassed to find that he just felt at him like this, and he felt it.

And he didn't want to scare Wen Shan, besides her waist was still hurt.

"It's just a little pain, not so painful, you can go away." Wen Shan said in a muffled voice, standing at the door of the kitchen and looking at the man inside. She opened her mouth slightly, daring to ask what she wanted to ask, but was afraid to hear the answer Not what she wanted.

Nalan Chunbo took Tang Sheng out and looked back at Wenshan. He froze for a moment, and put the soup down again and helped her to the restaurant. "Sit well and hit you for a while and hurt again." Nalan Chunbo said, Goed to the living room and took a pillow to help her put it behind her.

Wen Shan sat on the chair and looked at the man who was in the kitchen serving food. How could he feel that his father was taking care of his daughter.

Four dishes and one soup is considered to be a relatively safe cuisine. At least there is nothing Wenshan doesn't like to eat, but nothing special.

Nalan Chunbo sat down next to her and handed her the chopsticks. "If you want to eat in the future, just tell me directly and I will make it for you."

"Hey, do you think you are taking care of me as a child when we get along like this?" Wen Shan finally couldn't help but asked.

Nalan Chunbo's movement of holding dishes stopped, and after a moment, he looked at Wen Shan: "Isn't I your Nalan father?"

But this dad is not that dad. This dad is an intellectual dad, a cultural dad, not a real dad.

Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan's "I am wronged but I don't know what I'm going to say" and put the dishes in her rice bowl, "It's right to take care of you, and you were injured today, otherwise I I think we should not be like this now. "

Nalan Chunbo said seriously, but Wen Shan, who had been full of brains and did not know what to expect, instantly understood Nalan Chunbo's words, and his face became pig liver color.

"Shouldn't it be like this?" Wen Shan murmured as she lowered her head and ate the rice.

Nalan Chunbo turned the rice bowl in his hand and looked at the shy girl with her head down. The depressed mood just disappeared. "I thought you would understand, Wenshan, I didn't plan to talk to you about spiritual love."

This can be said straightforwardly.

What is there besides spirit?

There is something that cannot be written in harmony!

"I'm not too young. If you want, I want to have children after we get married." Nalan Chunbo said more straightforwardly than just now.

Wen Shan raised her head, her forehead sweating thinly because of eating.

"You haven't considered Big Brother, how can you be big?" Nalan Chunbo's official younger Gu Juxi was four years younger, which Wen Shan knew.

Nalan Chunbo: "..."

How to explain this, he is several months older than Gu Juxi.

And if it is a few months older than Gu Juxi, it is If, not him.

Nalan Chunbo was about to explain what happened. The cell phone in the living room rang. He said to Wenshan and waited a moment, then got up and answered the phone. The people over there didn't know what was said. Shan's face deepened a bit.

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