The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Nalan Chunbo closed his mouth with a smile on his lips. The little girl in his family felt cute in every way. Fortunately, he didn't miss such a cute little girl.

Wen Shan opened her suitcase and looked after her embarrassment. In the past, when she went out, she threw the clothes she often wears into the group. Yes, that is the kind of female man.

But today, the suitcase is neat and tidy, and it is divided into different categories, even her tight clothes are also neatly stacked in a specific place.

Wen Shan: "..."

Wen Shan was buried in his clothes again, so he folded them all, which means that they want to live together!

Live together!

These three words were enlarged in bold and appeared in her mind. There was no way to ignore them, so her face turned red instantly.

And it is the kind of red that bursts red, completely unpredictable red.

Nalan Chunbo said that he didn't want to talk to her about spiritual love, and they even--

No, no, you can't think about it.

Thinking she would explode.

Nalan Chunbo changed his home clothes and saw the picture of Wen Shan buried in the suitcase. There were so many scenes of his little girl all day long.

Wen Shan heard Nalan Chunbo's voice and looked up at Nalan Chunbo with a blushing face.

Nalan Chunbo was so suddenly looked at by her again, it was such a smiley face, subconsciously coughed, and then automatically shifted his eyes, he was a man.

He is still a man who has little self-control over Wen Shan, especially after two nights, some things are not under his control.

"What are you doing on the phone?" Nalan Chunbo shifted the subject, and she was relieved when she saw the rest of the food in the restaurant. At least she was not affected by what she could not eat.

When Wen Shan got up and carried her suitcase to the room, she paused for a while, so which room was she going to?

Nalan Chunbo looked at the little girl who was standing in front of him, and hugged people after smirking, "I thought you understood the meaning of cohabitation."

boom--

Wen Shan was almost kicked, this is a foul, foul, foul--

Nalan Chunbo did not wait for Wenshan to jump and jumped over her luggage directly into the master bedroom.

Wen Shan covered her face with her hands, and the feeling of flushing and heartbeat always existed.

"This is Gu Juxi's house. We will buy a set near the school after a while. It will be convenient for you to commute to work in the future."

"The school has a house, I can feed you." Wen Shan said at the door with a smile, "I don't mind if you don't have a house."

In the school district, as far as their school is concerned, the house price has already broken the 100,000 mark. Although her father Nalan had money, she still felt it was not worth it.

Nalan Chunbo put down his suitcase and looked back at the little girl who was picking up the door and said he would raise himself. In the past, he pressed one hand against the door and looked down at his little girl who looked up at him, Am I so well raised? "

He was too tall. At this moment, he bent slightly and his lips fell on her forehead. The two of them talked in such a posture, making them blush and heartbeat.

"Oh, I don't think you are out of work. What's wrong with a one-bedroom? That's not money," Wen Shan retorted with his neck open. This posture made Nalan Chunbo more able to kiss her forehead. The tip of her nose, and her-cherry lips.

Wen Shan: "..."

She didn't look up to want him to kiss her.

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