The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Wen Shan got up carefully and went to the back of Nalan Chunbo. He stretched out his sleeve and whispered, "I don't mean anything else, I just don't know what he means."

What does he mean?

Chasing what you mean!

Nalan Chunbo once again felt that this brick really meant to kill him alive, how to explain?

Nalan Chunbo took a deep breath and turned back to the bed to hug people into his arms. "So what do you think he means?"

Wen Shan blinked, watching Nalan Chunbo not look angry, and said carefully: "Can't you always chase me?"

Nalan Chunbo: "..."

That's what he meant, but he couldn't say it.

After Wenshan finished speaking, he hurriedly raised his hair and vowed: "I swear I will like Da Na Na alone. For Da Na Na, I am not uncommon for any dean's wife. Really, really."

Wen Shan said anxiously, making people feel that if she refuted her at this moment, she would cry.

This confession he likes very much, if he does not add the sentence of Mrs. Dean, he will prefer it.

Wen Shan was barefoot now, so she stepped directly on Nalan Chunbo's cotton slippers, which she bought from Nalan Chunbo.

"I heard the dean say that If seems to find a way to clean up the right way."

Well, it's almost ready. I didn't tell her because I wanted to surprise her, but I didn't expect to startle myself.

"But in my heart, the most powerful one is Father Nalan." Wen Shan said seriously, in order to deepen his determination, he nodded vigorously.

But this little action pleased Nalan Chunbo, so when Nalan Chunbo bowed his head to kiss Wenshan, Wenshan suddenly burst like Mao jumped off Nalan Chunbo's feet.

"I'm going to talk to my little brother. He must have been worried about me these days." Wen Shan said, already running to get his cell phone.

Nalan Chunbo raised his hand and finally put it down. What else can he say now, what else can he say?

Wen Shan went to send a message, and naturally the younger brother could not return to her, so she did not wait until the younger brother responded to her.

Nalan Chunbo felt that it was time to disappear, and it would be good not to return to her.

Nalan Chunbo returned to the sofa and hugged people into his arms without hindering her from sending a message, "Will you go to your house the day after tomorrow?"

what--

Go to her house?

See parents?

The mobile phone in Wen Shan's hand was not picked up and almost flew out.

"Go, what do I do at my house?" Wen Shan stammered, even if he understood in his heart, it was inevitable that he would not speak smoothly.

Nalan Chunbo raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at a little girl in her arms who was knowingly asking.

Wen Shan blushed and looked down.

In the past few days, there have been too many things and the mood is bad.

Suddenly speaking about seeing the parents, Wen Shan was a little flustered.

The first reaction was not whether her parents would like Nalan Chunbo, but: Oops, he is going to my house. What if he does n’t like my parents? Oops, he's going to my house. What should my mom tell him about my childhood?

"Don't you want me to go?" Nalan Chunbo buried in her neck, smelling the same shower gel on her body as her, and her voice felt aggrieved.

Wen Shan's heart was instantly grieved in his grievances. At this time, can she say something she refused?

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