The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"Who is hard to be your brother?" Qian Yikun's face grew darker and darker.

Could he lip a little, feeling that this buddy is not easy to get along with at all.

"Who told you to go back?" Qian Yikun asked in a deep voice. Fortunately, she had nothing to do, otherwise he could hate himself all his life.

When it comes to this matter, he must be anxious. He is so embarrassed to tell himself this way. Could he just push the cup he handed over, "I haven't settled the bill with you before you stun me. Who is angry at you? "

Thinking that she would be stunned in her life, she would feel that her blood was rising. This is the biggest shame in her life.

Although it was him who stunned him, Qian Yikun didn't feel that he was doing anything wrong. He just blamed himself that he hadn't worked harder so that she could go back and be a demon.

The two looked at each other and did not give in to each other. If it was not because they were both seriously injured, the two of them would definitely fight with no doubt.

So Mrs. Ding and Mrs. Qian saw this scene when they came in.

Qian Yikun snapped the cup on the table, then turned and left.

Could he lie down and pull over the quilt to cover his face directly.

Mom: "..."

Is it not the right time for us to come?

Qian Mu followed Qian Yikun and took a photo directly on her son's shoulder. "What's the matter? Where is the mother-in-law? How old are you? How can you be so uneasy?"

mother-in-law?

Qian Yikun's mouth twitched slightly. Was it called too early?

And what's this, he was still fainted in front of her parents.

"Mom, don't worry about me and Murphy." Qian Yikun stretched his hand and squeezed his forehead. He must make it clear to Murphy that she can't take her own body seriously .

Mrs. Ding entered the ward and sat down by the bed. She had been taking care of herself for the past few days. She refused to fake her hand because she was not at ease with anyone.

"Fin Fei, your mother made you the braised lion head you like to eat." Mrs. Ding said, gently pulling off the quilt of Mo Fei, without asking her and Qian Yikun what happened.

After all, she didn't know if her daughter would like her to ask her about things, so when getting along with Mr. Ding, Mrs. Ding took some caution.

Murphy's quilt was ripped a little. She opened her eyes and looked at the woman sitting by the bed. The tip of her nose was the braised lion head she loved to eat. She hadn't said it, but Mrs. Ding observed it.

At first she would make all kinds of food for Morpheus, then she would see what she likes to eat, and she would make more later.

This may be the only way she treats her daughter well.

All of them knew that, but she didn't know how to get along with her family. This kind of feeling was so bad that she was even afraid of seeing her family.

Mrs. Ding took the braised lion head out of the lunch box and held it up. "Taste, the doctor said you can't eat heavy flavors now, and my mother didn't add too much seasoning." Mrs. Ding said with caution.

Could it be that he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, and finally looked at Mrs. Ding's cautious look and pressed it all back again.

She wanted to call, they didn't need to do this, which would make her more difficult.

She likes what Qian Yikun likes, saying whatever she wants, it won't embarrass her at all.

"You don't have to serve me like this." Could it be that his voice was not quite right.

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