The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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The doorbell pressed a few points, and Ding Yuejie ran over on his toes and opened the door.

Rakuten is also helping Ding Yuehua to heat meals in the hotel's own kitchen. Her mother asked her to bring so much. If someone was not to pick her up all the way, she must be exhausted on the road.

Ding Yuejie helped Dad open the door and ran to the kitchen again, holding his small mouth and waiting for the food to come out, he was hungry.

After Ding Junqi came in, he closed the door, put his hands in his pockets and followed Ding Yue's bouncing body to the kitchen.

When the dishes are available, you only need to make a slice of bread, so when the dishes are hot, Lotte takes the oatmeal bread and puts it on the plate.

Ding Junqi leaned on the kitchen door and looked at the busy woman. Why didn't she find that this woman was actually pretty?

Unlike those cosmetic faces for fame, Lotte's height is not high, at most one meter six, with a ponytail, how to look at a small face is also not like a college graduate.

But such a small face makes people look at ease.

Ding Yue looped his little toes on tiptoe and kept asking his mother if he was okay, as if his father hadn't given him a meal these days.

Rakuten warmed up the dishes and made the bread before going out.

Dishes, two courses, bread, two slices.

Therefore, this is completely without Ding Junqi.

Ding Junqi: "..."

Won't this woman ask him?

Although he will not stay for dinner.

"There will be a feast for a while. You and I will go." Ding Junqi pulled the stool away and sat across from Lotte, watching her feed herself while feeding Ding Yuejie who didn't know whether to play or eat.

Never expect a child to eat on his own initiative and well-behaved, because this does not exist.

"What does it have to do with me?" Rakuten ignored him and continued to feed Ding Yuehua. He took the model in his other hand. "After eating and playing, my grandmother made it for you all night, if you don't eat well , Grandma will be sad. "

"Eat, eat by Zhuanjie." Ding Yuejie yelled, quickly put down the model in his hand, picked up his children's special chopsticks and started to brag.

Ding Junqi propped up on the table with one hand and looked at Rakuten, "Why are you saying so much to me, I am your son's dad."

Rakuten finally looked at him, but his eyes were not very kind. “Ding Yingdi do n’t forget to give money. I do n’t have other hobbies, I love money.”

"Hey--" Ding Junqi suddenly felt cold in the back of his head. "Rakuten, you have to understand that sporadic memories are sometimes uncontrolled."

"Don't make excuses for your sinister ideas."

"Mom--" Ding Yuejie suddenly said.

Lotte paused for a while and then turned to change his face. "Hurry to eat. After eating, your mother brought you other fun things."

Ding Junqi felt that she was being squeezed, "You are not curious that we happened that year, maybe we really loved each other?"

"Falling in love with you, it must be really time and space, and I am blind." Lotte sneered.

"And the fact is that time and space are indeed staggered, so you admit that you are in love with me?" Ding Junqi looked at Rakuten with a smug look.

Rakuten: "..."

Ding Yuejie smiled while covering her small mouth, and was lightly tapped by Rakuten, "Hurry up and eat." After Rakuten finished, he looked at Ding Junqi again, "If so, it can only prove that I am blind, and now, I turned back. "

Ding Junqi suddenly felt choked.

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