The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ding Ning's eyes did not respond, and she looked at her. When Qian Yikun opened the door for her, she turned and got in the car.

"I came back to meet you, you--" Qian Yikun said, glancing at Ding Ning, who looked down at the B-mode paper in his hand, "Take care of yourself."

Qian Yikun said this through his teeth, after all, he really didn't expect Ding Ning to take good care of him.

So with regard to Yu Jiangqing's decision, Qian Yikun feels that he is really brave.

Could not be bothered to take care of him, waved at Qian Yikun with perfunctory gestures, indicating that he could go.

Yu Jiangqing started the car, and Qian Yikun watched the car leave, hoping his daughter-in-law would not go into trouble.

Yu Jiangqing took them back to the army, could they just wave and let Yu Jiangqing do his work.

Yu Jiangqing: "..."

Suddenly felt a little unreliable.

After Ding Ning came back, he went back to his bedroom to rest.

Could it be that he stretched his hand and pressed it on Yu Jiangqing's shoulder, "Hey, has she always been like this?"

Yu Jiangqing put the key on the table in front of the door, "Well, I don't see anyone, don't talk."

Could he reach for his chin and pat on Yu Jiangqing's shoulder again, "Okay, go with yours, leave it to me."

"My wife is not in good health. Don't scare my wife." Yu Jiangqing reminded seriously.

Could you just squint at the eye, and it really seemed like Ding Ning was a doll?

After driving away Yu Jiangqing, she glanced at the bedroom and walked in with her waist.

This time Ding Ning did not lie down, but kept looking at the piece of paper in her hand, just a little bit, and did not know what she was looking at all the way.

Could it be that in the past, he extended his finger to a place on the top where the shape of the child could be clearly seen, "Look, your baby is older than my baby at three and a half months. Hey, my family is too lazy to die, and it doesn't have any length."

Ding Ning's words were moved by Murphy's words, and her eyes fell unconsciously on her lower abdomen. Murphy's children were more than five months old, but they were not necessarily much larger than her belly at this time.

Ding Ning moved, but did not lift it.

Could he reach out and hold her wrist, Ding Ning's hand shook, but was directly pressed on her stomach in the next second.

Ding Ning: "..."

"This girl in my family is not long, but it's very happy, you try." Could it be said, can feel the little guy in the stomach kicking her over the mountain again.

Ding Ning could feel the little force under his palm and just kicked her.

Shocked and novel.

"More than half a month later, this one in your stomach can kick you too." Could it be said with a smile, let go of her hand.

Ding Ning's hand was slowly placed on his lower abdomen, there was no feeling on it, but there was a baby inside.

Could it be that they stood up straight and looked around, their house was a little scary, simple, a bed, a wardrobe, a desk full of military books, and there was nothing else.

She has always felt that she and Qian Yikun had been rough. She didn't expect the two to have been rougher. She swears that she will never say that she is a prisoner again.

"By the way, Yu Jiangqing said to me before, do you like me?" Mo Fei said, shaking her wrist, the rope on her wrist was always carried, this is her weapon, used to save lives.

Ding Ning's eyes fell on Murphy's wrist. She was autistic, but not amnestic, so she knew what was on her wrist.

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