The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"Small cabbage sprouts—" Ye Cong reached out to hold the wall, stabilized his body, and turned back to stare at the sprouts that had lost his face cramps, and she tried to pull a few boxes behind her. .

Sprouts have a problem, online shopping.

Because it is cheap.

For example, her mobile phone case that Ye Cong disliked was said to be nine yuan and nine packages.

"Do you believe me I've fried you with garlic seedlings tonight?" Ye Cong growled, "Lost."

"No." Xinya closely guarded the box behind him, pushed open Ye Cong and hurriedly opened the door, and then bent over to kick all the boxes in, and also prevented Ye Cong from throwing the rest to her.

Ye Cong had been working hard to take a deep breath at the door to ensure that he would not strangle her. Looking at her recommendation of bending down box by box, she still wanted to kill.

After Sprout pushed all the ten heavy boxes, they were excited to find the scissors and opened them all, "Look, I really did n’t buy a bargain this time, this set of tableware seven More than one hundred, this set of cups is more than six hundred, very expensive. "

Sprout is in it with some kind of pleasing ingredients, after all, this was bought by her hard-earned money.

Ye Cong glanced down and looked at the European style, which is his favorite style, and it also matches the decoration of this home.

Looking at the sprout on the ground like a puppy biting a small tail, she suddenly felt that this was not bad. She bought kitchen utensils for this family.

Home?

Thinking of this word, Ye Cong's mood was better, and the corners of his mouth were invisible.

Xinya has been squatting on the ground with his hands folded and looking at him. When he sees that he hasn't spoken, he knows that he has agreed. He has lived with him for more than a year.

"Then, there will be extra tableware in the house, can you invite the young lady to eat at home?" Xinya asked cautiously.

Ye Cong: "..."

Liver hurts!

He actually thought that this woman was for this family. It turned out that because he said there were no utensils in the house, he didn't invite guests.

Xinya looked at someone who was just a little bit happy and flicked his sleeves back to the room. How did his temper become so fast?

She just wanted to see Mrs. Shao, just a meal, as for it, so stingy.

It was because she spent more than a thousand dollars to buy these things.

Sprout sullenly transported all the chopsticks and cups to the kitchen and used hot water to put them back in the cabinet. She likes filming, which is a new experience, but she prefers the kitchen because it will give her a sense of belonging .

Opening the refrigerator to find the ingredients for cooking tonight, but before deciding what to do, the cell phone in his pocket rang, and Sprout hurriedly dropped the prawns he took out, and connected the phone, "Sister Cat."

"Then?" Sister Cat asked directly.

"Go home, isn't it all okay today?" Xinya asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's because you haven't watched the news recently, uninstalled Weibo, and don't reply to anything, and don't care about what others say." Sister Cat spoke to her.

In the past six months, Xinya has experienced a lot of online violence, so she has always regarded the cat's words as a decree.

"Okay." Xinya said, and decided to cook a sirloin soup for him, plus a bitter cold bitter gourd, to make him so angry.

"Sprout." Sister Cat started suddenly, but her voice was not normal.

"what happened?"

"Are you still living with the president now?" Xinya is an artist she brings, but she has to give it to Ye Cong at all times, and no one can interfere.

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