The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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A man like Ye Cong is so tempting.

Although Xinya has not been in love, but getting along with Ye Cong from day to night will inevitably have some undesirable ideas, such as now.

She thought she had touched Ding Junqi, but it didn't feel like it was now. At that time, Ding Junqi had been helping her, and Ding Junqi's good for Lotte was what she saw in her eyes. This is what a person who is in love should have.

However, if you think about Ye Cong hitting her all day long, it may be because the person he likes is Lin Zixin.

The boss likes Lin Zixin. Lin Zixin is beautiful and temperamental, and she knows more than she does.

Thinking this way, Sprout's mood suddenly became not so good.

Ye Cong glanced at Sprout while driving, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Xinya said, grabbing his clothes, and his eyes fell on his shoulders again: "Are you really okay?"

"Do you wish me something?"

"It's not." Xinya hurriedly retorted, but after he finished, he felt that he was too eager, and added a little natural, "How do I go home if you have something?"

Ye Cong: "..."

The angle of the lips that he had originally lifted down instantly, he should not have any expectations of this woman.

The car was quiet again. Sprout leaned on the back of the chair and kept looking at his shoulders. There was no lack of worry in his eyes, but he seemed to have no problems at all.

Fueling the road, Ye Cong originally wanted to continue walking. Instead, Xinya was worried about his wounds, and asked him to find a place to stop the car by the roadside. He could continue walking after dawn.

There is a car-mounted inflatable bed in the car, and the sprout crawls to the back to take it out, and then put it on the car after inflation, "You sleep in the back for a while, let's go when dawn."

Ye Cong raised his eyebrows slightly, watching her crawl down from behind.

After Xinya got off the train, he took another self-heating lunch box out of the trunk, put the rice and meals in another box, took out the small steamed buns packed in the afternoon and put them in the box, and then added water to heat .

Ye Cong leaned back on the inflatable bed and watched Sprout do all this, because he didn't like to eat heated meals, so she helped her to eat Xiaolongbao for the sake of keeping him?

After heating up, Xinya handed over the heated xiaolongbao to Ye Cong from the front. "You eat something before you sleep."

"How about you?" Ye Cong did not pick it up.

"Me, I can sleep during the day, and I can guard you now." Xinya said seriously, the serious look made people almost fascinated.

Guard him?

Ye Cong chuckled, and the girl knew that if she was standing alone, she would give a promise.

Seeing that he did not pick it up, Xinya handed it forward again, "It's hot, really."

Ye Cong still didn't move. "My arm hurts and I can't lift it up."

Xinya turned his eyes, landed on his shoulders, and finally thought about opening the door to get off, and then climbed to the inflatable bed at the back, took disposable chopsticks, walked cross-legged and picked up the small bag to his lips .

Ye Cong's body was almost invisible and stiffened a little, because she just opened the door and brought in a bit of chill, but her too close distance, and the movement of feeding seriously made his heart beat a few beats.

"Now." Xinya said, motioning him to open his mouth, but Ye Cong kept looking at her for a while, and had no intention of opening his mouth.

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