The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"Do you know what I want to eat more than Xiaolongbao?" Ye Cong suddenly asked.

The sprout is unknown, so there are obvious question marks in the big eyes.

She wants to eat.

Forget it, looking at these big eyes, as if thinking this way, is illegal.

Ye Cong reached out and took the chopsticks in her hand, and then put the Xiao Long Bao in his mouth.

Two drawers of steamed buns, the sprouts were heated, Ye Cong ate half of them, and the rest were eaten by the sprouts.

After eating and drinking, Sprout was packed and ready to get out of the car and returned to the front, but Ye Cong stretched his hands and lay on the air mattress.

"The place is big enough, you lie down for a while." Ye Cong said, already lying down, his legs leaned over the window, his head pressed directly on the sprout's arm.

Well, that's right.

Sprout: "..."

Why do you have pillows?

Xinya originally wanted to say something. Ye Cong had closed her eyes when she saw it. She swallowed everything she wanted to say. He drove home as soon as he got out of the plane, and he was injured in his arm. It must be very tired. Okay.

Is this gesture too intimate?

Almost her head turned around to see his face, and his breath could hit her now.

Sprout's uncontrollable heartbeat was almost jumping out of his chest.

"Pretending to be your master? My heart beats so fast." Ye Cong's eyes did not open, as if it was a joke.

Sprout: "..."

"Who, who, who coveted you." Sprout said stutteringly: "It's just that you are too close to me, and others are close to me, and I will do the same."

Ye Cong snorted lightly, who dared to approach her and directly hacked to death.

Perhaps it was because he was really sleepy. Ye Cong fell asleep after a while, and the 1.8-meter-long long legs placed on the window of the car were put away and slightly bent on the sprout's legs.

Sprout: "..."

This is even more ambiguous than just now.

The sprout didn't dare to move, so she was afraid to wake up Ye Cong.

The sprout that thought it was impossible to fall asleep in this tense atmosphere slowly fell asleep soon after.

Ye Cong woke up and was stabbed in the eyes by the outside light. He reached out and blocked his eyes. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep until dawn, and he didn't sleep much for more than a month.

Sure enough, this girl is his sleeping pill.

It was originally the person who was pillowed by him. At this moment, he shrank into a ball in his arms, and then fell on his waist. There was a feeling of seeking protection.

Ye Cong lowered his eyes and landed on the little reddish face where she was sleeping, then lowered her head and dropped a kiss over her forehead. "When will your elm pimple bloom?"

Sprout didn't know if I heard it or not, let's take a few mouthfuls and continue to fall asleep.

Ye Cong ’s gentle smile is really a cute little thing. He raised the bud of the sprout with one hand, and his eyes fell on her bright lips. Thinking of yesterday ’s indirect kissing, maybe—

Ye Cong was still thinking, Xinya suddenly reached out and stretched a lazy waist, Ye Cong instantly released her chin and backed back a little.

"Boss, early." Xinya opened his mouth with a smile, as if he hadn't realized where he was now.

Ye Cong coughed softly, sat up and slid the window down, and a cold wind blew in, dispersing emotions he shouldn't have now.

"It's not too late, just tidy up." Ye Cong said, as if he didn't feel enough, he opened the door again, and then got out of the car to breathe the cold air outside.

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