The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Cong sorted out his clothes in a leisurely manner, and found that it was also good to say things, and he could hug him in a fair and honest way.

"Although I don't understand what they are talking about, are you boasting your eyes?" Ye Cong moved slightly closer to the sprout, but the sprout suddenly raised the **** in his hand and held the shovel in the other hand.

Ye Cong took a step back, well, for the time being afraid of her.

Sprout snorted and turned to continue walking upwards.

However, the mood seems to be very good, even the corners of the mouth are uncontrollable arcs.

Ye Cong didn't miss the smile at the corner of Xinya's mouth. He slowly followed the basket with his basket. Although the little girl was a little dull, she didn't feel anything about him.

There are a lot of bamboo shoots on the mountain, but the mature ones are still to be selected. The sprouts are better at this, just like she is also good at buying food in the vegetable market.

Ye Cong was bored and asked her to teach him that Xinya really took bamboo shoots and told him how to look at bamboo shoots. It was good, there was no sour taste.

It turned out that he had been talking for a long time, and they were just watching her.

Sprout was still holding bamboo shoots in her hands, and when she looked up, she realized that she and Ye Cong were too close. It seemed that they would hit his lips next second.

Ye Cong's eyes fell on her ever-closed lips, her heart moved with her heart, and she kissed directly the next second.

A pair of round eyes suddenly turned into a small light bulb. Sprout instinctively wanted to retreat, but Ye Cong reached out to control the back of the head, but did not deepen the kiss, but just touched her slightly cold lips.

As soft as he thought.

It took only a few seconds for a kiss, but Sprout felt for centuries.

Ye Cong kissed her?

You have to know that she has filmed several scenes, and none of them have kiss scenes. Even if there are kiss scenes, they are also used as substitutes, because the cat sister does not allow her to borrow.

Ye Cong let go of her head and slightly quit a safe distance. "So the job of buying food at home will be left to you."

Sprout: "..."

Sprout left the man with a basket and a hoe, her cold lips glowed with heat now, and she didn't even dare to touch it.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is her first kiss.

If this person is Ye Cong, she seems not to be annoying.

I dug bamboo shoots and accidentally hit three hares, so the sprouts were always very excited on the way back.

"The spicy fried rabbit made by my mother is particularly delicious, and the hotel chef can't make it." Xinya said, looking down at the three bunnies caught in the basket, all excited eyes were shining.

Ye Cong carried a basket and a **** and looked at the sprouts that ate rabbits at this moment. "You girls don't all like rabbits. Why do you want to eat little rabbits?"

Sprout: "..."

"That's the love of the rich girl, we don't have love." Xinya replied directly. When he was a child, he could not eat meat all year round. Who can get some game on the mountain, it is definitely earned, and who still care Is it a bunny?

Moreover, the rabbits in this mountain are raised very well by nature, and they are completely different from the rabbits raised by the people under the mountain, so there is nothing comparable.

Ye Cong went home after the sprout, whether intentionally or unintentionally, anyway, sprout was hiding from him today.

After going back, Xinya helped her mother prepare New Year's Eve dinner, Ye Cong was responsible for accompanying Xinya's father to go out, take a look at the village, and chat.

Mother Sprout handles the rabbit and looks back at the sprout that helped to boil the water. "You tell your mother, what do you think?"

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