The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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In view of not wanting to continue to be teased by Ye Cong, Xinya decisively handed over the kitchen to Ye Cong and returned to the room himself.

It's just that Xinya didn't expect that she had just been returned to the room and was kicked out by her sister. She didn't know who his sister was.

Xinya took her clothes and put them in Ye Cong's room. It wasn't the first time for Ye Cong's master bedroom because she needed to help Ye Cong to clean up the room.

But this time it is obviously different from the previous purpose.

Some things happen suddenly and there is a natural feeling, but if these things are known in advance and intentionally done, it will make people feel that the cells in the whole body are embarrassed.

And it is still an increasingly embarrassing.

Standing in the bathroom, Sprout looked at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were red, and even her neck was stained with suspicious red.

Especially, there are people in the family today.

I don't know how to wash the dishes outside. Anyway, when Ye Cong came in, his clothes were wet. It can be seen that the current kitchen is not much better.

Ye Cong leaned against the bathroom door and looked at the new shoots that seemed to be not quite right, "I thought you were afraid to come out hiding in the room."

After all, he really thinks so.

Although she dared to say so to Sister Cat, she didn't necessarily dare to do that.

So when I saw the new shoots in the bathroom, there was an indescribable satisfaction.

He wants, Sprout will give.

But this definitely makes him happier than she actively wanted to give.

Xinya raised her head slightly, with water vapor in her big eyes, her expression in her pupils.

Ye Cong's mind moved slightly, and he straightened his body subconsciously. The whole person was almost attracted by her eyes.

Ye Cong slowly approached the sprout. The sprout stood on the spot, unable to move his feet, and looked at Ye Cong straight.

Obviously only a few steps away, but to them, it seems to have walked for a whole century.

She always stood on the spot, watching the man walk towards her step by step.

She knew that once they approached, their lives would change from today.

From now on, Ye Cong will become an inseparable part of her life.

She doesn't know how people think of feelings now, but she understands what kind of person she is. Once she has identified a feeling, she will only recognize it in her life.

Ye Cong is the first man she fell in love with and will be the last.

The distance from the end of the world finally reached the end. Ye Cong reached out and landed on her neck. His hands exerted a little force, forcing Xinya to look up, and his forehead just touched her.

"Is it really decided?" Ye Cong's voice was low, apparently restraining a certain emotion they knew.

Sprout's body was tight, and his head was forced to touch his.

The tension made her speechless, but she did not retreat.

"I like you, I will only like you, and will not change because of anyone. Even so, don't you regret it?" Ye Cong put it on her waist with one hand, knowing why she did it, but He must explain this clearly to her.

The heartbeat has been chaotic for a long time, but when Ye Cong asked this question, Xinya recovered some of his nervousness, set his eyes, and looked at Ye Cong seriously.

Ye Cong did not move, waiting for her to speak.

Xinya clasped his hands on the wrist that supported his neck, and even spoke with solemnity.

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