The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

Shui Anluo held the mobile phone slightly for a moment, and the whole person showed a foolish and silly gesture.

Chu Cuiyi was in a good mood. See if she still has the mood to continue to call Mo Luyu.

Sure enough, after Chu Muyi spoke, Shui Anluo hung up the phone immediately, and his eyes were full of innocents.

"General Manager Chu, boss of Chu, Master Chu, brother Chu, ask for help." Shui Anluo dropped his mobile phone and held Chu Qiyi's arm tightly with both hands. He is a director of the hospital and he must be able to keep her from going to Dean His people.

Chu Cuiyi looked down at the small hand holding his arm, tender and tender, and a little fat, and when he looked at it, he wanted to take a bite.

Chu Cuiyi shrugged off his mind. Recently, when looking at this girl, he wanted to bite his mouth. This feeling was really beyond his expectation.

"Look at your performance." Chu Cuiyi said, holding the baby directly out.

The corner of Shui'anluo's mouth was slightly drawn, performance? How does it behave?

Shui Anluo thought, suddenly tightening his collar tightly, looking at Chu Muyi's back with contempt.

"Don't think too much, President Chu is not interested in your figure for the time being." Chu Cuiyi said as he went downstairs.

Shui Anluo vomited three liters of blood, ah, who slammed her and slapped her before, now she says she is not interested in her figure. What's wrong with her figure? Everything is good or bad.

"Ah ..." Shui Anluo called as he chased out, took his arm in disapproval, held up his chest and said, "What's wrong with my figure?"

Chu Cuiyi looked down at Shui Anluo, especially her small breast. Her familiar emotions were fermented on the body, but he tried to bear it.

Chu Cuiyi bent down slightly and whispered in her ear: "Are you asking me to do anything?"

The warm breath resembled a sly snake, naughtily spreading to her ears, and then extending to her cheeks.

Shui Anluo looked at Chu Muyi, who was going downstairs again, and anxiously slammed himself on the stairs. Shui Anluo was a second-hander, how could he say that?

However, Shui Anluo fastened the stairs, did he really not feel himself?

But since I didn't feel it, why did I have to slap myself yesterday?

Shui Anluo went downstairs with his brain full of tangles. Yu Ma cooked lunch in the kitchen. Chu Cuiyi put the baby on the sofa, holding his small body in one hand, and let him play on his own.

After Shui Anluo went downstairs, she lay on the back of the sofa and said wrongedly: "She hates me so much and she will definitely pack me up."

Chu Cuiyi looked back at her, reached out and touched her head, "then conquer her with your unbeatable Xiaoqiang spirit." Grandma wanted to take her personally this time. Actually, Chu Cuiyi was not worried, but her grandmother finally In a word, he made up his mind.

Grandma said: I want me to accept her unless I see her worthy of me.

Therefore, Chu Cuiyi agreed. Although this girl was a little clumsy, she still had the perseverance of a child, which can conquer people, such as him.

"You're only a little strong." Shui Anluo rolled his eyes, turned to the front of the sofa, and stood straight on it. "In the future, I can expect the water to be hot." Shui Anluo said, holding the pillow directly to himself Covering her face, she can think that Dean Joe must be a horrible existence.