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

After the little baby twitched and fell asleep, Shui Anluo got up and took a shower in the bathroom.

It was just when she saw herself in the mirror that she couldn't help but reach out and touch the corner of her **** mouth. This is his blood.

She seemed to bite badly in her memory.

Forget it, leave him alone.

Shui Anluo completely packed up and changed her pajamas and trousers, but she still couldn't cover the dense strawberries on her neck.

"Mrs. Young, I have heated a glass of milk, you can drink and sleep." Yuma said distressedly outside the door.

Shui Anluo shook his body and took a deep breath before turning out.

Shui Anluo reached out to open the door. The first thing that caught her eye was Yu Ma's worried look. Shui Anluo smiled reluctantly and reached out to take over the milk in the hands of Mom, "Thank you Mom, I'm fine."

Yu Ma reached out and touched Shui Anluo's arm, and whispered, "Rest assured, Yu Ma is on your side this time."

Yu Ma's voice just dropped, the door of the master bedroom was opened, Shui Anluo raised his ice-skate eye and closed the door again with a pop.

Chu Cuiyi frowned, this dead girl, who was doing something wrong was obviously her, even bigger than her temper.

Yu Ma looked at Chu Muyi, shook her head slightly, and finally turned downstairs. She thought her master was getting rid of it. How could she be more stupid after knowing her feelings?

Chu Cuiyi looked at Yu Ma's departure, her face became more and more ugly, and Yu Ma's courage became bigger and bigger.

Chu Cuiyi went downstairs and took the wine out of the bar. Yu Ma wanted to persuade, but after thinking about it, she turned back to the room.

Shui Anluo went back with the milk, his chest was still undulating, thinking about the things tonight, looking down at the little baby on the bed similar to someone, reminding himself again and again: This is your birth, you are born!

This will not let you fight yourself.

It was an accident to meet her brother, but he got angry without asking, which was the most angry reason for Shui Anluo.

The fake one let himself go to see his brother, but when he did, he got angry again.

This perverted approach, no one except him can do it.

She left her mobile phone at school. She wanted to tell Qiao Yaruan that there was no other way. The computer was downstairs, but Chu Qiyi was there. She might as well sleep.

At midnight Chu Chuyi took the spare key and opened the door of the guest room.

The curtains did not close, probably because she was really angry, so she didn't care about the curtains.

Moonlight hit the mother and son's faces, with unreal dreams.

Shui Anluo leaned slightly to her side, this time she seemed to be afraid that she would be pressed on the baby, so she was separated from the baby by a certain distance.

The little baby has a big hand, and it is overbearing outside the small quilt.

Chu Cuiyi leaned against the door and didn't enter. His wrist still had pain, even more obvious than before, but he didn't care.

Chu Cuiyi didn't know how long he stood, until his legs became woody, he slowly stood upright, and then went in.

The alcohol on his body made Shui Anluo frown, but did not wake up.

Chu Cuiyi was relieved inexplicably. He actually felt afraid, afraid that she would wake up, afraid that she was saying something unrelated to herself.

She was even scared, she said, and Mo Lu was better than him.

"You are mine. I have been alone since that day." Chu Cuiyi whispered, as if murmuring, and finally bowed a kiss on her forehead, then turned away.