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

Coaxing the little baby, Shui Anluo took Yu Ma's hot meals and went to Chu Muyi's room.

After knocking on the door, Shui Anluo was allowed to enter, Chu Chuyi was sitting on the bed and hitting the keyboard, as if working.

"Well, Mommy has cooked the rice for you." Shui Anluo whispered, and put the tray on his bedside table.

Chu Cuiyi responded, and Shui Anluo wanted to say something, but his response was so cold that she didn't dare to say anything. She could only stand for a moment and then said with a little embarrassment: "You remember to eat ,I……"

"what--"

Shui Anluo's words weren't finished yet, the person had been pulled to the bed by Chu Qiyi, and then leaned back under him.

Shui Anluo opened his eyes suddenly to the maximum extent, and then looked at him inconceivably.

"Shui Anluo, is it not obvious enough for me to make it? Do you think you still have the right to find the second spring?" Chu Cuiyi pressed her tightly, her eyes seemed to be staring at her prey's eagle eyes, sharp and sharp. .

"I ..." Shui Anluo struggled slightly, trying to break free of his restraint. "You let me go first."

The more Shui Anluo struggled, the tighter Chu's wings pressed, and the soft body rubbed against his body in this way, and soon aroused his reaction.

Chu Chuyi was never the one who embarrassed himself, so he lowered his head and kissed her talking lips.

Shui Anluo was shocked again, and a pair of beautiful eyes was instantly occupied by shock.

"You let go, let go ..."

Shui Anluo struggled again, but unfortunately his hands were clamped, his body was pressed by his hard chest.

"Shui Anluo, you are my woman, and you can only be mine in this life." Chu Cuiyi yelled loudly, wishing she had taken her into her belly, and he did exactly that.

"I'm not, we're divorced, we're divorced!" Shui Anluo shouted, shaking his head hard to prevent him from kissing, "You let go—" Shui Anluo said, struggling suddenly in the neutral calf suddenly Lifted, and made Chu Muyi whispered.

Chu Jiyi's leg was under stress. Because of the pain, he rolled over and fell to the bed, reaching out and hugging his injured leg.

Shui Anluo, like a frightened rabbit, hurried out of bed and wanted to leave, but in the ear was the muffled sound of Chu Jiyi repeatedly. Shui Anluo couldn't bear his conscience and turned and ran back.

"Hey, are you okay?" Shui Anluo asked in a low voice, his hands still pulling his neckline.

But her response was still the hum of Chu Muyi.

There wasn't so much shui'an tube, so I could only help him lie down, and then stretched out his hands to untie the bandage on his leg. The redness and swelling on it seemed to be more serious, because he kicked too hard.

"You wait." Shui Anluo said, hurried out.

Chu Jiyi squinted his eyes slightly. The pain on his face was all put away at this moment. He was used to the pain, how could he care about the pain.

But it seemed pretty good to see her worrying for herself.

Shui Anluo came back quickly, put down the medicine in his hand and deal with the wound again for him.

"I won't apologize, you kicked me first before you bullied me." Shui Anluo gritted her teeth and said with her little pride and small grievances.

Chu Cuiyi looked at the woman who lowered her head seriously and re-medicated herself, and said again seriously: "Shui Anluo, I said chasing you, it is true!"