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

"Chu always is a good person. I didn't do anything in the past. You don't need to worry about him when he is here." General Liu said with a smile.

Shui Anluo laughed lightly, not alienating but not close.

The Fengfeng in the school is not as easy as they are.

Feng Feng looked at the woman holding the toilet and didn't know how many times she had vomited. She stood beside Qiao Yaruan with her hands around her chest, watching her almost vomiting her stomach.

Deserve it!

Feng Feng thought to himself, but watching her painful vomiting, she still reached out and patted her back.

"Little soft teeth?" Feng Feng looked at the woman lying on the toilet and couldn't help frowning. "Little soft teeth?" Feng Feng saw that she didn't respond and lifted the person directly from the toilet. "You— — "

It was just that Feng Feng's words had not been finished, and what he looked down was the tearful Qiao Yaruan.

Deep down in my heart, I felt as if I was holding everything tightly and choked with pain.

The first time I saw her was in the hospital. The bright sunshine she smiled, that smile almost blinded his eyes, and then, he began to appear beside her frequently. She was bored and jumped, but never before her. Crying.

Last time, Shui Anluo had an accident, and she cried, but it was almost all night, and he couldn't see the truth.

Not long ago, he heard her sorrowful cry, but he never saw her tears, but now he was suffocated.

She wasn't crying or whispering, just crying silently, the whole person seemed like a lifeless doll.

"Qiao Yaruan, are you crying?" Feng Feng squatted down, and then murmured such a sentence.

Qiao Yaruan lay on the toilet, tears dropped into the toilet, splashing water after splash.

Feng Feng opened his mouth slightly, squatting on his back, his hands were originally placed on his knees, but now he folded tightly. After a while, he suddenly got up. Wasn't she sad that she wanted it? Why bother her?

Yes, there is no need to control her!

Feng Feng turned around and strode away.

"Spit ..." Qiao Yaruan vomited again holding the toilet.

Feng Feng paused, cursed in a low voice, turned around and picked up the glass to pick up the water, squatting down and feeding her water.

Qiao Yaruan looked up at him quietly, "Feng Yingdi, why do you say people live?"

"You're crazy." Feng Feng said, holding her up.

"Actually, I ought to be damned long ago. I was damned when I was fourteen." Qiao Yaruan said with a smile.

"Don't be crazy." Feng Feng half-embraced her and returned to the room, then dropped directly on the bed.

Qiao Yaruan suddenly got up, trying to vomit but had no time to run to the bathroom, so this vomit was directly on Fengfeng's body.

Feng Feng was too late to dodge, and the sense of warmth in the lower abdomen passed into the senses. He bowed his head, and immediately felt a disgusting feeling in his chest.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't do it on purpose." Qiao Ya Ruan Hui hugged his waist, not even knowing what his disgusting look like now.

Feng Feng endured the disgusting feeling, straight around her neck, then took her into the bathroom again, "Qiao Ya Nguyen, I will kill you when you wake up, my dear."

Qiao Yaruan was trapped in, and he was stumped all the time.

Feng Feng tore her clothes apart and threw them directly into the trash can on the ground. Then she turned on the faucet and pressed her head into the water, washing the dirt on her face. Unfastening his belt, he couldn't stand the disgusting feeling, so he had to send his assistant to get clothes again.

"what--"

There was a sudden scream at the door, and Feng Feng frowned.