The Wife Wants A Divorce Every day

"Our...children?"

Xi Heming's first reaction was dumbfounded, and his ears instantly turned red after the recollection, and his eyes aimed at Jiang Wanwan unconsciously. Jiang Wanwan didn't notice his careful thoughts at all. He changed his shoes and followed the bulging old man Xi into the living room. There was a chessboard on the high table under the bed in the living room. Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer were standing on the side of the chessboard. The expression looks beautiful.

Jiang Wanwan was a little dazed by this situation, and tentatively asked: "Why did they both provoke you?"

Before the old man Xi could speak, Jiang Xiaoyi immediately defended: "We didn't bully him, he took the initiative to play with us."

Xi Xiaoer echoed: "Yes, yes, he also caused the quarrel between us."

Hehe, at this time the two little guys are in agreement.

Old man Xi was dissatisfied and yelled, "It has nothing to do with me."

Xi Heming looked at him helplessly: "Dad, you are quite free. Didn't you say that we will visit you? As a result, we ran all the way over and you were not at home, but came to our house."

"I'm not giving you a surprise. Besides, if I don't come, how can I know that your family has such a fun robot." Old man Xi bulged and exhaled, "I saw this Jiang Xiao in the afternoon. I was chatting with Xiaoer Xi in the living room. When I saw this guy was funny, I asked them what their names were, and who is smart, and then..."

Old man Xi looked innocent: "They quarreled."

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

He didn't believe this question if it wasn't intentional to lead the war. Xi Heming squinted at his dad: "Old man, did you do it on purpose?"

"No," Old Man Xi said sincerely, "I really want to know what is the difference between these two robots, but after their fierce quarrels, Jiang Xiaoyi is still slightly better, and Xi Xiaoer is crying. NS."

Old man Xi cast a contemptuous look at Xi Heming: "Your son is not good."

Jiang Wanwan rubbed her forehead, and she finally knew who Xi Heming's childishness was with her. The characters of the two men were so similar.

Xi Xiaoer's mouth on the screen writhedly curled up, and then his big eyes began to weep, as if he was about to cry. When Xi Heming saw this, he stretched out his hand and flicked on his forehead: "If you have tears, don't flick it lightly. When you look back, Dad will give you two more URLs. Go back and memorize it well."

This sentence really scared back Xi Xiaoer’s tears completely. He stared at Xi Heming incredulously, "I called your brother when you were still going out this morning, you are an upgraded one. It’s too fast."

Xi Heming gave a light cough, glanced at Jiang Wanwan with a guilty conscience, and said with confidence, "Isn't this the relationship your grandfather has set for us, is it a girl?"

Jiang Xiaoyi's eyes appeared on the screen with a bunch of capital question marks: "Who do you call a girl-girl? How come I am your girl-girl?"

Jiang Wanwan was also very puzzled. She stretched out her finger and poked Xi Heming's waist: "She calls my sister, and you let her call you father. Why do I think you are deliberately taking advantage of me?"

Xi Heming was itchy all over by her poked, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Wanwan's slender white fingers, looked at Jiang Wanwan deeply, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of love in his tone: "Itching."

Jiang Wanwan was trembling with the sudden thunder, and then a layer of goose bumps appeared on her neck and arms. She hurriedly retracted her hands and surrendered with both heads: "Uncle!"

Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming with admiration: "You are also fighting to take advantage of me!"

Xi Heming: "..."

What he wants to take advantage of! ! !

Recalling his attitude towards Jiang Wanwan during the first few months of marriage, Xi Heming felt that he couldn't tell the bitterness. He drank the bitter wine he brewed, and the daughter-in-law who had offended him could only chase back crying.

Xi Heming had mixed feelings in his heart, and neither the old man Xi and Jiang Wanwan who were present at the scene had noticed that the two of them made a violent complaint, and the one with a big head was brought to the big and two small courts.

Old man Xi: "The two of them bullied me after they had a fight!"

Jiang Wanwan glanced at Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer suspiciously, and said hesitantly: "No way, did they quarrel with you?"

"That's not true!" Old man Xi paused and said, "I'm not waiting for you to wait for boring, let Jiang Xiaoyi accompany me to play chess, if you say that she has no hands, I have to set the chess pieces for her, and she still pays. Win me, do you say irritating or not?"

Jiang Wanwan: "..."

Old man Xi continued to complain: "When I saw Jiang Xiaoyi, I couldn't win. This Xiaoer is not as smart as Jiang Xiaoyi. I will play chess with him. In the end, he also won me. Do you think he bully me?"

Jiang Wanwan nodded in agreement: "It is indeed bullying you. With their internal procedures and reaction speed, they can compete with national players. Playing chess with you is indeed bullying you."

Old man Xi smashed his mouth. Does this sound wrong?

Xi Heming walked over and glanced at the chess game, and almost didn't laugh out loud. No wonder he played anxiously with the old man. This defeat was a complete defeat!

Seeing his son laugh at him, Old Man Xi felt that he couldn't hold on to his face. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to make a mess of the chess pieces on the chessboard, and yelled unconvincedly: "Come here again!"

Jiang Xiaoyi and Xi Xiaoer said in unison: "If you lose, you won't be sued!"

Old man Xi's face immediately turned red: "If you don't complain, you won't complain!"

Jiang Wanwan and Xi Heming glanced at each other and smiled involuntarily. At this moment, the atmosphere at home reached an unprecedented harmony.

***

The ingredients Xi Heming brought back were very fresh. Aunt Wang should wash and cut the meat. After working for more than half an hour, the meat was marinated, and the stove on the terrace was also set up. At this time, the old man in the room blushed and had a thick neck. He was even more courageous in the battle. Go lost and exchanged for chess, chess lost for checkers, and finally moved out flying chess. Xi Heming was shocked. He never knew that there were so many kinds of board games at home.

Jiang Wanwan helped Aunt Wang move all the ingredients outside, and the two of them worked together with a fan and a skewers quite tacitly. Xi Heming, who was standing next to Old Man Xi watching him play chess, was a little uncontrollable, and quietly dropped the old man, and followed him to the terrace.

Xi Heming was the one who saw the big one by Aunt Wang, and recently saw that his eyes were strange to Jiang Wanwan, but at first he didn't seem to notice it himself. After a few days of business trip this time, it seemed to be resuscitated. This time, the expression in her eyes stuck to Jiang Wanwan's body.

Aunt Wang proficiently turned his face over the meat skewers in her hand, and watched Xi Heming approach Jiang Wanwan. Before she could speak, Jiang Wanwan drove him with a fan: "Go and go, go aside, don't get in the way!"

Xi Heming glanced at Jiang Wanwan with difficulty, and reached out and took the fan in her hand: "I'll help you fan!"

Jiang Wanwan looked at him in astonishment: "Brother, did the uncle scream for you just now? Have you been so dignified? You are also rushing to do the job of fanning the skewers."

Xi Heming's face flushed slightly, and he glared at her angrily: "Where there are so many words, stand aside and blow your wind."

The fan standing is indeed smoke and heat waves. Since Xi Heming is willing to fan, Jiang Wanwan can't help picking up the freshly squeezed juice from a table, drinking and turning around on the terrace admiring the flowers and plants.

Xi Heming's gaze followed the past uncontrollably. Seeing Jiang Wanwan's leisurely and contented appearance, Xi Heming's face couldn't help showing a smile, and it became more and more brilliant.

Aunt Wang watched Xi Heming's gaze follow Jiang Wanwan's figure. Seeing that the fan was about to be stuffed into the stove, Aunt Wang snatched it over and gave a cheering gesture to Xi Heming who turned her head: "I'm a hot fan. I don't need a fan. Mister, please go and talk to your wife. ."

Xi Heming looked around at a loss, and picked up a glass of juice from the table, swayed to Jiang Wanwan's side and coughed twice: "I'm on a business trip, are you fine these days?"

Jiang Wanwan nodded: "All are very good. The representatives of the Xi Group are very satisfied with the product solutions, and the work of the R&D department is also very smooth."

Xi Heming took a sip of the juice and looked at the flower pot in front of him. His usual indifferent voice was a bit cramped and nervous: "I asked you, do you miss me?"

Jiang Wanwan, who was drinking the juice, spewed out, and then the earth-shaking coughing and tears flew out. Xi Heming quickly rushed to the table, put down the juice in his hand, took a piece of paper and ran to Jiang Wanwan, took a few sheets and handed them to her, patted her back nervously: "How is it? Is it choking badly?"

Jiang Wanwan covered her mouth with a tissue, looked at Xi Heming with tears in her eyes, and couldn't say a word when she coughed.

Seeing such eyes, Xi Heming felt that his heart trembled, and he patted her back helplessly and distressedly, sighing deeply in his tone: "Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Wanwan coughed out the choking juice, and finally got better. She took out a few more pieces and wiped her mouth, and looked at Xi Heming with accusing eyes: "Does it depend on me? I am here. Enjoy the flowers and the scenery well, if you didn’t suddenly ask me if I want you, I wouldn’t be so scared."

Jiang Wanwan still feels very baffled when it comes to this: "Don't ask such ridiculous questions next time? I can't stand the stimulation."

Xi Heming sighed deeply in his heart, but still gently patted Jiang Wanwan's back with his hands: "Okay, I won't ask next time."

"So easy to talk?" Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming suspiciously, only to realize that his eyebrows were filled with warmth that was rarely seen in the past.

Jiang Wanwan was taken aback by her own thoughts, and she subconsciously leaned back. Xi Heming thought she was about to fall, so he quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed her in his arms. Jiang Wanwan subconsciously moved both hands forward and accidentally placed Xi Heming's abdomen.

People with the same familiar posture, the two suddenly remembered the wedding. Jiang Wanwan accidentally put her hand on Xi Heming's abdomen that day and felt his strong and powerful abdominal muscles.

Thinking back to the touch that day, and then feeling the feeling underneath today, Jiang Wanwan looked at Xi Heming with difficulty: "Brother, have you eaten fat recently?"

Xi Heming: "!!!"