Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

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Spread the rumors with a mouth, refute the rumors and run off their legs.

Li Wan said that dealing with these things is very tiring.

It's better to punch one by one, until they dare not talk nonsense.

This is so refreshing.

If it was before, it didn't matter how you wrote these gossips.

Li Wan doesn't care about it at all.

Caring about these silly things, for her, one more second is a waste.

If you are in a good mood, maybe you can give those screenwriters a thumbs-up and comment.

After all, telling stories, who takes who seriously.

But now it's different, she still has a small milk dumpling.

Xiao Nian Baozi is only four years old, and there are some things that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. It is inevitable that he will not take it seriously.

All kinds of rumors have been heard too much, and it is always bad.

Moreover, the mind of the small dumpling is more delicate and sensitive than the average child.

I usually don't seem to understand anything, but I know everything in my heart.

Li Wan didn't want him to think of any emotional drama about "Do you want him or not?"

She hopes that the little guy can grow up ignorantly and comfortably.

I hope the small dumplings can be naive and naive.

Like ordinary children, have a perfect and happy childhood.

"Mommy, you hold it so tightly~"

The soft protest from the small milk dumpling brought back Li Wan's thoughts.

Li Wan hurriedly relaxed a little, and then spoke calmly:

"Nothing."

"You must be fat! Boy, have you eaten a lot of snacks recently?"

"There are not many, and the baby is not fat, mommy, you are bad!"

After a pause, Li Ze added: "Mommy, you don't love me."

The little milk voice was deliberately lowered, and it sounded a bit sad.

Li Wan had no choice but to coax.

"Don't hate it, don't hate it, the baby will be fleshy and chubby~"

The little guy snorted milkily, and turned his head proudly.

After a second, Xiao Nai Baozi's eyes rolled, and Yan Heming, who was concentrating on driving, was drawn into the group chat.

"Uncle Hehe, Mommy said I'm getting fat, baby is unhappy..."

Li Wan lowered his eyes and glanced at the little milk bun who was heading to talk to Yan Heming, and squinted thoughtfully.

Today's little dumpling seems to particularly like Yan Heming.

Uncle Hehe, one by one, was called intimately and politely.

This treatment is really rare.

"Yan Heming, what fascinating soup did you give my son!"

While waiting for the red light, Yan Heming looked back at the mother and son in the back seat, then smiled and said:

"Li Wan, I'm really wronged, shouldn't the little guy like me?"

"Yes, Mommy, I like Uncle Hehe very much~"

The child Li Ze blinked his big watery eyes, and his tone was gray and sincere.

It was written all over his face: Mommy, please believe me.

Yan Heming made a chuckle in his throat, and his clean eyes were not mixed with a trace of impurities.

He looked at Li Wan with affection in his eyes:

"Li Wan, your son likes me already, and you can like me too."

Hearing this, Li Wan's mouth twitched, what kind of logic is this.

"Yan Heming, I'm tired of saying some things. If you want to be friends, you'd better be more acquainted."

Li Wan was already very annoying, Wanjiao, Wang Xueting, and Li Yan were pushing her out one by one.

Push to the happiness they thought.

But she didn't need it, and didn't like it.

She doesn't need a man now, and she can live well.

No, going home tonight, she must have a good chat with Wanjiao.

When the competition is over, I have to make time to have a good chat with Wang Xueting.

Well, I still have to find a way to get Huo Lingtian that dog man to pull the divorce certificate.

It's really impossible to directly use violence to push people over, and if you don't sign, you will hit him until he signs.

Qiao Qiaoqiao showed that disgusting girlfriend summary.

Shentemo is firmly in the first place.

She is not rare.

Seeing Li Wan's increasingly ugly face, Yan Heming immediately apologized in a low voice, and followed the woman's words:

"Well, late Li Wan, I said something wrong, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't break up with me."

Li Wan: "..."

The man's breakup made Li Wan laugh and cry, and his mood improved a lot in an instant.

Yan Heming, haven't seen you for many years, why are you getting more and more naive.

Seeing Yan Heming's earnest and hot eyes, Li Wanshen ducked slightly.

Although Yan Heming's facial features are not in Li Wan's aesthetic point, he has to admit that he is really good-looking.

Gentle, graceful young man.

The cleanness and purity in his eyes can never be ignored.

"Green, green light, drive quickly." Li Wan coughed slightly and urged to speak.

"Yes, late sister!"

Having said that, the name Sister Wan was really the first one called by Yan Heming.

Of course, it was also Li Wan who forced him to call.

Later, after Yan Heming fell in love with Li Wan, he directly changed Wan Sister to "Wan Wan".

At that time, apart from Wanjiao and Li Yan, no one had called Li Wan like that.

When Li Wan heard this, he squeezed his fist and pressed Yan Heming to the ground.

The fight was terrible.

As a result, the number of little girls who chased Yan Heming during that time was reduced by half.

Yan Heming didn't dare to call that again.

He still has to save his life to chase Li late.

Later, for a long time, Li Wan never heard Yan Heming call her late sister again.

Most of them are named Li Wan directly.

Why did you remember calling her like this again today?

Curious.

Yan Heming, who looked ahead, was still keenly aware of Li Wan's probing gaze.

The man shrugged and said with a grin: "What's the matter? I don't like to hear me call that, then... call you late?"

Li Wan: "..." I call you ancestor!

Li Wan gritted his teeth and did not speak out what was in his heart.

Because what is said, you may hear Yan Heming's answer:

Li Wan, you can be my little ancestor.

Thinking of the fear of being dominated by Yan Heming's native love words before, Li Wan's forehead suddenly jumped.

She paused for several seconds before she spoke, gritted her teeth a bit: "Drive your car!"

"Good night!"

"Yan Heming!"

"Well, Li Wan, sister Wan, sister Wan Wan, boss Li...these are all done now!"

Yan Heming patiently said several different titles.

Accompanied by the voice, the man admired the small appearance of Li Wanqi's gritted teeth through the rearview mirror with great interest.

It looks like a cat with teeth and claws.

Little milk dumpling looked at Li Wan's slightly angry expression, tilted his head and said:

"Uncle Hehe, you can't call Mommy Sister, Mommy is a little fairy."

"Okay, just listen to Zebao, the little fairy late night."

Yan Heming secretly smiled, thinking that Xiaoniao Tuanzi is really an angel.

Li Wan: "..."

Shut up.

The little fairy also has a temper.

Believe it or not, I'll take out the fairy stick in the trunk and give you a hammer with a smile!

The little milk dumplings searched hard for the topic, trying to get Mommy and Uncle Hehe to talk a lot.