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

Shui Anluo did not miss the fierce flash in his eyes, but he was no longer afraid.

Instead, she felt a slight warmth in her heart.

He was fierce because of himself.

Shui Anluo looked at the back of his blue-violet hand being held. Although he had just experienced a life and death, it would be worthwhile if he could exchange his sincerity.

Although, he did not say to love himself.

"Chu Jiyi, do you like me?" Shui Anluo asked carefully, with a little expectation in her voice.

Chu Jiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, still rubbing the back of her hand gently, the scars on him made him frown.

Shui Anluo has been waiting with expectations, but Chu Muyi never said anything.

He liked it and said it long ago, but unfortunately, she didn't hear it.

"Master, master, my wife is here." Yu mother ran up with excitement.

Chu Cuiyi let go of Shui Anluo's hand and looked back at Yu Ma who came in.

Yu Ma hurriedly turned around. "This lady is at the door. Should I open it or not?" She remembered the master said that she couldn't tell anyone what happened when they came back.

Although she is a lady, she wants to listen to a young master now.

Shui Anluo looked up at Chu Muyi, as if waiting for his answer, because from the perspective of Shui Anluo, He Xiaoran was his mother. There was no need to hide this.

"Go open the door. If you want to take the child away, tell my mom. I will be back tonight. The child cannot take away." Chu Muyi frowned.

Yu Mom nodded and responded.

Chu Cuiyi watched Yuma go out, and then went directly to lock the door.

"Why even your mother have to hide?" Shui Anluo said curiously.

Chu Cuiyi went back to the bed and put away the used plaster. She stretched out her hands and squeezed her face: "Doing a full set of games, no one knows whether the people around are people or ghosts." Naturally, Chu Cuiyi was not guarding herself Mother, but guarding the people around.

Shui Anluo snorted and opened his hand directly.

Chu Cuiyi didn't care, so he got up and set the medicine box.

"I know how to protect your face." Shui Anluo suffered a lot of injuries to his hands, but his face was only a few traces of bruises.

"Nonsense, I'm holding my own face." When people are in danger, they will subconsciously hold their heads with their hands and hold their faces. This is inertia.

After Chu Jiyi put the medicine box, he walked to the door and listened to the movement outside. At this moment Yu Mom had opened the door.

The little baby heard the door opening and was holding out his little hand to reach the bottle on the table for a moment. He couldn't help twisting his head and looked back. After seeing the caller, he made two noises, and then pointed his finger at the bottle and motioned for Grandma took this for him.

When He Xiaoran saw the baby, he thought of Shui'anluo. Suddenly the sorrow for the baby suddenly came to his heart. The little baby didn't know what happened to his mummy, or he didn't understand what happened.

He Xiaoran used to carry the baby out of the walker, then sat on the sofa and brought him a baby bottle. The temperature of the baby bottle was just right, and Yu Ma just brewed it for him.

"Master?" He Xiaoran said, looking up at Yu's mother.

The little baby was lying in his grandmother's arms, his two claws were holding his bottle tightly. He wanted to learn a word, but the world is big and he has the biggest meal.