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

Mo Luyi hit a white windbreaker, and stood at the door to continue blocking all the sun outside.

Shui Anluo silently picked up the pillow to cover himself completely. In the eyes of President Chu, she was a turtle with a head down, so let's push things to him.

Chu Cuiyi just wanted to go to the bathroom. I didn't expect that there would be so many things, so my mood became worse and worse.

Mo Lu came up and stepped forward, holding fruit in her hand, but she could not see Chu Muyi's wings at all, walked directly to the bed, then bent over and opened the quilt to look at Shui Anluo's feet.

Chu Cuiyi went over, held his hand in one hand, and pulled the quilt directly, covering Shui Anluo's feet again.

Mo Luyi's hand stopped in mid-air, and then he slowly retracted it back.

"This is how you take care of her. Since returning to you, she has suffered more injuries in three months than she has in the past two decades." Mo Luyi said in a deep voice.

Shui Anluo sullenly lowered his head and gave the brother a thumbs up in his heart. Sure enough, the brother still knew her. This was the question she wanted to ask. He had just been cut off by him.

She now seriously suspected that Chu Muyi had just been intentional.

A trace of loneliness flashed in the eyes of Chu Cuiyi, but disappeared quickly.

He looked up and questioned Mo Luyi's eyes, Chu Muyi slowly tidying his clothes, "So what?"

Uh--

Shui Anluo's hand holding the pillow was a little meal, a little bit more grievance under his heart, how can he actually say a few words?

Is it difficult for him not to think that these are all because of him?

"In the final analysis, it ’s because of you. I admit that the cemetery steps are my fault. As for this matter, there is no reason to comment. The landslides and the cemetery steps are trivial, are n’t you? Haven't you considered it? "

The cold sound persists in the air.

Shui Anluo's hand holding the pillow slowly relaxed.

Yes, the debris flow has nothing to do with Chu Jiyi, but she always puts Chu Jiyi's head in her subconscious, which seems to him unfair.

Mo Luyu tightened his hands slightly, but did not expect to be counterattacked by Chu Muyi.

"But it all happened after she got back to you." Mo Luyi continued to refute.

Chu Cuiyi's movement of finishing his sleeves was a slight pause, and he looked up at his gaze, "It's all about me and her. It has nothing to do with you."

Chu Cuiyi is the king who stands high, even though they are cousins, but on Mo Luyu's body, what can not be found is the maturity and stability of Chu Cuiyi who has been immersed in years.

Therefore, Mo Luyi is not Chu Chuyi's opponent after all, so after a few rounds, he is doomed to defeat.

Because, he did not speak.

Mo Luyu finally left in defeat. Shui Anluo took the pillow carefully, not because she didn't see her brother, but she didn't know what else she could say to him.

Chu Cuiyi squinted slightly, looking at the woman whose face was flushed with red eyes, her eyebrows tightening, "You--"

"Aren't you going to the toilet? Hurry up, I tell you, this bladder, if it is in a tight state for a long time, it will--"

"Shui Anluo." Chu Cuiyi said with a dark face, this girl really dare to say anything.

Shui Anluo slightly slipped her lips. What did she dare not say? What kind of large intestine, what bladder, what kind of heart, spleen and lungs did they say when they went to school?