"Okay, no need for a hot water bottle, I'll cover it for you."
Because she was uncomfortable, she hummed softly and was a little irritable:
"Don't get so close to me, it's hot."
Meng Xiao looked at her innocently: "Then how can I cover your stomach?"
"Just stay away and stretch your arms out a little."
"Oh!" His wife has been particularly irritable these past few days, and he doesn't dare to refute her at all...
At this time, the advantages of her boyfriend's long arms and legs became apparent. He had already moved to the edge of the bed, his hands still covering Shen Qingli's belly.
Shen Qingli noticed that he had suddenly stopped talking. She turned around and looked at his aggrieved expression. Suddenly, she was amused: "What's with that expression?"
"Do you know what you look like right now?"
The smile on Shen Qingli's face suddenly disappeared: "Like what?" She felt that under such circumstances, she couldn't say anything good to him.
"Like the scumbag you mentioned."
"Why am I a scumbag?"
"You only use my hand and don't want my body. If you're not a scumbag, what are you? Oh, you're a scumbag!" Meng Xiao was quite proud of himself for coining the word by accident.
A scumbag girl, how fitting it is.
"What kind of vicious words are you talking about?!" Shen Qingli looked at him inexplicably.
Listen! Listen! What's that? What does it mean to use only his hands, not his people?
Fuck me...!!!
"Am I wrong? Didn't you just use... well..." He was speechless the next second because Shen Qingli rushed over and covered his mouth. What if Aunt Liu heard this...
Because Meng Xiao was beside the bed, in order to prevent them from falling together, he reached out to protect her, and Shen Qingli's hand was still covering his mouth.
It was a beautiful scene, but he interrupted it in a very unpleasant way.
“Mmmm…” Why don’t you let me speak?
"Your words are rude. I don't want to listen." Shen Qingli let go of his hand.
"hiss"
My stomach hurts again when I pull it, and it feels like a volcano erupting or a flood rushing in when I move.
Meng Xiao shut his mouth angrily and aggrievedly, then put her down with heartache and rubbed the belly of the "bad girl" obediently.
What should I do if I marry someone I love? I just spoil them and accept them.
"Baby." His muffled voice sounded after a while.
Shen Qingli was a little drowsy, but was awakened by his call.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, go to sleep."
He stopped talking, but Shen Qingli's sleepiness disappeared completely.
"What's wrong?"
"Ye Mingchuan seems to be richer than me." He lowered his eyes and said.
"Huh? I don't know." She really didn't know, and she wasn't lying.
"Will you dislike me?"
The corners of Shen Qingli's eyes twitched fiercely. Look, look, it's coming again. Her tone was mixed with helplessness:
"Why would I dislike you just because of these things? What does it matter whether I dislike you or not? I'll divorce you and go with him?"
Meng Xiao was obviously not satisfied with the result. He looked at Shen Qingli and said, "Come on, please."
"No need to coax, go and make some brown sugar water."
"Okay."
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Meng Ning got off work a little late that day and parked her bike at the office. On the way home, she always felt like someone was following her, but when she looked back, there was no one.
She turned and walked into a small alley. The person behind her noticed that she had disappeared and hurried up. As soon as he entered the alley, his vision blurred and a basket was put on his head. Then he was beaten and kicked, and he could only groan in silence.
Meng Ning didn't see who the person was, but she knew that this person had followed her. She put him in a basket and started beating him, cursing, "You bastard, how dare you follow your aunt? You're itching to get your skin cut off, so you came to me to give it a break, right? I'll beat you to death, you bastard who follows people with bad intentions..."
After finally finding an opportunity, the person in the basket hurriedly said, "Ningning, Ningning, it's me, I'm Ma Fei, Ningning!"
Meng Ning stopped moving and took the basket off his head. Seeing that it was really him, Meng Ning looked at him with a puzzled look.
"Why are you following me?" She asked suspiciously.
Ma Fei rubbed the place where she had hit him hard:
"I just haven't seen you for a long time. I finally ran into you after get off work today. There were so many people at work, and I was afraid it would have a bad influence on you, so I didn't call you."
He felt a little aggrieved. What happened? He even got beaten. When had his Ningning ever beaten him?
Meng Ning felt a little guilty. He didn't feel guilty for hitting the wrong person!
However, after the divorce, when she saw Ma Fei again, she didn't have the same mood as before. Now she felt as if she was in another world. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that she had lost her mind.
"What do you want from me?" she asked calmly.
Ma Fei felt a little chilled. Didn’t they care about him being injured? When did the two of them become so cold in their tone of voice?
He smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, I just wanted to see you."
"Well, I'm leaving then." She didn't want to talk to him any more. They were already divorced, and once they were separated, they were separated. What would it be like to keep trying to keep them involved?
Ma Fei grabbed her hand from behind, his tone a little hurt: "Ningning, why are you so cold to me now? Let's go over there..."
"You also said it was in the past."
He was interrupted by Meng Ning before he finished speaking. Meng Ning turned around and looked at him:
"Ma Fei, you have to look forward. I don't miss the past at all, really." She smiled and slowly broke free from his hand.
"I don't believe it. If you have no feelings for me anymore, then what's the point of our relationship over the years?"
He seemed to be somewhat stimulated, and pushed her against the wall almost madly. Even if Meng Ning knew some martial arts skills, there was still a huge disparity in strength between men and women, not to mention that Ma Fei had the upper hand at the moment.
She struggled: "Over the years, our feelings have long been wiped out. We're divorced! Do you know what divorce means? Let go. Don't make me hate you."
Ma Fei was so excited that he was surprisingly strong. She couldn't break free at all and her lower jaw was hit by his teeth.
Her eyes blurred and a person jumped down from the wall behind Ma Fei. The next second, the person in front of her was grabbed by the collar and thrown out.
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. Without bothering to see who was coming, she turned her back and straightened her collar and hair.
"Is that all you can do? Can't you slap me in the face?"
When she heard the voice clearly, she turned around and glared at him:
“What’s it to you?”
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