Gao Xiaoxiao was embarrassed. "It’s because I haven’t been back in menstruation for more than 20 years. I want to see her. Don’t worry, I’ll fly there at noon and come back the day after tomorrow."
Han Shu looked at her for a while and finally nodded. "Ok, I’ll let Yang Ou go with you and bring Xiaobai."
"Don’t bother, and Xiaobai has to go to kindergarten." Gao Xiaoxiao wanted to refuse.
"I can rest assured if I go to the kindergarten with someone." Han Yan said, "Think about the birthday present and send it to me when I come back."
Gao Xiaoxiao looked at him "er …"
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"Come" Han Shu said and bowed their heads and touched her head "to eat first"
The restaurant upstairs is already full except … Han Minxia no.
Leng Shijun’s right arm is still wrapped in gauze, which looks quite scary.
Thinking of the brilliant and elegant pianist Gao Xiaoxiao on that day, he couldn’t help but open his heart. "Brother-in-law, is your arm okay?"
"It’s okay, thank you." Leng Shijun smiled faintly, and every fine line in the corner of his eye showed the elegance and calmness of a mature man, which made people feel at ease.
Gao Xiaoxiao nodded and sat beside Gao Xiaobai.
When I came to the dining table, there was the sound of bowls and chopsticks, which was occasionally mixed with the atmosphere of Mrs. Han and Mrs. Gao Xiaobai.
Section 162
After dinner, Han Shu announced, "I have to go to Beijing on business tomorrow, and it may take three or four days for Xiaoxiao and Xiaobaitian to go back to Chongcheng to tell you all about it."
"Back to Chongcheng?" Mrs. Han frowned. "What’s the matter? Is there anything at home?"
Gao Xiaoxiao said briefly, "I have a menstruation who suddenly came back from other places and wanted to take Xiaobai back to meet her."
Menstruation?’ Zhong Yuhong asked curiously, "What do you do in menstruation, Xiaoxiao?"
Gao Xiaoxiao "I don’t know that I have never seen her"
When I heard this Han Zhengming, I couldn’t help frowning. I just said, "Yu Hong, why don’t you go home with them someday?"
How many orphans and widows are not reassuring.
"No, Dad," Han Shan looked at Gao Xiaoxiao’s face and said, "I have found someone to accompany them. Don’t worry."
"That’s good" Han Zhengming nodded his head.
The words in the living room suddenly sounded, and soon I saw Aunt Lian hurried into the restaurant. "If the old lady is a lady, she said she wants to talk to you."
"Talk to me?" Korea’s old lady smiled to get up "this girl just call back on the first day of marriage is really …"
Walking slowly over on crutches, picking up the phone and saying, "Xia Xia, what’s wrong with me being a grandmother?"
Han Minxia sobbed at the other end of the words. "Grandma … meowed, I want a divorce."
"What? What’s the matter? What are you talking about when you get divorced? " Korea’s old lady was startled. If Aunt Lian didn’t follow her, she would almost fall down.
"Grandma, I want a divorce. Come to Yujia now!" Han Minxia screamed hysterically.
-digression–
Late second watch ~
☆, 121 Han Shu said that he didn’t want you to move.
Half an hour ago, the new house on the second floor of Yujia in the military compound.
When Han Minxia opened his eyes, he felt very painful all over his body, as if he had been run over by a car, especially in a difficult part, as if he had been paralyzed with pain.
She frowned and tried to get up, but the goose down quilt slipped naturally because of the movement.
Look down "ah-"
Han Minxia screamed fiercely, and then the speed will be pulled back to the body again.
What’s the matter? She’s wearing nothing, and she’s covered with dense red marks, red and purple bruises from her neck to her thighs.
Ear vaguely heard a sound of water flow Han Minxia tightly wrapped by looking at the opposite wall with the word "Xi", the whole person has been petrified.
Is this … Yu’s new house? !
The water suddenly stopped and the bathroom door was opened with a bang.
Han Minxia consciousness turned to look at the little face immediately red to drop blood.
Yu Chengyan came out naked, surrounded by a small white bath towel on his hips, which covered the key parts. His short black hair kept dripping with water, and he wiped his head with a white towel in one hand, exposing the muscles in the air. The lines were strong and well-proportioned, and the mermaid line was full of masculine flavor, which was looming and tempting.
Han Minxia suddenly swallowed a mouthful of water when the first reaction was … I didn’t expect Yu Xiaoer to have a good figure.
Yu Chengyan threw the towel over and sat down, stretched out his hand and was taken into her arms. "Did my wife not see enough just now?"
Wife? Have you seen enough? What do you mean?
Han Minxia some dull blinked.
Looking at the silly expression of the little woman in her arms, Yu Chengyan’s thin lips stretched out his hand and pulled her away. She was "good, let me see if you are hurt."
Abstinence for more than 20 years, the first time I went to * * with my beloved woman. Although I just started to read her, it was the first time that I tried to make myself move very gently, but later … I couldn’t control my feelings.