"I want to divorce Lu Jingbei, after the divorce, Lu Jingbei can't marry a girl like you, especially Ye Chuxiu, Ye Chuli!" Ye Chujie clenched her fists and said, she doesn't want it, don't want to pick it up at home to disgust her!

Old man Ye, "......"

Xiao Min is right, Sanya really has his own ideas, but it's a pity that he has raised fish for so many years......

"If you don't speak, I'll make you agree, today I'm going to ask the secretary and accountant to come over and discuss something, if you have the spirit, follow along and listen?"

"Well, listen!"

Ye Chujie solved the bread in a few bites, took out a feeding bottle and two cans of newborn milk powder from the space, used sandpaper to grind away the places that might be exposed, and then put them into a nylon bag together.

Old Man Ye felt that this was too exciting, and he had to take it slowly.

Ye Chujie opened the door and went to the kitchen with a nylon bag.

Leaning against the wall and smoking, Lu Jingbei, who was beautiful into a painting, caught Ye Chujie's figure for the first time, and his eyes followed her all the time.

After Ye Chujie raided him, it had a special meaning in his heart.

He followed slowly on his long legs, like a lion languid in his territory.

Fan Jian came back from outside and ran to Lu Jingbei upside down, "Second brother, where did you go yesterday." ”

“…… I may have found hope for healing. Lu Jingbei's eyes drifted into the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Fan Jian followed his line of sight and saw Ye Chujie's sturdy back, and he bit his tongue in surprise.

, it hurts!

Second brother, you're not serious, are you, tell me you're not?

Lu Jingbei ignored him, and Fan Jian lost in seconds!

The dead fat man had a holiday with them, and now the matter is big, and he has to go to his uncle to discuss.

Dongzi held a piece of white rabbit in his mouth, and ran into the kitchen to quietly tell Ye Chujie, third sister, my mother asked me if my seventh brother was still making bicycles? I said I didn't know.

Ye Chujie took out a few peanut candy from her pocket and stuffed them into his pocket, and out of the corner of her eye, she found that Fan Jian was looking at her like a creature in outer space, staring at him like a pig!

In addition to Mao Biyun, there must be this pig in the inner ghost!

Fan Jian looked confused, what's wrong with him, why do you look at him like that?

Ten minutes later, in the backyard of the old house, the guests invited by Ye Chujie, Ye Lin Ye Qi, and the Ye family sat around the round table, knocking melon seeds under the reflection of the bonfire, while waiting for the barbecue to be served.

Ye Chujie was roasting meat next to her, and the tools for roasting meat were neat.

There is a pan on the stove, and a charcoal fire is below, and a layer of pork belly is spread on the top, and the oil star is splashed with squeak, and even the air is fragrant.

Lu Jingbei followed Ye Chujie's example, standing by the stove with a pair of long chopsticks turning over the barbecue on the pan, and secretly rubbing Ye Chujie opposite from time to time.

How did she come up with such a way to eat?

The paper on the tweezel is amazing, where did she get it?

How much else does she impress him?

Fan Jian stood next to him with a bottle of beer and smiled and revealed his saliva, the dead fat man's cooking successfully pleased his stomach, every day here is worth looking forward to, well, and the toilet is well repaired.

Ye Chuxiu dressed up until now, put on the only remaining skirt and the best-looking skirt, stepped on a pair of high heels, and knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.

The gate is so far away from the backyard that people in the backyard can't hear it.

Lu Jingbei heard it, but he didn't say it.

Ye Chuxiu stomped his feet and went back with a fire.

Ye Chuxiu's encounter with a wall made the people in the second and third rooms deflated, and they now regret separating even more.

Mao Biyun lay on the bed crying while cursing Ye Chujie for not dying well.

After smelling the smell all night, the big house, the second room, the third room, the fourth room, and the nearby neighbors are ready to go to bed and smell the sour noodle soup again, this is not going to live!

After Ye Shoumin finished cleaning the battlefield, he made a pot of lotus leaf tea and put it on the table.

The party is over, and it's time to get down to business.