Sprawling Marriage Color: President, one pet to the end

With a frozen face, Han Beichen walked into the kitchen, compared the recipes, and cooked a few side dishes.

After bringing it out, he still had a cold face: "Don't refuse!"

Yun Qingluo looked at the dishes, all of which were her favorite flavors, she couldn't help but burst into tears: "Beichen, do you remember all of them?"

The next second, when she tasted it, she burst into tears with a 'wow'.

The corner of Han Beichen's mouth raised a smile: "Isn't it delicious?"

"Mmm! It's delicious!" Yun Qingluo took a sip of boiling water and said with difficulty, "It's so delicious that I cried!"

"What I, Han Beichen, want to learn, isn't it killing everyone instantly!"

Han Beichen said proudly, picked up a chopstick dish, and put it into his mouth.

After just one sip, he drank a large glass of water!
"What is this?" He frowned.

"Father, this is love!" Zhuo Zhuo took the opportunity to forcefully explain, "Mom can eat such an unpalatable dish! It shows how much Mom loves you!"

"Her love for me doesn't need to be proved in this way!"

"Dad! I officially announce that I give up on you! You fight alone!"

Zhuo Zhuo ran to the side and ate rice with a bowl!So angry!Every time I assist my dad, I doubt my dad's EQ!

Yun Qingluo ran to the kitchen, quickly fried two dishes, and put them on the table.

She hugged Zhuo Zhuo and brought Zhuo Zhuo a bowl full of vegetables.

Just as he was about to feed Zhuo Zhuo, he heard Han Beichen say, "No!"

Yun Qingluo was speechless: "I used to feed him!"

"He's five years old!"

"I only feed him occasionally!"

"Since you like feeding so much, then feed me!" Han Beichen said without changing his face, sitting there lazily, as if waiting to be fed.

Yun Qingluo was about to vomit blood angrily: "Han Beichen, five-year-old child, you won't let me feed him! Do you know how old you are!"

"I don't know!" Han Beichen laughed, "It's on my household registration book! Why don't we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to figure it out?"

"Aren't you super intelligent? You can't even calculate it?" Yun Qingluo said angrily, "I'll help you calculate it!"

Han Beichen was inexplicably angry: "Qingluo, are you despising my age! Ye Moqiao is about the same age as me, why don't you despise him! Sure enough, in your heart, I am an insignificant passerby! My character you Dislike me, you also dislike me at my age!"

Yun Qingluo stretched out her hand, gently touched his forehead, and said worriedly: "Han Beichen, are you not sick?"

Han Beichen sneered: "Now even my body is starting to dislike me!"

Yun Qingluo really didn't know what was wrong with this iceberg!In order to be able to eat smoothly, she had no choice but to pick up a chopstick dish and bring it to Han Beichen's mouth.

Han Beichen ate it in one gulp, and said leisurely: "More!"

"Han Beichen, in front of your son, can you stop letting yourself go like this?"

"Let's fly once in a while, it's like experiencing life!"

"..."

Yun Qingluo was so angry that he cried, and after bringing him a bowl of vegetables, she didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Looking at the dishes in the bowl, Han Beichen suddenly felt that a different style would be nice!As long as you can get the woman you love, what if the human design collapses!
After eating, Yun Qingluo was about to clean up the kitchen when Han Beichen led her out.

"What about the kitchen?" she asked worriedly.

"Of course someone will clean up!"

He took her into his arms, completely ignoring her struggle.

Zhuo Zhuo bounced around behind: "Father, take me to play!"

"Go play by yourself! I have something to do with your mother!"

"Father! Am I your own?"

Zhuo Zhuo ran back angrily!

Yun Qingluo said speechlessly: "Han Beichen, I'm starting to wonder now whether Zhuo Zhuo is really yours!"

"Is it my own? No one knows better than you!" Han Beichen's eyes turned cold, "Did you go to bed with Ye Moqiao immediately after you slept with me? Yun Qingluo, you are so unrestrained !"

"Han Beichen, I'm just kidding you! I'm really afraid of you!"

Yun Qingluo shut her mouth, not daring to provoke him again.

He pulled her to the rose bushes, and the tenderness was like white moonlight, spreading across his eyebrows and eyes.

He picked a white rose and gave it to her.

Holding a rose, she looked as quiet as an orchid.

He couldn't restrain his love anymore, and pressed her under the flowers!

"Qingluo, I want you!" He roughly tore her skirt.

"Beichen, don't do this!" She pushed him in a panic.

"Qingluo, you are my only woman! Do you know how long I endured it! In the past five years, when you were in bed with him, did you ever think about me! Qingluo, when I think of those The picture, my heart hurts! Once you were my wife, I can't tolerate your body being contaminated by other people's breath! But now, I don't care about anything! I need you!"

He kissed her frantically, getting thicker and thicker.

Suddenly, she saw two lines of tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

"Qingluo..." He looked at her painfully, "He is more important than me in your heart, right?"

"Beichen... I... I have many secrets hidden in my heart..."

She was in extreme pain, and she harbored guilt towards Ye Moqiao and her promise to Ming Rufeng in her heart, so she could only hurt others and herself!