Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

Especially when he started, her little heart thumped like a little rabbit.

Shaking badly.

Tang Mucha thought it was strange to say this, she frowned her delicate eyebrows, and gave him a sideways look: "I suspect you are not serious!"

"You guessed right, so you may not be any better."

Topics among adults are not that simple.

The superficial meaning, and the implication, are worlds apart.

"Be careful that your blisters are rotten, it will hurt you to death." Tang Muxia looked at the red blisters, and as soon as revenge came up, she wanted to pierce him and hurt him to death.

"If you dare, your conscience may not jump." Di Tingye said in a faint voice.

Tang Mucha's back felt cold.

So cruel!

The two stood by the sink in the corner, one in a suit and the other petite and cute. The difference in height and temperament made people look sideways even if they were standing in the corner.

Tang Mucha was like a little overseer, holding his big hand and pouring cold water all the time.

Di Tingye also let her go.

No one spoke.

I don't feel embarrassed this time either.

Until the old lady called, because Di Tingye was injured on his right hand, his left hand couldn't reach the pocket of his right trousers.

"Help me get the phone."

"I have water in both hands, you can take it yourself." Tang Muxia glanced at his trouser pocket from the corner of his eye.

She didn't forget the lesson from last time, and she never dared to take out his trouser pocket again.

Di Tingye had no choice but to stretch out his hand.

"I can't reach it, help me get it."

"I still want to use it!"

"Never touched it? Huh?" Di Tingye's deep voice fell from the top of his head.

Tang Mucha blushed: "That was an accident!"

"Take it or not?"

"Don't take it."

"Then I won't answer grandma's calls either."

Tang Mucha: "..."

Forget it, don't argue with him.

Tang Mucha withdrew one hand, wiped the water droplets on her body, then carefully reached into his trousers pocket, touched the corner of the phone and took it out immediately.

Just take it out, the bell is over.

She took a look and it turned out to be grandma's phone.

"Grandma is urging again, let's go over."

Just now they followed grandma all the time, and then the little old lady chatted with the master, but she didn't follow, thinking of other things in her mind, and staggered.

You have to forget that you come here to offer incense and pray for blessings.

"Okay, time is enough, let's go." Tang Mucha took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to him.

The man didn't answer: "I don't have the treatment for wiping your hands because of your injuries?"

Seeing that she had a small head hanging down, she was naive and gentle, so he didn't want to do it himself.

Although she doesn't have the habit of being served by others, she can make an exception here.

"Okay, sir." Tang Mucha felt that she was really a submissive bun.

There is always no way to resist him, is it because I once liked him? ? ?

I was taken aback by the word "like".

Tang Mucha shook his head immediately.

"What are you shaking your head for?"

"It's nothing, nothing, just shake out the bad thoughts."

Di Tingye had a cold face, watching her movements with closed eyes.

Holding the paper towel in her little hand, she gently wiped off the water droplets on the back of her hand, carefully, and even helped him exhale the hot spot herself.

"Alright, let's go find grandma." Di Tingye withdrew his hand and placed it on her shoulder.

It is also good to be short, and it is easy to hold hands.

His shoulders sank, Tang Mucha glanced at the arm on his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw his red and blistered wound: "What are you doing? If you are like this, what if you get hurt again?"

Perhaps today is a good day to burn incense and pray for blessings, and there are more people, especially at the entrance, the incense candles that everyone is holding are very lively.

If you accidentally touch it, even if it is a little hot ash, you will be burned.

"To go or not to go?" Di Tingye's tone was a little impatient.

"Let's go, it doesn't matter to you, what am I afraid of." Tang Mucha refused to listen, puffing up her face.

There is no danger of going backwards just now, this time the two of them walked through the side path.

"We went this way, why were we there just now?" Tang Mucha pointed to the incense burner.

"Ask yourself, go over there in a daze."

So just now he followed her all the time, worried that she would be burned, so he walked up to her to block it?
Thinking of it this way, my heart was inexplicably warmed.

"Now I finally know why your mother wants to ask Gu."

"Huh?" Tang Mucha raised her doubtful face and looked at his cold profile.

"A brainless person like you will be eaten alive by your biological father's family, leaving no bones left."

"Do you know who my biological father is?"

"Check it out, it's a scumbag."

"I think you're right!" Tang Mucha agreed with him for the first time.

He nodded vigorously, and his fair little face had an angry expression, which also seemed to be of the kind of hatred.

Suddenly, Di Tingye felt that this innocent little white rabbit really needed to be protected.

Otherwise, everyone would be her enemy.

"How did you survive abroad? Huh?"

They had obtained the certificate for two years, but he never asked about her and knew nothing about her.

Now, a bit of curiosity was born.

"What are you asking these for? Caring about me?"

"Just curious, how did you survive?" Di Tingye's tone was still that cold, and his words were still poisonous.

"I've been staying in school. It's not that complicated. The teachers and classmates treat me very well."

For the past two years, she has struggled with the loss of her mother.

Fortunately, grandma would call her every now and then to chat with her.

She also has a sustenance, so she is very strong.

Maybe I also want to grow up quickly. In those two years, I was really busy, busy studying, developing new products with the study group, busy studying medicine, and doing experiments.

Those two years were very rewarding.

"The classmate is that Yun Ting? Huh?"

"Actually, we don't need to be connected together, so I won't tell you the details."

Tang Mucha avoided this topic very directly.

She and Yun Ting really have nothing to do.

I just don't understand why he keeps insisting on this.

"Infidelity in marriage, Tang Mucha."

Tang Mucha couldn't hear this, and immediately her delicate eyebrows frowned tightly: "I didn't, besides, when you first got married, you said that you would divorce after two years as an excuse, it's just a fake marriage, we are all free body."

Besides, she was busy studying and didn't think about that.

At that time, she still liked him very much, and she had no idea about other men.

She also bought herself a ring and put it on, saying that she was married.

It's clear, there's no hiding.

Hearing this, Di Tingye stopped suddenly, Tang Mucha felt a weight on his shoulders, and the steps he just took were brought back together.

"When did I say that!"

Di Tingye's tone was heavy.

Apparently he didn't admit to saying that.