Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Compared to Luo Shen, the girl in front of him was too well-behaved.

An'an?

After returning home, Han Qian looked at An An who had tidied the room and was sitting obediently on the yoga mat on the balcony.

He's a bit obsessed.

"Huh? An An, when did you come?"

An An stretched her legs and smiled.

"He came with Luo Shen. He went to find Lin Zongheng to solve some trouble for you. I don't like making noise, so I came to my house to wait for you."

While talking, Wen Nuan had already walked to An An. At this time, An An was wearing cool clothes. Nuan Wen reached out and pinched An An's chest, then pinched himself, and the next second hugged An An close to his face.

"I like you so much, I like you so much~"

An An was also a little carried away by the warmth, and secretly squeezed the warmth.

"Huh?"

An An's face was full of surprise, and Cai Qinghu exposed it directly.

"She is wearing thicker ones today."

Nuan Nuan turned around and glared at Cai Qinghu.

"What do you know, you psycho? Get out of my house right now!"

Then Han Qian watched Wen Nuan take out a small fan from the drawer of the coffee table and turned it on to face his face.

"Ah~~ah~~When will the nursery rhymes come?"

Cai Qinghu walked to Nuan Nuan and put his hand into Nuan Nuan's clothes. After a while, a bra was pulled out and thrown to An An. An An squeezed it and whispered.

"Isn't it hot?"

Nuan Nuan replied matter-of-factly.

"It's autumn! I'm afraid of the cold~~ nursery rhyme~~~ Come on~~~~"

Wen Nuan was like a heartless fool, playing with the small electric fan in her hand seriously. When she was about to stuff the fan along her collar, Han Qian rushed over and snatched the fan away, frowning.

"Are you sick?"

Wen Nuan frowned and looked at Han Qian.

"What are you doing? It's not dangerous, it's hot!"

Han Qian tilted his head and asked, not wanting to believe it.

"You just said it wasn't hot!"

"I was teasing you just now!"

"Nursery rhymes coming too?"

"Can you cook crabs? Yeats? Qinghu? An'an!"

An An shook his head seriously.

"I don't know how! I only learned what my ancestors liked to eat!"

Wen Nuan suddenly stood up and grabbed Han Qian's ears and said angrily.

"You said you love eating crabs! Say it quickly, say it quickly."

The door was opened while they were talking. Yan Qingqing threw away the car keys and bag in her hand, took off her shoes and shouted.

"Dead giant baby, when did I scold you? You called me and scolded me for ten minutes. I swore today that if I don't die with you, I won't grow up!"

Wen Nuan let go of Han Qian and pouted.

"It looks like a top. How much longer can you grow? Look, the top is here!"

The next second, Wen Nuan was pinned to the sofa by Yan Qingqing. Yeats was used to this. He walked into the second bedroom with a tablet and told everyone that he would lie down for a while. Then he asked An An if he wanted to come with her. An An decisively chose Ye Zhi. party!

Because Cai Qinghu said that she has four cemeteries left, one for Nuan Nuan and one for Yan Qingqing!

She was caught by the two girls and went up to the second floor. Cai Qinghu apologized all the way but could not change the situation around him. Han Qian held a small fan and blew it on himself. Then he was curious about what Wen Nuan said. Han Qian looked down at his shorts and then pulled them Open the waistband.

A gust of cool breeze blew, and Han Qian felt comfortable all over.

"Eldest nephew, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Ah! Damn it!"

The small fan fell into his crotch, Han Qian's face was full of pain, Ji Jing was also stunned, and then rushed forward and asked.

"What's wrong with you, nephew?"

"Small... the fan fell off..."

Fortunately, Yeats and An An were wearing headphones, and fortunately the three women in Cai Qinghu were quarreling.

Ji Jing took off Han Qian's pants and looked at the small fan with curled hair hanging on Han Qian's body. Ji Jing turned off the switch and walked to the coffee table to take out the scissors. Just as she squatted down, the sound of nursery rhymes and Yu poetry came to the door. External transmission.

"I don't know! Maybe it's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time, ugh! Bobo, you are shameless, what are you doing?"

Tong Yao blushed and glared at Ji Jing, while Yu Shici tilted her head and said blankly.

"What are you doing with the scissors? Are you going to sterilize Han Qian? Huh? What's that thing growing on your crotch, Han Qian?"

Han Qian covered his face and didn't want to say anything.

Not long after, Yu Shici held a small fan and said seriously.

"One hair, two hairs, three hairs, four hairs, five hairs, six hairs, wow~ so many, many, many, many, many. Your hair is quite strong! I didn't feel it when I was at the resort hotel..."

"Um?"

"Um?"

"Um?"

Tong Yao and Ji Jing poked their heads in the kitchen at the same time. Luo Shen, who had just walked to the door, also asked questions. Fortunately, Luo Shen's attention was attracted by the small fan in Yu Shici's hand. He curiously asked why he didn't turn on the air conditioner. Yu Shici laughed loudly. He smiled and told Luo Shen what he had just learned.

Luo Shen didn't smile, but frowned and looked at Han Qian resentfully.

"Why can't you grow up?"

Han Qian said nothing, Luo Shen walked into the bedroom and slapped Yeats on the butt.

"Yeats, your emperor is back!"

Groups of three.

There are three in the kitchen, three upstairs and three downstairs.

There is one in the bathroom!

Han Qian lowered his head and looked at his embarrassed second brother. He felt that he had been playing with Nuan Nuan for so long that his brain was not functioning properly.

"Brother Qian, where is my little fan? Huh? Why is there a bunch of hair here? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Han Qian, you bastard, what have you done? Why doesn't my little fan! Turn!!! "

Wen Nuan opened the bathroom door and Han Qian pulled up his pants. Nuan Wen looked at Han Qian suspiciously, then turned around and shouted to the second floor.

"Yan Qingqing! What did you do? Why is Han Qian fighting! Fly! Wuwuwu!!!"

Han Qian hurriedly covered Nuan Nuan's mouth, gritted his teeth and shouted.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Duang!

The back of his head hit Han Qian's nose. Han Qian covered his nose and squatted on the ground, saying warmly angrily.

"I said! You can't touch my face when you haven't washed your hands! Bah, bah, Han Qian, you are so disgusting. You just touched yourself, vomit~~"

Nuan Nuan entered the bathroom, Yan Qingqing walked down, combing her hair as she walked, and asked.

"Han Qian, who are you trying to beat up? What's wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"

Yan Qingqing walked downstairs, glanced at the coffee table, frowned and said.

"Nuan Nuan is clamoring for a small fan on the second floor, why don't you want it? Huh? Huh? Huh?"

Yan Qingqing picked up a hair and then looked at Han Qian, her eyes full of incomprehension.

"What did you do?"

After saying this, Nuan Nuan walked out of the bathroom and stamped his feet angrily.

"He masturbated in the bathroom! And then he touched my face! What a pervert."

The warm voice was loud, and the three girls in the kitchen laughed. Yan Qingqing couldn't laugh anymore, stepped forward, grabbed Han Qian's ears, and frowned.

"What? Can't we abandon traditional craft work? I can't satisfy you anymore? I can't satisfy your requirements anymore? Are you going to solve it yourself? Han Qian, I think we need to talk!"

Han Qian kept shaking his head and said seriously.

"I don't! I really don't! I don't have that hobby!"

Ji Jing in the kitchen couldn't bear Han Qian's injustice, so she walked out of the kitchen and whispered a few words into Yan Qingqing's ear. Yan Qingqing frowned even more tightly and asked in confusion.

"The electric fan fell off the crotch? General Han, why are you playing with things that are impossible? A bee stung your tongue and the electric fan fell off the crotch. So you didn't do any craft work just now?"

Han Qian shook his head seriously.

"I didn't, I definitely didn't, I definitely didn't!"

Nuan Nuan looked at the small fan, then at Han Qian, then at the small fan. When he looked up again, Nuan Nuan's eyes were red.

"Han! Qian! You pay for my little fan! I will fight with you!"

This small fan was used by Wen Nuan. When she was pregnant, Han Qian was afraid that she would get hot. There was no air conditioning there, so he bought two of them for Wen Wen, one red and one white. The red one was taken away by the bell, leaving only one. It was also damaged by Han Qian.

Duang!

Han Qian is shaking!

Duang!

Han Qian is at a loss!

Duang!

Han Qian faced the ceiling, tears welling up in his eyes, and Wen Nuan sat next to Han Qian with eyes welling up too.