Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

When Wen Wen came back in the evening, there were no elders at home. Han Qian was still lying on the balcony in a daze. Wen Wen kicked off two shoes, opened the refrigerator, took out a can of Coke, walked to Han Qian with two bags of potato chips, and handed them to Han Qian in a symbolic gesture. , seeing him shaking his head, Nuan Nuan turned around and sat on the sofa.

The potato chips were placed on the coffee table, and then he raised his fist.

boom!

Potato chips sprayed all over the table. Wen Nuan picked up one and symbolically looked at Han Qian again. Han Qian turned over with difficulty.

Out of sight out of mind!

Click~

The sound of a Coke being opened.

Uh-huh!

The sound of coke bubbling on the floor.

Han Qian took a deep breath and then felt a little pain in his stomach.

"Kacha~Kacha~Gululu~Hiccup~"

For a moment, Han Qian missed Yan Qingqing. At least the empress could keep some warmth while she was here. She was a little unscrupulous now.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, I haven't been to the company recently and you've been a little too leisurely. Hmm~ I want a mandarin duck pot, half tomato and half spicy..."

"Half tomato and half mushroom soup."

Han Qian turned his back to Nuan Nuan and interrupted the call, Nuan Nuan sighed.

"Just listen to your uncle's advice, half fungus soup and half spicy."

Han Qian sat up and said angrily.

"What's wrong if I eat spicy hot pot?"

Han Qian turned around and stretched out his hand to reach the window and shouted.

"I can't live anymore, I'll jump down!"

"Okay, okay, I don't eat spicy food! But Han Qian, let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you, I don't want to eat spicy food today. Xiaoxiao gave me a mushroom soup pot, two parts of mutton, one part of pork, and one part of tripe." , one portion of hand-made shrimp paste, one portion of wide noodles, oh! You want a portion of everything they have, and then go to Mixue Ice City to buy me two glasses of lemonade. Although it doesn’t taste good, I also support it. It’s a domestic product, please deliver it quickly, I’m hungry!”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Nuan looked at Han Qian who was sitting or standing on the bed and asked.

"You got a nail in your ass?"

Han Qian lay down without saying a word and Nuannuan continued.

"You are like Huanhuan at home. He turns around several times before lying down."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you! Have you gone to the hospital to see Tu Xiao?"

Han Qian still had his back to Wen Wen. Wen Wen stood up and walked to the bed. He stretched out his hand and held Han Qian's head to force him to look at him. He lowered his head and looked down at Han Qian. Wen Wen said seriously.

"I! Go! Go!"

Han Qian looked at Wen Nuan and said softly.

"Then have you gone to see Cheng Jin?"

The expression on Nuan Nuan's face froze and he murmured softly.

"Li Jinhe didn't tell me to go see Cheng Jin either!"

After saying this, Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Tu Kun called today and said that his aunt had been there. Han Qian thought that the wards of Tu Xiao and Cheng Jin were next to each other, so he could go and take a look. Bar.

She didn't go.

But it's also normal for warmth.

Han Qian didn't want to speak. Wen Nuan lowered his head and looked at Han Qian, drool drooling on Han Qian's face. Wen Nuan turned around and ran away. Han Qian was lying on the bed with a look of helplessness on his face.

How is this done?

At eight o'clock in the evening, the warm little secretary brought the hot pot, leaned under the door and glanced at Han Qian, then turned around and ran away.

Nuan Nuan ate hot pot, drank beer, and talked plausibly.

Han Qian lay on the bed and sighed as he watched Wen Nuan eat meat.

"Warm, you have to think about it, you still have an ex-husband who is sick in bed and can't take care of himself, looking at you with tears in his eyes, crying for food."

Nuan Nuan turned his head and patted his chest.

Boom!

"I don't have this thing either. When I was a child, Ling Dang always drank milk powder. Han Qian, why are you becoming more and more perverted?"

Han Qian frowned and stared at Wen Nuan with his mouth open in surprise.

"No, Nuan Nuan, are you sick? I haven't eaten for a day!"

"Oh, we are all a family, why are you so polite? Just come over and eat. How can I not let you eat?"

Han Qian took a deep breath and was about to speak when Nuan Nuan spoke first.

"When you go to the toilet, don't you always go by yourself?"

As he said that, he picked up a bowl of meat. He deliberately didn't put mahjong on it. He poured some seafood on it and walked towards Han Qian. He sat on the edge of the bed and picked up a chopstick of meat and stuffed it into Han Qian's mouth. Han Qian chewed it. Chu Rou looked at Wen Nuan, who squinted and smiled.

"Is it delicious?"

Han Qian nodded.

"Well, it's just not cooked yet."

Wen Nuan took a sip and then nodded.

"Hmm~ It's indeed not cooked yet. I'll cook it for a while."

"Can I teach you how to cook if you're warm?"

This idea suddenly came to Han Qian. Wen Nuan sat on the edge of the bed and tilted his head. After a moment, he shook his head.

"Don't learn! As a new generation woman, as an independent woman, as a creditor with four million times two, I can't accept charity from you Han Qian! So! I don't learn."

Han Qian sighed.

"Then we're just going to be hungry?"

Wen Nuan looked at Han Qian seriously.

"Brother Qian, do you drink milk powder?"

Han Qian glanced at Nuan Nuan and shook his head.

"Today's milk powder doesn't taste good. When I was a kid, I would get a pack of milk powder in plastic packaging bags during the holidays, and then eat it dry bit by bit. It's much more delicious than today's milk powder. It will warm your hotpot faster. The pot is dry."

Nuan Nuan ran over to eat hot pot. About half an hour later, KFC Home Delivery arrived.

Han Qian was eating burgers and drinking Coke.

If Li Jinhe were here, he would be beaten.

She doesn't know how to take care of patients at all.

After the meal, Wen Nuan stood in the living room wiping her hair in Han Qian's big shorts and vest, then threw the towel on the sofa, walked into the guest room and came out with a quilt, laying it on the edge of Han Qian's small bed.

Seeing Wen Nuan sitting opposite him, pointing with his right hand at the bedding that looked like a doghouse under the bed, Han Qian pointed at his nose and said seriously.

"You want me to sleep on the floor?"

Nuan Nuan held his feet with both hands and nodded seriously.

"Yes! Anyway, you don't like sleeping in the guest room. If you can't see anyone coming from home, you'll be curious. If you don't go down, we can just squeeze in. I don't care."

Han Qian frowned.

"I'm a patient."

"Lie down and I can't touch your face if I turn over and stretch out my hand!"

You can say Wen Nuan is sweet, she is not sweet, but you should say Wen Wen is not sweet, she always sweetens you two in a roundabout way, she can't taste the sweetness, but she is definitely sweet in the throat.

Han Qian lay on the ground with difficulty. The bedding was very thick. The temperature in the coastal area has dropped sharply in the past few days, and heating has been started in advance. The floor tiles did not feel cold either.

After lying down, he found Wen Nuan lying on the bed looking down at him, Han Qian said softly.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Nuan smiled.

"No, it's easier to look at you like this. Brother Qian, you seem to have lost weight again."

Han Qian raised his tattooed right arm and took a look.

"It's okay, I feel a little fatter."

Wen Nuan stretched out his hand and pinched Han Qian's arm, then hugged his arm and took a bite, saying seriously.

"When I lose weight, the feeling in my mouth is different. There isn't that much meat anymore."

"It's warm and I want to take a bath."

Han Qianhe was very uncomfortable because he didn't take a shower after entering the hospital, Nuannuan said in a low voice.

"Can you wipe it? I don't dare give you a bath if you act like this!"

Han Qian shook his head.

"Yes, we have plastic wrap at home, wrap it up for me!"

"No, let Li Jinhe know that she is going to hit me again. Just find you a wet wipe and wipe it off."

Nuan Nuan really doesn't dare to harm Han Qian now, and Li Jinhe has been a little irritable recently, but he really knows how to do it.

Watching Han Qian turn over with difficulty, Wen Nuan whispered.

"How about I cut your hair."

"sleep!"

Han Qian turned over, and then there was warmth behind him, and Han Qian sighed.

"Why did you run down?"

"The bed is too small to hold you."

"It would have been better if you had said it earlier."

Han Qian turned over and looked at Wen Nuan, and said with a naive smile.

"very nice!"