Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Walking into the courtyard, looking at the wide open door, the bright living room, and the smoky mahjong table, Han Qian lowered his head and sighed.

"Miss me Han Qian, oh my god!"

A dark face appeared in front of him, with sharp canine teeth exposed, fierce eyes, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he was letting out a low growl.

Han Qian didn't dare to move!

This Rottweiler must weigh about a hundred pounds, like a calf.

Han Qian didn't even dare to shout.

He wasn't afraid when facing the killer, but now he's panicking, this thing can really bite him to death!

At this moment, a strong black figure suddenly rushed towards him, and the black Rottweiler was pinned down by a Doberman with a steel collar around his neck.

Two?

Are two of the Three Musketeers present?

Han Qian panicked. If another Castro appeared now, he would really have to run away.

Appeared, a furry dog ​​ran over slowly wagging its tail, rubbed against Han Qian's legs, then turned around and went into the den.

Han Qian clearly felt that it was perfunctory!

At this time, Du Bin's face came close to Han Qian's arms, and the silly Rowena got up and sniffed Han Qian's legs for five minutes. Weiner suddenly jumped back, and then rushed into Han Qian's arms like a cannonball. This time, Han Qian was almost killed, and he licked Han Qian's face crazily.

Han Qian was pinned down by Rowena, and Du Bin stood aside like a handsome guard with his head held high.

Han Qian could understand these two dogs, Doberman recognized him, and Rottweiler was a little stupid to recognize him! But what happened to the little shaggy dog ​​that was perfunctory just now?

Han Qian stood up, pulled Rottweiler's collar and walked towards the kennel. Looking at the shaggy dog ​​lying inside with his eyes closed, Han Qian frowned.

"You are perfunctory with me? No? You are perfunctory with me?"

As he spoke, the old man's voice came from behind.

"Huanhuan holds a grudge. You've given it garlic, so it's good that it can deal with you. It's getting older!"

Han Qian stood up and turned his head, pointing at Huanhuan and looking at the old man.

"It perfunctory me, really!"

The old man pouted.

"It would be nice if I don't bite you."

The old man waved to Doberman, and Doberman got into the doghouse. As for Rottweiler, which was thrown in twice by the old man with one hand, it still clung to Han Qian. Finally, Yeats came out and scolded Rottweiler. Back to the kennel.

Han Qian followed the old man into the door, stepped forward and took a look at the cards in Nuan Nuan's hand, Han Qian frowned.

"Old girl! Our Binhai Mahjong team is not uniform."

"I want you to take care of it?"

Han Qian snorted arrogantly, then walked behind Cai Qinghu and said seriously.

"Madam, you don't have a Yaojiu? You can't do this, huh? Stop eating it, catch it! Huh? Why don't you have any chips?"

After saying this, Yeats picked up the small box in his hand and smiled.

"Here~"

Han Qian frowned and smiled bitterly.

"How big can you play?"

Nuan Nuan frowned.

"What's wrong with Hu Yiyi and a billion? What's wrong with you?"

Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"You can play with the Lord of Hell."

Nuan Nuan stretched out his hand and pointed at Yeats.

"Bull head!"

Followed by Yan Qingqing.

"Horse face!"

Cai Qinghu happily answered.

"I am Lord Yama~"

Nuan Nuan curled his lips and said contemptuously.

"You are Po Meng!"

Tears welled up in Cai Qinghu's eyes instantly. He looked at Yan Qingqing pitifully, and Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Nuan Nuan, are you speaking human language? It's obviously Bai Wuchang, but you are Hei Wuchang!"

Cai Qinghu looked at Yeats, and Yeats said softly.

"Good boy, they are talking nonsense. You are the one listening beside Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Cai Qinghu fell into deep thought, and then asked Han Qian what he was listening to. Han Qian struggled for a long time and could not tell him one, two, three or four.

Han Qian ran away!

Walking into the backyard, looking at the lights in the back room, opening the door and looking at Yu Shici sitting at the computer desk working, Han Qian stepped forward and knocked Yu Shici on the head, frowning.

"Didn't you go to the hospital today? What did you say?"

Yu Shici turned around and said seriously.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Han Qian held the mixed-race girl's face and kissed the little skull's blindfold gently. Yu Shici, who had been close to her many times, blushed and murmured in a low voice.

"The doctor said the chance of recovery is low, but it's not impossible! It mainly depends on my personal recovery ability, so you don't have to worry~ I don't know what to do when I'm free~"

"I'll play with you! Come on, let's play and who will fall asleep first?"

"screw you!"

As he said this, Yu Shici turned off the computer. Han Qian moved a small bench and sat next to Yu Shici, saying softly.

"I don't care how much money I make, and I don't care about the company! Because you like it, I try hard to let you get what you like, but if you burn yourself out for this, I will be very angry! If we have money, we will eat four Just a dish, if you don’t have money, even if I sell my blood, you won’t be hungry, what a poem!”

"Um?"

"You didn't hear a word, did you?"

Yu Shici smiled charmingly.

"No way, I heard it! Shuncheng wants to take over the land in Huangdi Village."

Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"Just give it to him. You don't have to do anything to enjoy the glory now. Maintaining it now is what Binhai Yamenmen wants to see. I'll go see your parents some time. I haven't met my mother-in-law yet."

Yu Shici frowned.

"No! It's annoying! It's nagging! But my mother is very satisfied with you, oh! To be exact, my father admires you. Foreigners admire all kinds of heroism, but they are still very annoying."

Han Qian smiled.

"Then I'll see them again when you're well, Shici! Is there anything you want?"

"I want a child!"

"I'm going to make you a midnight snack, and I haven't eaten yet!"

Han Qian escaped, and now he really hates children.

Be it your favorite, be it Jiayi, or be it the little bell.

Han Qian is rare, but he is a little scared if there are too many!

After making a pot of claypot rice, Han Qian and Yu Shici each had a plate. However, as soon as they entered the living room, the plate in Han Qian's hand was taken away. Yan Qingqing said angrily when she saw this.

"Wen Nuan, are you sick? Han Qian must have not eaten."

Nuan Nuan looked at Han Qian while holding the plate and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Qian, are you hungry?"

Han Qian frowned.

"Hungry! I want to eat people now."

"Then I'll eat half of it!"

"You eat it all! I'll make another one."

"Mr. Han, bring a piece of mine. Anything is fine. I'm not picky about food."

"Ms. sir, I want to eat wontons~"

"Xiao Han Qian, I also eat wontons."

"Huh? You can't lose me as an enemy, right? I eat fried noodles!"

Nursery rhymes are a bit troublesome, An An hung up the phone in her hand and said softly.

"My dear, I would just like to eat fried noodles too, although I really want to eat the noodles you made~"

Han Qian smiled.

"Let's do it. Just wait for me. Aunt Ji, what are you eating? Meatballs? Eggplant boxes?"

Ji Jing had already walked to Han Qian's side and said softly.

"I'll accompany you to the kitchen. My parents haven't had dinner either."

Han Qian was so excited that he almost cried.

It has to be my Aunt Ji!

Such a gentle woman could never be found in three lifetimes holding a lantern.