Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

After An An came out of the small room, He Qingqing kept staring at him. She put her hand on her chin, thought and thought, and then called An An's name.

"An'an, you look so cute, come over and play with your sister."

When An An heard that she turned her head and saw a strange face, she stood still.

Because of his neurasthenia and being too sensitive, he didn't like to communicate with strangers, so he didn't think about it.

Yao Mujin turned her head and glanced at He Qingqing, "You are not feeling well now, how can you let a child stay with you?"

"Well, I don't know what happened. As soon as I saw the child, I fell in love with him, and my head didn't hurt anymore, as if I was fine."

After hearing these words, Yao Mujin immediately became happy, "Great, you are fine."

"An'an is my lucky star, come here and play with my sister."

He Qingqing beckoned An An to pass.

An An took a look at Yao Mujin and asked, "Can I go over?"

She nodded and said, "Okay, you have to be careful."

An An was worried that no one would play with him, and now he finally found someone, so he ran over happily.

He Qingqing's almond eyes gleamed, and she stretched out her hand to pull An An to her side. The two seemed to be very familiar with each other.

In the middle of the night, Yao Muzhen felt a little hungry, so she wanted to go to the kitchen to cook some supper.

"Qingqing, you play with the children for a while, I'll cook and come over later."

Yao Mujin greeted He Qingqing, then turned around and came to the kitchen.

She took the japonica rice, honey, red dates, and purple potatoes out of the refrigerator and prepared to cook nutritious porridge.

In the living room, the smile on He Qingqing's face disappeared, and she looked at An An with a little coldness in her eyes.

The little boy was playing yo-yo, with his back turned to He Qingqing, he was playing very vigorously by himself.

He Qingqing suddenly remembered something, took out a small white paper bag from his pocket, and poured the powder in the bag into the cup on the coffee table.

Then quickly put away the paper bag, An An played a little game, turned and pointed at He Qingqing and said, "This time it's your turn."

He Qingqing raised the corner of her mouth, a smile flashed across her lips, and she reached out to catch the yo-yo.

"An'an, you fought too hard just now, I'm afraid you will lose."

When children are not praised, they will get carried away when they are praised.

The little boy approached He Qingqing and said happily: "I play very well. Every time my mother and I play, they always lose to me."

The smile in He Qingqing's eyes became even stronger. She only played for a couple of times before she couldn't continue playing.

An An won several times, and after a while, sweat broke out on his forehead.

He Qingqing took out a paper towel to wipe off his sweat, and said while wiping, "An'an, are you tired, drink some water."

An An, who was a little thirsty, nodded.

He Qingqing brought the water glass to Xiaozui, watched him drink the whole glass of water into his mouth, then put the water glass on the table with a smile.

After Yao Mujin cooked the porridge, she brought it out from the kitchen.

The aroma of porridge filled the room all of a sudden, and I have to say that her cooking skills are very good.

Yao Mujin filled three bowls of porridge, put them on the coffee table, picked up a small bowl and drank it.

An An put the empty bowl on the coffee table after drinking.

"Hey, baby is so good."

He Qingqing praised with a smile.

Yao Mujin glanced at Xiaoxiao, her eyes were full of love, "This is the purple potato porridge that Xiaoxiao loves most."

He Qingqing felt a little awkward when he saw the mother and son getting along in harmony.

"I'm fine too, I won't bother you here."

He Qingqing stood up from the sofa, ready to go out.

Yao Mujin frowned and said, "But can you do it alone? How about I take you there?"

He Qingqing shook his head, waved his hand and said, "No need, An'an is still young, you have to stay with me at home, don't worry about me, I have already asked the driver at home to pick me up."

Because Yao Mujin really wanted to be by Xiaoxiao's side, she couldn't send He Qingqing off.

"Alright, slow down on the road."

He Qingqing walked out from the gate, with a face full of smiles, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled triumphantly.

"Hmph, Yao Mujin, I see what you can do. I don't believe that you can still live so happily."

He Qingqing said as he turned his head and walked towards the side of the road.

She didn't call the driver, but was going to hail a taxi to go back.

If a driver came to pick her up, she was afraid that the driver would reveal that she had been to Yao Mujin's house.

Therefore, she will never let her family take her back.

At midnight, there are very few cars on the road, and taxis are even less pitiful.

He Qingqing waited for a long time, his feet were numb, and no car stopped.

Wearing a tight-fitting long skirt, stepping on eight-centimeter-wide high heels, her face is covered with makeup.

She looked like someone who specialized in the nightclub industry. Two taxis passed by her successively, but they were all speeding past.

He Qing gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, hurry to the west, cheap car..."

A cold wind blew and made her shiver all over, and she couldn't stand it any longer.

With the piercing wind at night, He Qingqing felt as if he was going to freeze.

There was nothing she could do, so she had to stride forward, waiting to see if there was a hotel for the night.

After walking half a kilometer, He Qing's feet hurt unbearably. She broke away from her resentment and sat on the side of the road, waiting for help.

But time passed quickly, and no car stopped in front of her.

He Qingqing began to blame others, what did he do wrong, God wants to treat him like this.

She didn't wait for a car until dawn.

Seeing her shivering from the cold in the rearview mirror, the driver couldn't help sighing, "There are many girls who only care about demeanor and don't care about temperature, and they will get arthritis and rheumatism when they get old."

He Qing's brows were tightly furrowed, she didn't expect that she would be cursed like this.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm in such good health, how can I get all these messy diseases?"

The driver wanted to remind her, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so violent.

"Don't be angry. What I say is the truth. As the saying goes, good medicine speaks bitterly. Although my words don't sound good, they are true."

He Qingqing was not happy anymore, she didn't like to hear bullshit and truth, anyway, she felt that as long as it affected her emotions, it was bullshit.

"Well, it seems you know a lot, but why are you just a driver and not a doctor?"

A trace of contempt flashed in He Qingqing's eyes, and his tone became even more arrogant.

The driver was not happy either. It was just an ordinary chat, but it turned into a scolding between two people.

In the end, the driver simply stopped the car and asked He Qingqing to get out of the car.

He Qingqing didn't want to continue sitting in the car, so he got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, she began to regret it, because it was still far away from home and there were no other taxis around.

Helpless, she had no choice but to stand up and walk back. An hour later, He Qingqing returned home.