After Divorce [ABO]

Who wants to run out at night, let alone Yan Ai Meng who is only eight years old this year.

Yan Aimeng opened the curtains, looked at the completely dark sky outside, and was in a dilemma, should I go or not?If I go, I am afraid, Lin Xiaoran always tells him some stories, about the big bad wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, about Snow White and the stepmother, about the three sheep and wolves, just hope that my good son will not run around, don’t eat candy from strangers, He was abducted by messy human traffickers.

Thinking of what Lin Xiaoran told him before, the child was disobedient and ran out in the middle of the night, and was abducted by traffickers to dig out a kidney. Fortunately, the police found it in time, otherwise the other kidney would be gone.

Yan Aimeng trembled even more.

But if he didn't go, what would Chi Jingming do if he didn't have anything to eat.

"Where is the person? Where did he die?" Yan Aimeng was still thinking, but Chi Jingming was already urging.

"I'm starving to death, hurry up, I've changed my clothes, see you later."

Yan Aimeng was about to cry, and sent three aggrieved expressions in a row.

Chi Jingming: "???"

Yan Aimeng: "It's getting dark outside."

Chi Jingming: "There are street lights, what are you afraid of?"

"Human traffickers—" Yan Aimeng died of injustice, "he will be abducted by human traffickers."

"How old are you? Still afraid of human traffickers?" Chi Jingming mocked, "Are you still an alpha?"

Yan Aimeng was wronged to death, and sent several crying emojis in succession.

"you dislike me!!!"

Chi Jingming had no choice but to say, "Then I'll come to you tomorrow."

"Aren't you hungry?" Yan Aimeng asked him again.

"I order takeout."

However, Chi Jingming did not order takeaway, nor did he ask the nanny to cook him food. Instead, he found a box of instant noodles, started soaking them, opened the box, poured sauce on it, filled it with boiling water, inserted it with a fork, Then I have to take a photo and post it on Moments, with the words, "Dinner."

Unfortunately, this circle of friends was brushed by Lu Ning. Lu Ning was stunned for a moment, clicked on the picture, looked at the bucket of instant noodles on it, and the messy ingredients on the cooking table, and her eyes immediately became wet.

He knew that Chi Haiyuan was unreliable!

The first meal I went there was instant noodles, so what will I do next!

So, at dawn the next day, Lu Ning washed up and planned to go to Chi Haiyuan. By the way, she asked Chi Haiyuan's nanny to take care of Chi Jingming.

He was driving by the breakfast shop, and went in to buy Chi Jingming's favorite fritters and lean meat porridge. While waiting to pack, he suddenly saw Huo Ziqing.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled, and after checking again and again, he realized that it was really Huo Ziqing in front of him.

Huo Ziqing was two meters away from him, sitting in front of the table. The table was full of breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks, siu mai, small wontons, pumpkin cakes, white porridge... fried, stewed, everything you expect, and there were even a few pieces of plastic on the side Packing box, which contains fried noodles, grilled cold noodles, pancakes and so on.It doesn't look like something from a breakfast shop.

This is the weight of many people, but there is only one man sitting opposite Huo Ziqing.

He is thinner than Huo Ziqing, and not as tall as Huo Ziqing. His face is surrounded by a black plaid scarf, only half of his face is exposed. Through the mist from the porridge, he can also recognize his delicate eyebrows and upturned eyes. joan nose.

His eyes were full of sadness, his eyelashes were trembling, and he looked at Huo Ziqing opposite.

"Ziqing, I miss you so much—" The beauty's curly hair fell down, covering half of her eyebrows, making her look even more pitiful.

He is not an ordinary friend of Huo Ziqing, but Huo Ziqing's ex-husband Gu Shu.

Gu Shu unwrapped the plastic bag and took out a packing box, inside which were neatly spread out cold roasted noodles, still emitting heat.

"Less vinegar, no onions, more lettuce, add tenderloin bacon, don't be spicy, I remember correctly." The grilled cold noodles looked ordinary, but exuded a tangy aroma, "Try it, your favorite."

[The author has something to say]: The collection is gradually increasing, happy.And it's so cool to update a thousand times a day, I'm really too lazy!