Husband, can you do it?

"Wen Zhuo started his business very early, and he really wanted to leave the Wen family. He had an accident in his second year of graduate school. This time I was in a hurry. The old lady Wen scolded me for not taking good care of my children and being a good wife. I got into a fight with the old lady Wen! After Wen Zhuo was found, our mother and I left the Wen family! He was in his 20s at the time, and he didn't need custody, so he left with me!"

"Oh my god, did this bitch Wang Xiaoyu kidnap Wen Zhuo twice? The first time Wen Zhuo saw her and Wen Hongtao doing that, it affected Wen Zhuo's heart?"

"For sure! Even if Wen Zhuo doesn't say anything, who would never guess!!"

"It stands to reason that such a thing is not possible! When I was a child, I played with the balloons blown up by condoms!"

Qiao Han thought about it, and felt that these words were a bit weak.I approached my mother-in-law.

"That summer vacation, it was constantly raining and thundering and woke me up. I went to find my mother and fell asleep next to her. The bed was small at that time, and I didn't know why I rolled on the floor to sleep. I went, anyway, it’s okay to sleep on the floor in the summer. Then I heard the bed creak, and a lightning strike, I saw the shadow on the wall, and I saw a bastard lying on my mother! The shell is so big! What a big bastard! When I read the fairy tales, I thought that the bastard was coming to strangle my mother, so I pounced on it! I just took a bite at the bastard’s ass! The last second I bit The next second, I was on the wall! My dad really kicked me! With one kick, I flew to the living room without the wall blocking me!"

Pei Caiwei laughed so hard that she was almost choked to death by this puff of smoke!

"Don't laugh, don't laugh! This is a very serious matter! Wen Zhuo's matter has not been resolved yet!"

Qiao Han didn't think it was a big deal, who didn't do a few super-huge things when they were young?

"It would be nice for him to be as big-hearted as you. He has a lot of things on his mind. He doesn't say anything, but puts it in his heart. Didn't I divorce Wen Hongtao? Old man Wen didn't promise to keep Wen Zhuo and not allow me to take it away. He blamed himself and kept saying he was sorry. How can he be blamed for his parents? He is the victim! He didn’t like to talk when he was young, and when he grows up, he has more thoughts and worries. I am worried about him Suffocate!"

"It's not so bad, oh my god, you don't know, he is very narrow-minded, and he was angry when I went out to drink with me. I saw my idol, and he was still angry! A few days ago, I had a fight with Pei Lin. Calling for a drink, he was still angry. He didn’t say anything, and just stared at you. When it was over, you asked him what happened, and he said it’s okay. Like a little daughter-in-law, you are forced to babble and talk about how cold you are to him someday."

"Wen Qiao didn't learn how to draw red rabbits from him? If you make up your mind, no one can persuade you to come back!"

"He doesn't react too much emotionally, he's better with his family, but with his slumped face outside, it's enough for fifteen people to watch for half a month,"

"It's the same as the saw-mouthed gourd. He doesn't say anything. Sometimes he can't make a fart with three kicks, so I really want to beat him!"

"Now he is very strict with me, he is always a tyrant at home when he is a tyrant outside!"

A good discussion turned into a meeting of criticizing and fighting, and the couple complained fiercely.

The two mothers didn't discuss serious matters, and they didn't know that Wen Qiao ran to the door to pick up Dad, and told Dad that Dad and Grandma were in the small study.

Wen Zhuo stood at the door of the study and listened hard, when Qiao Han's loud voice came faintly.

"He said he wanted to unplug my computer! How could he be like this? The novels are not tap water in their house. You just turn on the faucet and there will be water. I will find inspiration after looking for fun and watching dramas on my mobile phone. I... ..."

"Are you making excuses for procrastination?"

Wen Zhuo couldn't listen anymore, and pushed open the door to refute him.

"Mom!"

Qiao Han was so frightened that he slid and hid behind Pei Caiwei.

"With you speaking ill of me behind your back, you can write [-] words at this time. Mom, stop playing with him. Qiao Han, if you can't finish writing today, you are procrastinating. I really want to unplug you!"

Wen Zhuo's face was sombre, that scared the two of them so much that they didn't dare to fart.

"mom!"

Wen Zhuo urged Pei Caiwei impatiently, and Pei Caiwei walked away from the small study grayly, like a yellow croaker.

Wen Zhuo clicked on Qiao Han and stared!

Qiao Han quickly turned on the computer and began to code.

After running for a long time, he went back to gossip with his mother-in-law, and he barely finished writing today's update today.

Wen Zhuo knew that it would be impossible to continue like this.

Before going to bed, Qiao Han pushed Wenzhuo.

"I read a book today."

Wen Zhuo hugged his notebook to correct typos.

"Has your protagonist not finished his special forces training yet? It's more than 6 words long, and he's been training all the time. Where's the little climax?"

Urging Qiao Han from the reader's identity can make the novel a little ups and downs.

"The first wave of battles will start right away. Don't worry about it, I said I read a book about separation."

"kindness."

Wen Zhuo dealt with it absent-mindedly, correcting other characters.

"It was written by a great professor. It said that the cells of the human body are replaced by new ones every day. All cells in the human body will be replaced once in seven days. Then you say, are you seven days ago the same as you seven days ago? No, It’s a new you, a newborn person, the you who died seven days ago, those unhappy things, those regrets, those pains, should also disappear with death. We must welcome a new life.”

"Is this the evil book of that cult? Don't read it anymore. Brainwashing makes you more stupid."

"No, listen to me. This means that people have to let go of themselves. The past is all about the past, and the past is full of love and life. We have to forget the past, live in the present, and look forward to the future."

Qiao Han conveyed the words of the professor in his heart, trying to speak in a simple and accessible way, so that Wen Zhuo could imagine the future and forget the past!

Especially have the heart of preaching the scriptures!Looking forward to Wen Zhuo, understand?What do I mean?

Wen Zhuo didn't listen to him at all!Click on the documentation to make comments!

"The things you wrote are not as attractive as the previous few days. I can see the feeling of perfunctory, a little bit of running and bumping. It feels very watery to be so careless. Write things down-to-earth, don't let go of this good opportunity , Once someone thinks that your writing is watery and lacking in depth, readers come and go quickly! They will give your novel a negative score! Do you know how many authors there are on the novel website? Nearly [-] authors, [-] thoughts, Some people are envious of you, and some people seize your chance to report you and write bad reviews under your novel? Didn’t you send your shortcomings to the other party? Write seriously!”

With a sullen face, Wen Zhuo seriously criticized Qiao Han.

"Don't look at those crooked things, write your own novel well, that's the most important thing! Stop playing around, write well, and calm down!"

Qiao Han bowed his head in criticism.Yes, in the past two days, he has been a little absent-minded. The code word is no longer out of love and love, but has become the kind of mind to complete the task.Not much emotion invested.

The boss of the novel website is amazing, and he is also well-informed, and can see the shortcomings at a glance.

"Be serious, don't ruin your good chance."

Wen Zhuo sighed, some authors are like this, and a little problem can easily float up.When the heart of writing a novel is no longer as pure as it was at the beginning, the things I write are no longer charming.

This is what matters.

Wen Zhuo let go of the computer, fluffed up the pillow and lay down.

Qiao Han quickly lay down beside him, grabbed his arm, and Wen Zhuo took him into his arms.

Qiao Han didn't make a sound, and stuck in his arms without moving.

Wen Zhuo is a little unaccustomed to the sudden quietness of people who talk like tuberculosis,

"Tell me that you are angry?"

Wen Zhuo reflected on whether he was too strict?

"Kiss me and I won't be angry."

Wen Zhuo laughed lightly, dug out his face from his bosom, and kissed him delicately from his forehead to his lips.

Qiao Han hummed, and bit the tip of his tongue angrily.

"Be so fierce to me. I'm your wife, not your subordinate."

He hammered his chest with small fists, and Wen Zhuo touched his cheeks, which were greasy and soft, Wen Zhuo couldn't help but leaned forward and bit his face.

"I want you to become a great god!"

The deep responsibility of love.I expect too much, so I am strict.

"I know, I know you are good to me. Then you are too fierce. I will punish you for kissing me hard!"

Qiao Han hugged his neck softly and acted like a baby, while Wen Zhuo pressed on him and kissed him hard.

The movements lost their gentleness and became eager and greedy. The hand touching his cheek was inserted into his hair, and then slid down to his neck, his fingertips touched the skin, feeling how tender his skin was, and he loved this soft and delicate body so much. The skin is tender and the meat is tender.The palm did not touch his pajamas, but unbuttoned the pajamas along the neck.Touch his collarbone chest.

The lips are biting and sucking, the tip of the tongue is dancing and teasing, the saliva is intertwined, the chest is pressed against the chest, and the body is constantly squirming and touching.

Qiao Han stroked his back and waist, kissed his chin and neck, and unbuttoned his pajamas with his teeth.

Wen Zhuo's pajamas were short of a tie, buttoned all the way to the last, so serious that he would never want to show his excess skin for the hooligans to see.

The pajamas of the two of them could not be taken off halfway. Qiao Han was also a very healthy young man, so he couldn't stand such a kiss.

Qiao Han pushed Wen Zhuo away abruptly.

"I, I, I'm going to do something bad!"

Wen Zhuo felt it too!

Qiao Han stared at Wen Zhuo for three seconds, to see if he was willing to help him!Will it look disgusting!

Wen Zhuo frowned.

Qiao Han pushed Wen Zhuo away and turned over to get out of bed.

Wen Zhuo hugged Qiao Han from behind and bit his neck.

"I'll help you."

Qiao Han was surprised, did he improve?

How can I put it this way, from the scene of a car accident to a car with manual transmission, although it stumbled, it was either suffocated when starting, or the gear was too hard, the accelerator could not be stepped on properly, the clutch and brake were too busy, it was lighter, It's heavy, trembling, but the car with manual transmission also started.