The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Assistant Wen stood behind Gu Juxi and was thinking about this issue, but he believed Ye Yuwei's character even more. The child knew that he was the president without guessing.

Therefore, the president's child is indeed the president's child. This drug resistance is not generally good, and it will definitely be a powerful baby in the future.

Gu Juxi pulled over the stool and sat down by the bed. She reached out and held Ye Yuwei ’s hand, which was slender. Her fingers were slender, soft and comfortable to hold, and she had gauze in her palm, with blood on it In Gu Juxi's eyes, there was a icy cold.

Gu Juoxi reached out and shoved the broken hair on her forehead, and gently stroked her creased eyebrows, even the long ones, how could it be so reassuring?

Where is this woman good, so Lu Qichuan is so worried?

But it ’s useless to worry about. This is his woman, who does n’t give it to anyone.

The assistant assistant stood behind Gu Juxi and followed him for ten years. He must admit that he was the first to see such a president. Well, how to say it is gentleness.

Yes, and the two most inappropriate words for the president.

It's a pity that my wife can't see it, and from the current situation, it's also what she doesn't want to see.

At dawn, the assistant went out to buy breakfast and came back.

Ye Yuwei woke up wandering around, the whole person was still a little confused, but suddenly sat up in the next second, "Aunt Mao, Aunt Mao--" Ye Yuwei yelled, and he opened the quilt and got out of bed.

But Gu Juxi, who had been sitting by the bed, pressed back.

"Lying down, the doctor said you can't move." Gu Juixi said in a deep voice, with an impatient punch on his face.

Assistant: "..."

President, what special face did you show your wife?

Your tenderness yesterday, take it out, you take it out!

Is this president sick?

Well, the president of his family is sick, or his wife's sickness.

"I don't need you to care, Aunt Mao, where is Aunt Mao?" Ye Yuwei has long been immune to his cold talk, so I still have to get up to see Aunt Mao.

"Ye Yuwei, are your ears filled with rainwater? You can't hear it when you rest?" Gu Juxi sees her conditioned reflex and refutes herself, and his temper comes up regardless of what he said.

The assistant of the text slapped on his face, President of the mentally retarded Mad, you can't shut up if you can't speak?

What are you doing with your own tongue-in-law?

"Ma'am, this is the case. At present, Aunt Mao is still in the intensive care unit. Although he has not been out of danger, the doctor will try his best to rescue." Assistant Wen knows that Ye Yuwei is now eager to know Aunt Mao's things, but the president is a fool Still struggling with Ye Yuwei not listening to him.

It can only be said that he only served his president on the ability of his wife.

Ye Yuwei heard the assistant's words, and his brows became more and more severe, and he was not out of danger, that is, he might be in danger at any time.

"Literature Assistant, can you take me to see Aunt Mao?" Ye Yuwei asked with expectation, and directly ignored the man beside him.

Gu Juxi listened to Ye Yuwei's words and his face instantly changed from Himalayan to the North Pole.

Is this woman mentally disabled?

Is he here without seeing him?

Asked for help from other men?

Assistant Wen was trembling carefully, this is not his fault!

But by visually inspecting the extent of the president's body tension, he might die very badly in a while.

What can he do, he is also very desperate, who let the president ignore you, people can only find me habitually!

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