Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

"I'm not you." Fang Chengran drove her out of the kitchen, Yang Wei walked to the sofa and sat down, holding the pillow and dreaming.

So you are really dreaming?She said how could Qi Xiaoyan come.

After a while, Fang Chengran walked out of the kitchen with two bowls, Yang Wei quickly went up and took a bowl.The two sat at the dining table. Fang Chengran watched her take a porridge and asked expectantly, "How does it taste?"

Yang Wei gave him a thumbs up: "Master Fang! You deserve a hotel!"

Fang Chengran laughed: "I'm abroad by myself, basically I cook for myself."

Yang Wei blinked: "Don't you still have three, five or seven girlfriends?"

"It would be nice if they wouldn't let me serve them." Fang Chengran spread his hand.

Yang Wei swallowed a bite of porridge, his eyes amused: "You continue to pretend."

Fang Chengran looked at her, and suddenly changed the subject: "Are your wedding photos in your bedroom painted like that?"

Yang Wei's eyes darkened for a moment, nodded and said, "Well."

Fang Chengran said: "If you don't want to see it, why don't you take the wedding photo directly?"

Yang Wei froze for a moment, and the spoon in his hand unconsciously stirred in the porridge: "Well, that wedding photo is too big, and after taking it off, the wall will look empty and unsightly."

Fang Chengran pursed his lips and said nothing.

After eating, Fang Chengran took the initiative to wash the dishes again, but Yang Wei felt a little overwhelmed: "No, you put it in the sink, I will wash it later."

Fang Chengran looked back at her and said in an expert tone: "Don't get too much water during the menstrual period."

Yang Wei's mouth twitched a little and smiled, "Is your 357 girlfriends telling you?"

"The clerk told me." Fang Chengran corrected seriously.After washing the dishes, he looked at the time and finally felt that he should go: "I'll go back first, you have a rest early."

"Okay, thank you very much today."

Fang Chengran stopped and looked at her with bright eyes, like the most beautiful obsidian: "Don't you give me a kiss of thanks?"