Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1458 Why did you hide the two dumplings?
"It's warm. It's a bit chilly at night. Won't you feel cold if you eat popsicles?"

Han Qian held Wen Nuan's hand and walked into the community. Wen Nuan bit her popsicle, shook her head and smiled.

"It's cold, but I want this kind of exciting feeling. Brother Qian, do you know why I like sleeping with you?"

Han Qian raised his head and said proudly.

"Because I like you."

Wen Nuan nodded while marching in step.

"I like you for sure, but part of the reason is that my quilt is cold. The more I sleep, the colder it gets. You are like a little sun at night, and your quilt is so warm!"

"Wow, are you using me for warmth?"

"Yes! Brother Qian, I can perform magic!"

Wen Nuan suddenly turned around, grabbed Han Qian's collar and stuffed the remaining half of the popsicle into his shirt. Han Qian's eyes widened and he reached out to take the popsicle, but Wen Nuan grabbed Han Qian's hands.

"Brother, listen to me~"

"I'm talking to you, uncle!"

Han Qian raised his foot and gently kicked Wen Nuan's butt, then took out half a popsicle from his arms and glared at Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan took a deep breath.

"Brother, I can also perform magic!"

Then Han Qian grabbed the warm collar, stuffed the popsicle into it, turned around and ran.

After running two steps, he found Wen Nuan standing there staring at him motionlessly. Han Qian panicked a little. He turned around and walked to Wen Nuan, stretched out his hand and reached into her collar.

"Hey, Wen Nuan, why are you still hiding dumplings in your chest? Hey? You're hiding a pair~"

"what!!"

duang!

Han Qian was knocked dazed by this blow. Over the years, Han Qian had fought hundreds of battles and had never been knocked down by a single blow. But with Wen Nuan, she was fully capable of doing so.

Wen Nuan took out a popsicle and threw it at Han Qian, then turned and left.

"I don't want to live with you anymore. I'm going home to find my mother!"

Han Qian approached Wen Nuan in a humble manner and whispered.

"If I tell on you, Mom will beat you up. How come you can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy? Come on, I'll let you kick me."

Han Qian turned around and bent down, while Wen Nuan stood there, took a deep breath, and took two steps back.

"Haha!"

Wen Nuan rushed towards Han Qian, and Han Qian felt a weight on his back.

The girl rode on Han Qian's back.

At this moment, Han Qian's mind went blank, and he spoke softly to Wen Nuan.

"I suddenly thought of a scene where two dogs were pulled over by their owner for breeding, and then the Husky suddenly rode on the back of the little bitch!"

Wen Nuan let out a sound and whispered while hugging Han Qian's neck.

"You're a little bitch?"

"I am your father!"

Wen Nuan held Han Qian's neck and the two of them walked around in circles in the community.

It was still early and many residents had not yet rested. A middle-aged couple stood side by side in front of the window, looking down at the young couple playing and fighting in the community, and the man sighed softly.

"Wen Nuan and Xiao Qian'er have lived in our community for several years! Why do they still look like a newlywed couple, playing and joking, so sweet and loving?"

The woman held her chin with both hands and spoke softly.

"Because Han Qian likes Wen Nuan very much. I heard that Wen Nuan is Han Qian's first love."

The man sighed.

"First love! First love is a shadow that can never be erased from a man's heart."

"Yo? Missing your first love?"

"We've been dating since sixth grade, and you have no idea who my first love was!"

"You'll be rewarded tonight."

"Back pain."

Middle-aged men always have some sadness that they can't express, just like what Zhao Hanqing said.

'I am happiest when I am on a business trip or when my wife has her period.'

Sometimes everyone suspected that Zhao Hanqing went to the border to hide from his wife.

On a bench in the community, Han Qian was lying on the bench, and Wen Nuan was sitting on Han Qian's back, swinging her legs.

"Brother Qian."

"Ok?"

"What do you think is the purpose of life?"

"To get rid of Yan Qingqing."

"You are so annoying. Why do you always mention this fox at this time? Brother Qian, do you have nothing to do now?"

Han Qian rested his chin on his hands and muttered softly.

"There's something to do! Be a surveillance camera and keep an eye on the three guys in the mental hospital. If they are really killed by Lin Zongheng, there will be nothing to do. He has to stay alive! He's like a toy."

Wen Nuan said, "Oh!" She stood up, squatted beside the chair, and leaned close to Han Qian's face and asked, "Why are you so ugly?"

Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"You're just fighting for no reason, aren't you? My dad said I'm so handsome. Are you coming home?"

Wen Nuan shook her head.

"I don't want to go home. I want to rescue two little animals."

"Crawfish or grilled fish?"

"Can't my kindness save them both?"

"You can't eat it! Let's go, but you didn't take your phone, and I only have a little over a hundred dollars in my pocket."

"Let's go~"

Wen Nuan didn't care what Han Qian said. She pulled Han Qian up and walked towards the gate of the community. Every time she pulled Han Qian to walk, Wen Nuan would walk in step, swinging her arms and shaking her head.

Warmth is like a child who never grows up.

Han Qian's life was never filled with the so-called innocent words of a child and the flourishing of beautiful women.

Walking out of the community, Wen Nuan pointed at the shared bicycles.

"Bike."

Han Qian took out his Nokia and whispered.

"We can't even get a smartphone together!"

Wen Nuan thought for two seconds, picked up a brick and walked towards the shared bicycle.

“I smashed it for him.”

Han Qian was busy holding Wen Nuan's arm, and Wen Nuan turned her head and spoke with her head tilted.

"You mean to say I'm being rude?"

"I smash it! You're useless."

It was difficult to do anything when you were with Wen Nuan, so the two of them gave up after trying for twenty minutes.

This thing is quite sturdy!
Riding on the motorcycle, Wen Nuan hugged Han Qian's waist and shouted while wearing a helmet.

"Hurry up, Brother Qian, hurry up, hurry up, get to 299! You must get to 299!"

Han Qian didn't listen to Wen Nuan's so-called 299. was already very fast in the city. When the motorcycle entered the coastal highway, the braking speed increased to . Wen Nuan screamed in excitement. After entering the highway, the speed was close to .

Wen Nuan, who was wearing a helmet, hugged Han Qian's waist and shouted.

"Let's live together in this world and live a carefree life. Brother Qian, get off and I'll ride you!"

Substitution.

Wen Nuan got on the motorcycle, and the next second Han Qian suddenly picked up Wen Nuan. The motorcycle rushed out and flew out of the highway along the guardrail. Wen Nuan, who was wearing a helmet, was stunned for a moment, and then hit Han Qian's helmet with her head.

"Not spicy~ Not spicy~ Not fun at all!"

Han Qian hugged Wen Nuan and spoke softly.

"Be good, if you ride a motorcycle again, I'll beat you to death! How can you turn the accelerator all the way down?"

The two sat on the guardrail of the highway, Han Qian smoking a cigarette and Wen Nuan holding a lollipop.

"Oh my god, a motorcycle worth more than 200,000 yuan!"

"Oh, little crayfish, little grilled fish, I can't save you~"

After waiting for a full hour, the big red bird of prey arrived.

Yan Qingqing jumped out of the car and pointed at the two guys and cursed them. The two guys lowered their heads and didn't say a word. After cursing, Yan Qingqing walked up and carefully examined Wen Nuan's body from left to right.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

Wen Nuan shook her head.

"No, but I'm hungry!"

Yan Qingqing said angrily.

"You'll starve to death! And Han Qian, are you throwing money away? How can Wen Nuan ride a motorcycle? On a highway, you let her ride?"

"I won't let her hit me in the head with her helmet!"

"I've never seen you so obedient before. Get on the bike. From now on, neither of you are allowed to ride a motorcycle!"

Nuan Nuan whispered.

"We want to ride shared bikes, but we don't have Alipay."

Yan Qingqing handed the phone to Wen Nuan.

"Go! Ride your bike on your own!"

"Hey, Yan Qingqing, your Alipay is also black~ I thought I was the only one in black."

After hearing this, Han Qian became a little curious. He turned around and looked at the phone in Yan Qingqing's hand, and frowned.

"That's not right, I used it once, and my Alipay is blue!"

Yan Qingqing hummed and said casually.

“Poor people are blue!”

(End of this chapter)