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Chapter 1415 Little Pudding, My Husband Calls You Home 132 Liangcheng's Best Husband.

Pudding picked from his bosom, handed over a bag of candied fruit and a bag of dried fruit, and looked her up and down: "Listen to Shen Yushen, you belong to the second master's family? Then we are still relatives, you have to Call me little sister."

I haven't seen her for a few days. Not only has the little girl gained weight, but she is also dressed in a very normal way. She is no longer dressed in unpopular white. Her short black hair has also been trimmed and falls down to her shoulders. It is clean and refreshing, and it complements her fair little face. , how to see how likable type.

The neighbor next door put down their chopsticks, picked out a candied fruit, took a bite, and shook his head: "No, we're getting a divorce."

Pudding was stunned for a moment: "Why? Does he like ugly ones?"

When she was like a ghost, the second master could continue to give her the title of Mrs. Mu despite the ridicule of outsiders. Why did she become beautiful now, but she didn't want it anymore?
Gu Jingjing lowered her head, poking and poking her chopsticks in the noodles, and suddenly said something from the Department of Philosophy: "The world is so big, I want to see it."

pudding:"……"

What the hell?

You can go if you want, and you still have to get a divorce?
This is not ancient times. It takes half a lifetime to travel around the world. Once you buy an air ticket and a plane, you can do it in half a month.

She quickly realized a very vulgar meaning from the philosophy department's words: "Is it because the second master is stingy and refuses to give you money to let you go out to play?"

Looking up at the ceiling of the ramen restaurant from a 45-degree angle in the house next door, I sighed: "No, the world is so big, and there are so many young brothers. I want to go and see it."

pudding:"……"

You, you, you, you are like this... But it is not philosophical at all.

Look at her, there are so many young little brothers who don't look at her, just look at her little brother who is cold-tempered and ignores her.

Just as he was disgusted, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender and tall figure pulling away the seat beside him, and then sat down on his own.

That seven-figure worth of expensive handmade suits and eight-figure diamond watch, as if it should be sitting in a private leather sofa chair, or in a candlelight dinner in a high-end restaurant.

Suddenly appearing in this small and narrow hard chair, I always feel that everything is abrupt.

The scattered guests around also cast their curious gazes over.

The man next door seemed to be choking, swallowed hard, and then encouraged himself: "I, I'm not afraid of you! Don't think I don't know, we women also have the right to choose! If I want to divorce, just, just can!"

Unlike Mu Bufan's clean and handsome appearance, Mu Ting was born with a sharp and oppressive feeling, except for those times when he was so careless that he didn't care about anything, if he was thinking about something, it was just One there, it's enough to make people raise their hearts in their throats.

But he didn't go to see her, he just twirled the wedding ring on his ring finger, and even said very friendlyly: "What kind of little brother do you like? I know a lot here, tell me the type, introduce for you?"

Pudding held his chin that almost fell off, and looked up at him with infinite admiration.

The best husband in Liangcheng, is he so generous?

Thinking about it this way, her little brother came from the same family as him, so would he have the same idea?

Hee hee, she actually doesn't mind having an extra little brother who raises his eyes. Why don't you find time to have a good discussion with him later?
(End of this chapter)