After the Divorce, the Ex-Wife Became a Creditor

Chapter 153 Printed a Strawberry

After the meal, Han Qian was worried that there would be another war, so he ran away and took his computer back to the guest room on the first floor. This time Han Qian locked the door, for fear that something like a bra pull-over would happen again.

Han Qian had a very comfortable sleep this time and made up for almost everything he had missed in the past few days. He got up early in the morning and opened the door to the four girls sitting on the sofa with a sunny smile.

"Good morning, girls."

The four girls, who looked very harmonious at first, turned their heads with smiles on their faces. When they saw Han Qian's face, they immediately smiled. His face was as warm as frost. Yan Qingqing put down her phone and clenched her fists.

Ji Jing's face was indifferent and she said coldly.

"Who can stand up for themselves? Since you dare to do it, you must have the courage to admit that liking Han Qian is not a shameful thing."

Yan Qingqing said immediately.

"Yes! Let's all compete fairly and don't use these dirty tricks."

"Yan Hu, wait a minute, who will compete fairly with you? What do you say to others?"

Wen Nuan dealt a blow without mercy. Han Qian still didn't know what happened. He looked at the four girls in confusion and said doubtfully.

"What happened? Lost something?"

Han Qian walked into the bathroom with confusion. As soon as he entered the bathroom, Han Qian rushed out as if he had been chased by a dog, pointing at his neck and asked.

"Who! Who did it!"

A strawberry was printed on Han Qian's neck. He sucked it out with his mouth, and the bright red color was clearly visible.

Even Han Qianzai knew what this thing meant!

Han Qian pointed at his neck and looked at the four girls. There were only five people in this family. Han Qian's mouth would definitely not be able to reach his neck. Who else could be there besides them? The four women didn't even look at Han Qian, but looked at each other's suspects.

Seeing this, Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"Why don't you just tell me directly? Is this the case?"

As soon as she finished speaking, four pillows flew over. Han Qian was thrown into the bathroom and did not dare to come out. Ji Jing looked at the nursery rhyme with cold eyes. She felt that there was something wrong with this woman. She and Han Qian had definitely not met before. It was as simple as meeting once or twice. From going to make porridge yesterday without resisting, to cooking only chicken cakes for Han Qian, she felt comfortable living here. She had a problem.

Tong Yao also suspected Ji Jing. Last night, she found that Minister Ji didn't sleep all night and kept turning over to look at his phone. Later, Tong Yao couldn't stand it anymore and went to bed first. Minister Ji was most likely waiting for her. sleep.

Nursery Rhyme adjusted the hem of her skirt, her white calves were tight and tilted down, her hands were folded on her legs, and she laughed softly.

"Mr. Ji didn't sleep last night. Today is Monday. Can you survive it?"

Ji Jing didn't sleep?

This time, even Yan Qingqing couldn't help but doubt her best friend, her warm eyes were very cold, and she glared at Ji Jing.

"why do not you sleep!"

Facing the warmth, Ji Jing was still a little weaker, lowered her head and whispered.

"I...I have a mental block. There are people around me who can't sleep, but Teacher Tong always hugs me. If you don't believe it, there is something on my phone about her sleeping with me in her arms."

Others don't know Ji Jing very well, but Yan Qingqing knows it very well. Ji Jing is indeed like this, because Yan Qingqing wanted to spend the night at her house several times but was rejected. The only time she went there was when Ji Jing slept on the sofa.

While talking, Ji Jing took out her mobile phone and played the video. Yan Qingqing looked at the nursery rhymes in the video and teased her.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect Teacher Tong to be quite wild, leopard print bra?"

"Envy? Jealousy? They cost fifteen yuan each in the supermarket. I like to buy them myself."

There is no use in being sarcastic to a woman like Nursery Rhyme. She won't understand, but will distort your meaning and fight back. Wen Nuan on the side has found an ally and sneered.

"Haha... Yan Hu, how dare you criticize others? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night and got out of bed secretly and caught me three times. Why do you have the face to doubt others?"

"What's wrong with me just wanting to sleep with Han Qian? But you said to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and then went downstairs? If I hadn't caught you with my quick eyes and hands, I would have doubted you, haha! Maybe the two of us went there last night There are strawberries in the supermarket."

Yan Qingqing speculated and doubted wildly, Tongyao squinted at Yan Qingqing and said with disdain.

"Just breasts and no brains."

After finishing his words, Wen Nuan looked at the plump breasts of the three women unnaturally, lowered his head and glanced at himself, and murmured in a low voice.

"It's actually good to have long breasts."

After washing up in the bathroom, Han Qian returned to the living room and looked at the four women seriously.

"Stop guessing, there is a way."

The four women looked at him at the same time, and Han Qian lowered his head and smiled shyly.

"Then let's suck each other once. Let's see who looks the most alike. I'll let you go. You can do whatever you want."

"Suffer death!"

Wen Nuan yelled angrily, and the other three women came at the same time. Han Qian was lying on the ground, actually lying in Yan Qingqing's arms. Ji Jing held Han Qian's arm with both hands and pulled her arm. Tong Yao held Han Qian's arms down. Legs, as for warmth, he simply sat on Han Qian's belly.

Just as Han Qian was struggling, Tongyao suddenly let out a scream.

"Minister Ji, are you rewarding Han Qian or punishing him? His claws are all covered by you!!"

Hearing this, Han Qian moved his hand specially.

Ji Jing's face turned red instantly and she retorted in a low voice.

"I...what can I do? He is also lying in President Yan's arms, and his other hand is also on Vice President Wen's lap. Teacher Tong, if you are jealous, let's change positions."

After Ji Jing said this, Han Qian felt how happy he was at this moment. The four women let go of Han Qian at the same time. As a result, the guy lay on the ground in an enchanting posture and gave the four women a wink. .

"Just playing for a while."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingqing narrowed her eyes and smiled charmingly.

"Giant baby, go get some scissors, Han Qian! I will perform a circumcision on you."

The empress is worthy of being the empress, so Han Qian got up and ran away.

This bitch dares to say anything!

When going downstairs, the children playing in the basketball court had finished their morning practice. When they saw Han Qian coming, they all stood in two rows and shouted in unison.

"Master! I bow to my disciple."

Han Qian had a puzzled look on his face, while Yan Qingqing laughed loudly and was not ladylike at all. Then Tongyao found out that she was a student from No. 3 High School. He caught her and taught her a lesson. Han Qian scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered that he had forgotten. The car is parked in the underground garage.

The air after the rain was very fresh. Ji Jing opened the driver's door and raised her fingers to the nursery rhyme.

"Let's go, Teacher Tong, sister will take you to work."

"okay!"

Noisy after noisy, noisy after noisy, no one is stingy enough to embarrass anyone at work. Wen Nuan squinted at Han Qian and Yan Qingqing and said coldly.

"You two take a taxi! If you don't go to work, I won't take you there. It's annoying, it's annoying, it's annoying! Han Qian, keep your distance from Yan Hu, or I will complain to my mother."

It would be okay if Wen Nuan didn't say this. After finishing her words, Yan Qingqing hugged Han Qian's arm and said sweetly to Wen Wen.

"Don't worry, sister. I will take good care of your brother-in-law. I say goodbye."

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