Chapter 1170: Another Teacher Xia Yang (2)

Normal wedding?
Shui Anluo reached out and held Chu Qiyi's arm. "Chu, you have the final say, you have the final decision."
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
Daughter-in-law, the brain is a good thing, I hope you have one.
Baby:"……"
Mommy, martial arts is a good thing, I hope you have one!
I have a husband in my head, and I ca n’t eat it.
So she stopped.
"Actually, I don't think the wedding is necessary any more, hasn't it been done once before?" Shui Anluo reached out and took a bath for the baby, and said.
Chu Cuiyi looked down at Shui Anluo. For the first time, his face was ugly, and he ran away halfway. The night of the cave house was also a mess, how could it be considered a wedding?
"Waiting to be your bride, there are so many questions." Chu Cuiyi said, and put a kiss on her forehead.
"Then you say that Lafayette and Feng Feng are really out of play?" Shui Anluo changed the subject.
Chu Muyi paused, thinking about Fengfeng.
"The two of them are now two snails, or they are each retracting the snails in their shells. Each time they reach out, they see not each other, but Qi Rou standing in the middle, and then they will retract. Chu Cuiyi used the simplest metaphor to tell her daughter-in-law.
"Can't Sister Qi Rou leave?"
"The grave is blocking your way. Would you detour it yourself, or let the grave do it for you?"
amount--
In this analogy, Shui Anluo has nothing to say.
"That's not saved me," Shui Anluo said helplessly.
"It depends on who is not afraid of the pain. Take a detour and take the lead to bypass Qi Rou. Don't forget that it was the two of them who joined forces to kill Qi Rou. This is a taboo." Chu Cuiyi said seriously.
He never analyzes the feelings of others seriously, but Qiao Yaruan is different. She is Shui Anluo's best friend and Feng Feng is different. She is her brother.
The more Shui Anluo listened to, the more chilling he felt, that is, he really wasn't saved.
Although Qi Rou was gone, she was like a window paper, and no one dared to touch the window paper.
After Shui Anluo talked with Chu Cuiyi about this, he was always panic in his heart, and from time to time asked: Is there really no drama?
Get Chu Jiyi nodded, and continued to feel heartache.
"Aren't you Fengfeng his brother? You can't help them?" Shui Anluo asked after the baby fell asleep.
Chu Muyi shook his head.
"Then we can all break the mirror and re-form." Shui Anluo continued.
"Because we have a son as a premise, because of him, we have time to get along, and getting along is the best way to resolve contradictions, but they have no reason to get along."
Chu Cuiyi has been analyzing her reasonably.
So Shui Anluo was so distressed that he pulled the quilt directly and covered himself. "I'll give them some medicine in a hurry."
Chu Cuiyi: "..."
"It's not necessary to get medicine." Chu Cuiyi said rationally.
"Then I'll go down a few more times and see her like this, I'm uncomfortable!" Shui Anluo said, turning his back directly to Chu Muyi and sleeping.
Chu Cuiyi has nothing to say this time.
At this time, Qiao Yaruan, who was still at home, was lying on the bed because of a stomachache. She didn't dare to look at the mobile phone, because every time he looked at the mobile phone, he would see his news, and then his heart would suddenly hurt.
She's had enough of this pain now, so it probably won't hurt if she doesn't see it.
"Sleeping, it's okay, just take good care of Yun Xin and the children." The voice of a godmother came from the door.
Concerned about her, in addition to Shui Anluo, probably only the An family.