My ex-wife's name is Nuo Lan in love apartment

Chapter 17 17. I will still be busy today
Five p.m.

There was a hasty knock on the door of the villa.

Naomi opened the door.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm a friend of the hostess here. My name is Qin Yumo." Panting, Qin Yumo introduced himself to Xin Xianglan.

"I've heard of you, and Lanlan mentioned you." Nuomu smiled and turned her body sideways to let Yumo in.

"Auntie, is Nuolan back? I don't think she's in a good state of mind today. I'm not at ease, so I came here to see her."

Yu Mo clutched his chest, he was running a little too fast just now, he was given a few mouthfuls of cold wind, and his breathing was not smooth.

Of course, in situations like Qin Yumo's, it's also possible that the trouble was caused by too big breasts.

DuangDuangDuang when running!

"Lan Lan, she's upstairs. She... is a little sad. You are her friend. Can you help Auntie persuade her?" Nuomu said softly.

"Look at what you said, I'll go and have a look."

Yu Mo went upstairs.

Old Ji who was sitting beside him sighed.

"What's the use of a girl? You have to tie the bell to untie it, and Xiao Qinlai is pretty much the same." The old man muttered, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Hey, how did you know you called him Xiaoqin at this time? Didn't you call him Xiaochi?" Nuo's mother was angry.

Old Ji was choked and speechless.

"Okay, don't stay here, go back home and get some of my daily necessities. I'm going to stay here for a few days." Nuomu directed Lao Ji.

"What about me?" Lao Ji asked aggrievedly.

"Will you come or not!"

Old Ji went back to pack his things.

It's five o'clock, Nuomu went into the kitchen, ready to make dinner.

On the dining table, there was also the meal that Qin Yu made for her at noon today, including dry-stir-fried beef, pork knuckle with ginger, and a green spinach.

Although the dishes are cold, you can still see that they look delicious when they are hot.

"It's really a pity that I am such a good son-in-law."

Nuomu sighed like this in a place where no one was around.

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"Nuolan, Nuolan. Are you in the room? It's me, Qin Yumo." Qin Yumo stood at the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and knocked.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Nuo Lan's voice came, cold and emotionless.

Qin Yumo gently pushed open the door, and what she saw was Nuo Lan with disheveled hair and red and swollen eyes.

At that time, the light of dusk came in from the window sill, and the light hit Nuo Lan's body. Qin Yumo's heart ached for the broken feeling.

Nuolan sat cross-legged on the big bed, holding a photo frame in her arms.

"He didn't even take a group photo with him." Nuo Lan murmured.

Qin Yumo came over and sat beside her, with his back to Nuo Lan.

"Old Qin is so cruel." Qin Yumo said with emotion.

"You are not allowed to say that about him." Nuo Lan said in a bad tone.

"Hey, hey, I'm kind enough to comfort you." Qin Yumo turned his head, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Okay, okay, you, I don't know what to say about you. What's the use of being aggressive with me now? If you had done less in the past, you wouldn't be like this."

What is a girlfriend, this is a girlfriend.

The other party knew that they were not white lotuses, and the other party also knew clearly about some old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

"Don't laugh at me either, go and see how the overfed housewives in the community organize you..." At this moment, Nuo Lan was like a hedgehog.

At this moment, no matter whether Nuolan's hand extended towards her wanted to grab her to torture her, or touch her to comfort her, she always used her thorns to pierce and attack her.

"Ji Nuolan! You are fucking sick!" Qin Yumo stood up fiercely, Nuolan was really sharp-tongued, and she was able to say "You are all from an orphanage, so what are you family members?" Qin Yu's lungs hurt from the poking.

Now she can also use this sentence to reveal the topic that Qin Yumo tried to avoid.

What did the housewives arrange for Qin Yumo?Didn't it make up that she was a woman raised by Richard, a third or fourth or fifth child raised in the Lishui community...

Qin Yumo was so angry that her chest hurt, and her eyes hurt as if stimulated by the light of dusk. Her tears also flowed down silently...

Then Qin Yumo fell on Nuo Lan's body, pinching her and crying.

Then the two women hugged each other and cried.

amazing!
While crying, Nuo Lan repeatedly said in Qin Yumo's ear, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

Outside the door, Lao Ji who had packed up his things and came back was dumbfounded.

Why is Qin Yumo crying too?Do you empathize with Lanlan so much?

Lao Ji was dangling in front of his daughter's room, wanting to go in but not daring to go in.

This time he made a big fuss. If he had let her come back without leaving any trouble that night, perhaps the matter would not have developed to this point.

Now, not only Nuo Lan is regretting it, but Lao Ji is also regretting it, but Nuo Mu, who usually has a good relationship with Qin Yu, does not regret it.

It's really weird to say the least.

"Come down for dinner!"

Downstairs, Nuo Mu greeted the three of them to go downstairs for dinner.

But no one came down.

"I reheated some of the dishes that Xiaoqin cooked for lunch today, and if I don't eat them, I'll throw them in the trash later!"

After Nuo Mu finished shouting, after a while, Nuo Lan led Yu Mo down, and Lao Ji followed behind.

Hey!My wife really has a trick, I thought my daughter would not eat or drink.

The four sat around the dining table, as if they were not used to it, Nuo Lan looked around.

"Dad, your place is Qin Yu's place."

"What?" Lao Ji hadn't realized it yet, this is Qin Yu's seat, so I can't sit?

Nuomu pulled him up and changed his position.

Seeing that the seat was vacant, Nuo Lan stopped talking.

The four of them started eating.

In the heat of the meal, the tears on someone's face were hard to see, but everyone knew that she was crying.

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The next morning.

Qin Yumo, who had recovered to normal, appeared in the courtyard of Nuolan Villa again.

"Uncle and aunt, wake up so early!"

Qin Yumo greeted Nuolan's parents full of energy.

"Good morning, Yumo, I'm getting older and less sleepy." Nuomu replied with a smile.

"Oh, look, look, these two people really don't know how to live, the weeds in the yard are so tall, and they don't know how to trim them;
And this and this, the swing set for my daughter climbed on the vines;
The same is true for the swimming pool, which is not cleaned up when it is not used in winter. The pool is full of fallen leaves, and it will take a lot of effort to take care of it next summer, really! "

Lao Ji took a walk in the courtyard, making complaints about Qin Yu and Nuolan's inability to take care of the yard.

"Don't just talk about it there. If your hands are itchy, you can go to the warehouse and get a pair of scissors to trim them yourself." Nuomu replied.

Qin Yumo stood aside and smiled awkwardly.

"Let's go, I'll accompany you into the house to see Lan Lan." Nuomu took Yu Mo's hand.

"it is good."

"Lan Lan, Lan Lan! Are you still up?"

Nuomu knocked on the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

"I guess he hasn't gotten up yet, after all..." Yu Mo found a step for Nuo Lan.

"Woke up."

Nuolan opened the door. She was wearing professional makeup, bright and domineering, her long hair was tied up, and her lips were painted with bright red lipstick.

An ol skirt, easy to handle the workplace.

The eyes are a bit red and swollen, so it is obvious that the makeup around the eyes is very thick.

"Mom, I won't eat breakfast. Yu Mo, don't worry about anything, I will still be very busy today."

　Hehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)