Chaucer gave a bowl of porridge to Xia Ning and put it in front of her. He also gave himself a bowl. He sat down and stirred the porridge. He suddenly asked: "Have you ever lived another man here?"

Xia Ning took a spoonful of hands and looked at Chaucer across from him. His dark tweezers showed a bit of depression. It was obviously what he was paying attention to. He looked at his clothes and apparently she understood why he had Ask this one.

"Yeah." Xia Ning responded with a porridge.

Joe's eyebrows are slightly tight and his chest is a bit stuffy.

According to the truth, when they were divorced, she had no relationship with him. Who made it to him that he had promised her divorce. Who told him that he was sorry for her and left her cold.

But when she thought that she was getting along with a man here, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Looking at Joe's slightly twisted brow, Xia Ning's eyeballs moved, and the voice said: "You care?"

Chaucer looked up and looked at Xia Ning's indifferent look. His eyebrows tightened and he bowed his head and said faintly: "It's all past."

He cares more, has not changed anything, it is better to cherish the eyes.

Listening to this, Xia Ning has an impulse to laugh, is this not a concern? When will he be jealous?

"There is a man who lived here, but that person is my dad."

Joe licked his hole and looked up at Xia Ning. He was wrong. Did he get it wrong?

Looking at Joe's astonished look, Xia Ning chuckled. "This is my former home. When I was a child, I lived with my father and my mother. Later, my father was gone. It also kept his appearance. His relics are also there, and you wear his clothes."

Chaucer glanced at his clothes and heard the mood when he entered the room this morning to see the clothes in the cabinet.

On the left side of the cabinet is the man's clothes, and the right side is a woman's, especially those women's clothes size is similar to that of Xia Ning. I think she used to be with a man here, you yell at me, do what they will do At the time of everything, he had an urge to burn them all.

It’s just now that he was sulking in the morning and it’s ridiculous.

"So, the pink room you slept last night was when you were a child?" Joe couldn't help but ask, when he woke up this morning, he saw the pink of the room, his scalp was numb, for a long time. Only get used to it.

He remembers that Xia Ning liked the princess color of pink in the past, but it changed later.

Xia Ning's eyes flashed a touch of emotion, very fast, people can not capture, she looked at Chaucer, smiled slightly, "Can't you? You seem to be very disgusted?"

"How come, we have a daughter in the future, I also give her a house full of pink atmosphere." Chaucer looked at Xia Ning, the darkness of the scorpion brightened.

daughter? Xia Ning's eyebrows tightened tightly, and she said lightly: "Let's go with the flow." She lowered her head and took a porridge.

"Yeah." Joe nodded and looked at Xia Ning. His eyes were soft and soft. He worked so hard and did not take measures. Her pregnancy is a matter of time.

However, there is something he cares about. He vaguely remembers that she met her when she was a child. She and her mother were poor and stumbled, living in the alley, eating three meals a day, and how to live in such a big villa.

He looked at Xia Ning, who was porridge on the opposite side, and suddenly asked: "Why did you and my mother leave here at that time?"

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