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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 2633

“Who are you going to fall in love with?”

“I want to fall in love with you.”

Jiang Qin glanced at her: “You are about to become a mother, and you still want to fall in love. Are you childish?”

Feng Nanshu looked at him cutting her nails and spoke softly: “You and I got married while we were still friends. It feels like a relationship is missing. They all say that falling in love is fun. I haven’t tried it, and I want to try it too. ”

“If you’ve never been in love, what’s the point of kissing someone like a dog?”

“But you didn’t even confess to me, so you bullied me into being spineless, knowing that I would agree to you no matter what.”

Jiang Qinxin said that he seemed to have married an incredible guy, and old scores had been wiped out.

Feng Nanshu couldn’t help but squint her eyes at this time, letting the spring wind blow by, scattering her long hair, and her long eyelashes kept fluttering.

Jiang Qin finished cutting her hands and then looked at her feet: “Do you want your toenails trimmed?”

“I won’t feed you.”

“I’m talking about Snips.”

Feng Nanshu shrank and looked at him slightly mischievously: “If you confess your love to me, I will give it to you.”

Jiang Qin reached out and pinched her little face: “Don’t slander me, I don’t like eating your little hooves.”

While he was talking, Feng Nanshu suddenly frowned, then couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth and looked at Jiang Qin: “Your daughter kicked me again.”

“when?”

“just.”

Jiang Qin put the nail clippers aside and couldn’t help but stick to her: “Is this girl so lively? Is she as naughty as you?”

Feng Nanshu thought for a while: “But they all say that my daughter’s personality is more like her father.”

“Like a dog like me? Isn’t that a little witch?”

It’s hard to say who my daughter looks more like, but in terms of personality, no matter who she looks like, she seems to be very clever.

If Jiang Qin was a bit more doggy, he didn’t even know if Jiang Ainan would dominate the kindergarten.

The daughter he imagined now was still based on the photos of the little rich woman when she was a child. His mind was full of miniature rich women running around.

“The rest of my life seems to be occupied by these two girls.”

“?”

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