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Chapter two hundred

The two things Xiong Erbo couldn't wait to say to Guo Guozhu were like stories told in a movie. He was secretly surprised.

Xiong Erbo obviously wanted to find someone to vomit, and at the same time, he was also worried.

Standing at the door of Guo Guozhu's house, Xiong Erbo looked around, kicked the rear bracket of the bicycle in vain, supported the car, and made a long talk. He was obviously much more awake. He sighed and said without hesitation: "Oh, it's mainly because he is five or six months pregnant. Otherwise, he must divorce."

Guo Guozhu was shocked and asked quickly: "Ah, I've been pregnant for five or six months..." He felt a little embarrassed, as if he couldn't say something about their age, "Five or six months? How long has it been for you kid been married?" He smiled. He could feel a little teasing and ridiculous in his words. But he calmed down immediately: "What's going on?"

Xiong Erbo sighed, revealing a rare confusion and helplessness: "Hi, I can't explain a word." He shook his head vigorously.

"I'm going to the house and say, I'm going to come in." Guo Guozhu lifted the door curtain.

Xiong Erbo kicked the car away again and walked out: "No, let's go to the door." He meant to go outside the yard and said.

As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, the sound of cars suddenly came to him. Xiong Erbo stood up with his car, took out a cigarette, thrust the lower part of the cigarette box with his index finger, pulled out one, and handed it to Guo Guozhu. Seeing that Guo Guozhu's hand was unhappy, he said, "Come on, haven't practiced it yet?" He looked disdainful. Xiong Erbo is Xiong Erbo. Even when he was in a mess, even in front of the old friend, he always had to find an opportunity to save it. "Not it, it's been so long, and I haven't learned it yet?" Then, he sighed again, and finally made up his mind and said, "I'm wondering why I encountered this matter, and I can't figure it out."

Guo Guozhu understood that what Xiong Erbo was talking about quarrel with his wife. But he was not clear about it. He could have a premonition that there was something else. Otherwise, he would not have come to him for several days. He didn't urge him and looked at Xiong Erbo. He found that Xiong Erbo hadn't seen him for several days, and his cheeks were sunken, obviously trying to get angry.

Xiong Erbo finally said: "Why? That morning, I was going to go to work," Generally speaking, people have this habit. When it comes to important things, details are indispensable. "I opened the drawer and found a notebook. As a result, I saw a piece of paper, which was the same as a letter paper. In fact, it was a letter paper. I picked it up and looked at it. At first, I didn't think it was. Later, the more I looked, the more I looked, the more I was getting worse." At this point, Xiong Erbo's voice actually trembled slightly. The pitiful voice. Not only Guo Guozhu couldn't bear to listen, but even Xiong Erbo complained about himself. Such a ridiculous trembling sound came out of his throat. It was so embarrassing. Fortunately, Guo Guozhu did not show any gloating expression. If he wanted to let others go, he had already started. Alas, somehow, he became sensitive.

Guo Guozhu was anxious to listen to the following and tried his best to ask calmly and plainly: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!
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