Xu Xintan and Lin Zhansheng have been married for many years.
They had a fight recently.
"The worst case scenario is divorce!"
Xu Xintan dropped these words and watched Lin Zhansheng rush out of the door.
From the time they met when they were students to now, they have gone through a lot before they got together. Xu Xintan didn't expect Lin Zhansheng to be so cold and heartless!
After making a phone call with her friend, Xu Xintan curled up on the sofa and sulked while staring at her cell phone that had not sent any messages.
"Liar, big liar!"
He groaned and held back the tears while falling into a drowsy sleep. Xu Shengtan woke up from his dream and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.
You won't encounter ghosts pressing down on your bed, right? !
When he dared to open his eyes, Xu Xintan found that his chest was being pressed tightly by something. He tried to move it, but the thing suddenly lit up!
Good news: It's not a ghost...
Bad news: it looks like what's on top of him is his cell phone!
It's actually a mobile phone? How could it be a mobile phone? !
Depend on! What's going on?
When Xu Xintan came to his senses and crawled out from under the phone, he looked at the phone and then at himself...
Oh my god, I have actually become smaller! So small!
Isn't he dreaming?
The sound of the door opening disrupted his chaotic thoughts. Xu Xintan, who was trying to wake himself up from his dream, turned his head and saw his husband running in hastily.
"Wife, where are you? Xinxin?"
Just watching speechlessly, Lin Zhansheng searched all over the house but couldn't find anyone. Xu Xintan's voice became smaller and hoarse, but he still couldn't hear it. There was nothing he could do, so Xu Xintan called him at home.
Lin Zhansheng responded instantly: "Hey, Xinxin, where are you?"
"Home."
"How is it possible? I didn't see you at home."
"Are you looking carefully on the sofa?"
After listening to his words, Lin Zhansheng looked towards the sofa and finally saw his wife's illuminated mobile phone, and... Sitting next to the mobile phone with her hands on her hips, his angry little wife.
Lin Zhansheng: "No, where is my eldest wife?"
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Small theater:
After becoming smaller, Xu Xintan drew with her iPad, but she was not satisfied with how she drew.
Lin Zhansheng stood behind him and studied the entangled movements of the people in the painting, and calmly gave advice: "If you are not good at painting, it is better to practice it to inspire inspiration."
Practice? What to practice...
Lin Zhansheng held the villain in his palm and rubbed it gently, "Xinxin, is that so?"
Xu Xintan: "I'm going to... I'm going to slide down."
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Pre-receipt: "The Fake Young Master Is a Coward"
1.
Before it was discovered that he was the fake young master of the Xiang family, everyone said that Xiang Qiu had a good life.
He is as handsome as a doll, but he is still a arrogant young man who was born on the top of the pyramid and is so pampered that he doesn't even know what a dollar is.
After it was discovered that he was the fake young master of the Xiang family, everyone was waiting to see the fun.
It seems that it is natural that Xiang Qiu will be kicked out, sooner or later.
But Xiang Qiu was only six years old. He had been frail and sick since he was a child, and he had been raised in the palm of his hand to protect him. The Xiang family could not bear to send him back to suffer, nor could they bear to let his own son wander away.
It's better to raise one or both, but it's best to raise them together.
2.
Who would have thought that something would happen to the real young master on his first day back home.
Xiang Qiu listened to the nanny's words to scare him, ran out and got caught in the rain, and developed a high fever that night. Everyone was busy looking for him to take care of him, ignoring Shen Xingzhi who had just arrived home.
Xiang's parents: Honey, I'm sorry.
Shen Xingzhi only cares: Where is my room?
Xiang's father and Xiang's mother were afraid that there would be a gap between the two children, so they planned to send Xiang Qiu to his grandfather's house to recuperate for a few days.
Finally, when they opened the bedroom door, Xiang's parents were stunned. They saw Shen Xingzhi, who had been cold and arrogant just now, sitting by the bed, feeding Xiang Qiu water carefully one spoon at a time.
Shen Xingzhi wiped away the water that had flowed onto Xiang Qiu's chin and asked, "Do you still want to drink?"
Xiang Qiu, who usually feels like drinking water will kill him: "Drink!"
3.
The eviction never happened.
But Shen Xingzhi had a beautiful, fluffy little tail behind him.
Little Taiwei was in poor health. He was not only squeamish and willful, but also loved to shed tears of grievance. Shen Xingzhi coaxed him to take medicine, worried about his diet, and treated people like fragile glass dolls that he wanted to hold in his mouth.
It lasts for more than ten years after being raised.
Everyone in the circle knows that the real young master and the fake young master of the Xiang family have broken bones and connected tendons, and no one can live without the other.
Xiang Qiu's life is better.
Intention: Positive and positive energy
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