Jing Shaoqing couldn't laugh, so he took her into his arms: "It's okay, I'm not urging you, don't think too much. I know my mother called him, but I didn't expect him to appear so soon. I even hoped that he would never come back. I would have thought he was dead long ago. If he came back this time, he would be fine if he lived with my mother peacefully, and if he patted his butt and left again, my mother wouldn't be able to withstand it."

Chen Mengyao didn't know what to say: "I won't comfort people either. Why don't you just sit still? I'll take off my makeup and take a shower first. You didn't sleep well yesterday, go to bed early tonight, and I have to find a job tomorrow."

As soon as she stood up, Jing Shaoqing grabbed her: "Wash together..."

Chen Mengyao's face turned red: "What are you doing... I'm not used to it, so I'd better wash it separately, I'll be fine soon."

Jing Shaoqing refused to support her and hugged her into the bathroom, reached out to turn on the shower, and pressed her against the smooth wall.

The gradually hotter water washed over the two of them and then slowly slid on the ground. Soon the mirror in the bathroom was covered with a layer of white mist, reflecting the two of them's vague and entangled bodies...

Chen Mengyao held the wall with both hands, unbearably enduring the movements of Jing Shaoqing behind her, and faintly felt something strange. Although she was now facing Jing Shaoqing and could not see the expression on his face, she could feel that he was venting now, and it was more intense than before.

He never told her unhappy things. He always looked cynical in front of her, as if he didn't care about anything, and did everything just right. In fact, he was carrying a lot of pain in his heart, right?

It was not until late at night that the two of them returned to the bed. Chen Mengyao was so tired that she didn't want to move anymore. Her legs would tremble and she was trembling. However, Jing Shaoqing seemed to be very excited and continued to do whatever she wanted on her.

She really didn't want to interrupt him, wanted to make him happy, but she really couldn't bear it: "Jing Shaoqing... It's too late today, don't come? I can't do it anymore, I..."

Jing Shaoqing's waist had just sunk and couldn't stop: "The last time, I'll go to bed after I finish it. I want a baby, why haven't you been pregnant for so long? Have a baby for me...?"

Chen Mengyao was shocked: "It's too early? I'm in my early twenties, and everything will become different after giving birth. I'm around the child all day long, and I'm not free. You are so uncontrollable that you just want me to get pregnant, right? Let me tell you, I haven't had enough fun yet, no!"

Jing Shaoqing lowered her head and kissed her lips: "Don't worry, you are responsible for the childbirth, I am responsible for raising you, I will give you all the freedom you want."...

After the matter was over, Jing Shaoqing stood up and found that Chen Mengyao had fallen asleep at some point. No wonder she didn't move no matter what he said. He pinched her chubby cheeks in a doting way, got out of bed and walked to the living room to smoke. When he opened his phone, he found a new email, which was sent by the appraiser.

He hesitated for a moment, and then hesitated before he made up his mind to click in. When he saw the appraisal report, he breathed a sigh of relief. Yan Caixi's child was not his, and his one-and-two million was indeed used to solve the problem. He had no intention of recovering the money, just to pay for his ridiculous actions in the past.

He told Mu Tingchen the message in the form of information. When he received the message, Mu Tingchen was not asleep yet, but just raised the corners of his lips slightly and did not reply.

When Mu Tingchen looked out the window, he looked at the tree in the window garden facing his room. The branches and leaves seemed to be yellowing. Is the tree getting old or is it coming soon...? This winter, Wen Yan is still not by his side. I don’t know if she received the package he sent to her.

...

The next morning, Wen Yan was woken up by the courier's phone call. She yawned and opened the door to sign for it. Seeing that the courier was a small box or a small one, she could guess that it was sent by Mu Tingchen, but she didn't know what was inside...

He no longer continued to send flowers to her every day. She thought he had listened to her words, so where did he sing it?

After disassembling the express delivery, what caught my eye was an exquisite black gift box, with even a flower belt on it, but other than that, there was no brand logo, so it shouldn't be a valuable thing, right? She hesitated to open it, and she had already decided that if the thing was expensive, she wouldn't want it. But when she saw the content inside, she was a little confused. There was a dream catcher with exquisite braids and white feathers. A transparent hollow crystal ball of thumb-sized size was hung in the center ring, with white gray powder-shaped things sealed.
Chapter completed!