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Chapter 210 Photos

Shuimu Huafu has completely changed.

The lawn in the yard has been planted and the workers are doing the final finishing.

The inside has almost been completed, and all kinds of home appliances and daily necessities have been installed.

Ji Tingyuan likes tranquility, and the whole design style is warm and quiet.

Cheng Wanci just picked up a painting, and Ji Tingyuan came over and snatched it away:

"Don't move, let me go."

“This is not heavy either.”

Ji Tingyuan took the painting and hung it on the wall.

Cheng Wanci quickly stopped him: "It's not here, this one is hung to the stairwell."

The stairs in Shuimu Huafu are built very domineeringly and appear relatively empty. Cheng Wanci and Ji Tingyuan chose some suitable paintings to fill in some gaps.

"Just go and hang up, stand and don't move." Ji Tingyuan directed the workers to lift the painting over.

Cheng Wanci said: "Don't be so nervous, the doctor also advised me to walk around more if I'm fine."

Ji Tingyuan said: "It's better to pay attention. I'll just hang up with the master. You can go over and sit for a while."

The master who was responsible for installing the painting was from the gallery. He also thought the two were a couple and said with a smile:

"You two have a good relationship. I didn't care so carefully when my wife was pregnant. No wonder she always said I was wood."

Cheng Wanci was embarrassed.

Ji Tingyuan said with a normal expression: "You misunderstood, this is my sister-in-law."

With this explanation, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law's expression became even more strange.

Cheng Wan didn't think so much about the poem. When Ji Tingyuan hanged the painting, the two went to the yard to see which places needed to be adjusted.

After that, Ji Tingyuan sent Cheng Wanci back to the studio.

Cheng Wanci invited him to sit in for a while, but Ji Tingyuan refused and said he wanted to go to the sanatorium to see Ning'er.

Dragging his tired body into the company, he saw Chu Wei standing by the window holding a cup of tea, looking outside in the direction where Ji Tingyuan left.

"Aren't you in Xinning? When did you come back?"

"just."

Cheng Wanci regrets: "Tingyuan is going to the sanatorium now, and I still want to notify you, but you are back first."

Chu Wei smiled and said, "This is probably called fate but no separation."

Cheng Wanci poured a glass of water himself, "You can also create fate yourself. It's almost the same in Shuimu Huafu. A batch of handicrafts will come tomorrow, so you can go."

"No, I'm busy." Chu Wei said: "Xining is also in the final stage. Some workers don't work hard without staring at it. The more they finish, the easier it is to have problems."

Cheng Wanci looked at her suspiciously: "Why do you feel disgusted with Ting Yuan?"

Chu Wei shrugged: "No, I mean keeping an appropriate distance, don't be too deliberate."

Cheng Wan's poems have pictures to do, so he won't talk to her: "Well, come on."

Chu Wei pinched the empty cup, and outside, Ji Tingyuan's car had already driven away.

Cheng Wanci no longer works overtime now, he gets off work on time and does not work overtime when he goes home.

Sometimes listen to music.

Ji Tingshen made her a piano, and she could play it every day, so she would treat it as a prenatal education.

It's almost the end of the year, Ji Tingshen is busy and every time he comes back, he is in the middle of the night.

Cheng Wanci felt the mattress next to him sink in his sleep, and moved to him: "Are you back?"

"Well, your wife, you sleep."

Ji Tingshen had already taken a shower and was about to lie down when his phone suddenly shook.

He looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock again.

When I opened the message, I was still the unfamiliar number and sent him a few more photos.

The protagonists of the photo are Cheng Wanci and Ji Tingyuan.

There are two pictures in total, one is two in Shuimu Huafu, and the other is two in Yishangge.

The same point in the two photos is that Ji Tingyuan put one hand behind Cheng Wanci's waist, which is a protective posture.
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