The bracelet, but she has been carrying it since she met Tang’s mother.
It is not an exaggeration to say it is a family heirloom.
He was willing to take it off and put it on for her.
"Thank you mom."
Wave your hand and watch the plane until it flies away, waving your right hand without stopping.
Tang Jingze's mouth smirked, "What? Are you going to become a lucky cat?"
He was about to leave and took her hand.
Song Nanqiao looked at his big hand wrapped around his little hand.
A smile filled with happiness.
"Are you full?"
He nodded.
“Is it delicious?”
He continued to nod.
"Do you still want to eat in the future?"
He then nodded.
Song Nanqiao felt that it would be meaningless if he continued to ask.
He simply stopped talking and let him lead her into the car.
Put on your seat belt and wait for Tang Jingze to start the engine.
He suddenly turned around, and his amplified handsome face almost made her scream.
The man changed his tone and his dark eyes stared at her for a moment.
"What are you going to do?"
She couldn't help but leaned back, avoiding his scorching gaze.
Tang Jingzeyang smiled, "Are you blushing?"
“Where is it?”
She reached out to touch her face, it was a bit hot.
Tang Jingze laughed out loud, he raised his hand and held her tenderness, "What did my mother say to you?"
She lowered her eyes and said nothing.
He bent down and dropped a kiss on her forehead.
"We'll have a baby tonight."
This was an invitation, and Song Nanqiao's heart couldn't help but beat violently.
"Nanjo, I feel your heartbeats very fast."
He laughed and couldn't help but tease.
In a daze, Tang Jingze stepped back, but his eyes were still fixed on her, saying word by word: "We want a child. If the child is born, you don't want to care. Leave it to your parents or hire a nanny. I have thought about it carefully. It's best if you can have two, so that they won't be lonely."
He looks serious, as if he has made plans for the future.
She was in a fog.
Have a baby?
It seems that this topic has been around him and her.
The night was hazy, and it was snowing in the sky at some point.
This winter, the first snow.
The two returned to the villa together. Song Nanqiao went to take a shower first. When she walked out, Tang Jingze stood leaning against the balcony and leaning on the side.
She wore a thin bathrobe and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony.
The snowflakes hit me, and Song Nanqiao couldn't help but tremble coldly, "What are you thinking? Go take a shower, the water has been put for you."
Tang Jingze looked into the distance, and snowflakes were everywhere, quietly and colorful in the night sky.
"The snow will melt, what about the bond in my heart?"
His tone was erratic, as if he was asking back or asking himself.
Song Nanqiao didn't understand, "What?"
He chuckled and looked down, "Nothing?"
She frowned, raised her face, and her half-dry hair spread behind her.
Tang Jingze's eyes sterned, "Why did the hair come out before it was dry?"
He was suddenly hugged and he hugged Song Nanqiao back into the room.
He took a hair dryer and let her lie on her lap and blow her hair.
Song Nanqiao held his hand and said, "I'll do it myself, you go and take a shower."
"I'll wait."
He smiled and insisted.
Song Nanqiao had no choice but to let go and quietly enjoy the sweetness of being served by him.
Tang Jingze was very close to her, and she couldn't help but sigh, how could there be such a beautiful man in this world?
He raised his hand and stroked his fingertips to the corner of his eyebrows.
His eyes fell to her, and his eyes touched each other, and Tang Jingze's lips curled up a smile.
He blew dry her hair, held her and put it on the bed, gave her a quilt under her armpits, got up and walked towards the bathroom.
Ten minutes later.
Tang Jingze took a shower, pulled up the curtains, turned off the lights in the room, and then got on the bed.
Song Nanqiao felt a piece of bed sinking into the edge of the bed, and she nervously held her hands.
He lay beside her and did not make any moves.
After a long time.
Song Nanqiao took a bold move, leaned over and pecked at the corner of his mouth.
Tang Jingze's eyelids moved, "You are tempting me to commit a crime."
She bit her lower lip and didn't speak.
He reached out to her.
Song Nanqiao followed the opportunity to lie on his chest.
"Can you speak more tactfully? It's always so inappropriate, or are you men like this?"
Tang Jingze smiled slightly, "What are you doing when talking to my wife and pretending to be gentle? Could it be that you like the foolish lumps?"
She pouted and was full of gamble. "If you don't have a smile on your face, you know how to bully me."
He whispered lightly, raised his hand to push away the broken hair on her forehead, "I really want to bully you now, why don't you try it?"
The ambiguous aura was chaotic, and his suppressed desire was completely aroused.
Song Nanqiao's breathing suddenly tightened, and Tang Jingze had turned over and kissed her lips.
Almost at the same time, she hugged him and fought with him.
She trembled and delivered herself to him completely.
When he was most moved, he vomited in her ear, "Nan Qiao, thank you."
In fact, she wanted to hear the other three words more, but it seemed that this was enough.
That night, we both tasted joy that we had never had before. The so-called mutual affection, and the satisfaction in our hearts is more than the happiness of our senses.
………
Tang Jingze recently seems to have been obsessed with taking her to various restaurants. No matter what she eats, she is just two people, quiet, discussing and studying.
He said he would find inspiration for her and prepare for the Bishenda Gaolu Restaurant.
steak?
Will the restaurant launch this in the future?
Her head felt a thrilling pain, and she couldn't think of the special features. It seemed that she had to have everything others wanted.
"I feel that your thinking is a bit problematic. Our restaurant is based on health, green and pollution-free as its theme. Why do we have to integrate..."
Before she could finish her words, the two of them started arguing for no reason at the distance by the window.
The voice was a little familiar, and she stopped everything below. Her eyes turned directly. She saw Sheng Sheng being thrown aside by a man, and pointed at her nose and shouted with great rudeness.
"I tell you, I have been tolerating you for a long time. I ask you every day when you will go back with me. You are busy with work and work. Now I have to keep working and divorced. Do you understand?"
divorce?
Song Nanqiao's eyes instantly glared as big as a copper bell.
She never expected that Sheng Sheng would marry a handsome mixed-race man.
It sounds like it seems that Sheng Sheng is busy with work, which leads to instability in the marriage relationship. This man is violent towards Sheng Sheng.
"Jackry, listen to me, it's really not intentionally going against your parents' wishes, but I also have my career. No matter how busy you are at work, can I be a free wife and mother, guarding pots and pans at home every day? This is a new era and a new century of life. Please don't be so rigid?"
"Okay, don't say it anymore. Your job is the most important. I have heard it clearly. Then I ask you to ask me when Song Nanqiao can cooperate with the Song Group, why are you reluctant to say it? Are you not the second-in-command? Why can't you even do this? Song Group cannot get married, how should I cooperate with the Tang Group in the future? You can't do it. What's the use of me? "
Chapter completed!