Cheng Ning felt sad when this matter was mentioned.
That night, his red eyes and misty eyes reappeared in her mind, and she hugged him tighter in distress.
Pei Mochen said, "If you know you're wrong, just serve him well."
Finally, after an unknown number of times, he stopped, and Pei Mochen put the person he was holding on the sink.
Turning around and wrapping the bath towel around his body, he bent down and turned on the faucet to fill the bathtub with water.
After the water temperature was almost adjusted, he put Cheng Ningyou into the bathtub, poured hot water on her body, and scrubbed her gently.
His fingers traced ambiguous marks, and the corners of his mouth raised higher and higher, he was very satisfied with his performance.
Nian Nian didn't come back until dinner time.
Lao Chen sent him into the house. After he entered, he glanced at Pei Moden who came out of the kitchen in an apron.
Very unfriendly attitude!
"Nian Nian." Pei Mochen bent down and picked up Nian Nian.
Nian Nian was little, she didn't move that quickly and didn't have time to dodge.
He was hugged by Pei Mochen and looked at him with disdain.
Hey, this guy is more vindictive than that little girl.
The little girl puts everything on her face and her mouth, but he just said nothing and expressed it with his attitude.
When Cheng Ningyou heard that Niannian was back, she hurriedly came out of the room. When she saw Uncle Chen was about to leave, she greeted politely, "Uncle Chen, please stay for dinner."
Uncle Chen said, "No, Miss, I'll leave first."
"Where did this kid ask you to take him to today?" Cheng Ning was particularly curious about this matter. This kid had only been back for a few days and he didn't have many friends, just his classmates in the kindergarten.
Where can I go?
Niannian didn't seem to be very relieved about Old Chen. When his mother asked him, he immediately gave Uncle Chen a look.
Uncle Chen smiled naively and said, "I just took the young master outside to relax. He said he was in a bad mood."
"Is he in a bad mood?" Cheng Ning was puzzled.
Why should such a young person be in a bad mood? He is not trapped by love, he is not worried about money, and he is not under the pressure of study. How can he be in a bad mood?
Something is wrong, I always feel like something is wrong.
Looking at the little guy's face, she seemed to smell a conspiracy. It was definitely a conspiracy.
During dinner, Pei Mochen very considerately helped Cheng Ningyou and his wife, the three of them, with the food and vegetables. He was definitely a good husband and father.
After the two little guys had eaten, they went to the sofa to watch TV. Pei Mochen and Cheng Ningyou were the only ones left at the dining table.
Such a happy life with her and children is what Pei Mochen has been looking forward to all the time in the past ten years, especially in the past five years.
"Stop drawing those novel and comic manuscripts and come to the company."
As he spoke, he put a piece of tofu into Cheng Ningyou's bowl. Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, he knew that she must have stayed up late again to finish the manuscript.
"Yangyang, I have my own ideas." Cheng Ningyou lowered his head to eat and didn't even raise his head when he spoke.
It's just that the chewing movement in my mouth has become much slower unconsciously.
My thoughts were a little lost.
Pei Mochen angrily put another piece of sweet and sour fish into her bowl, "My woman, you don't need to work so hard."
In one sentence, my woman is both domineering and domineering.
Besides, the friendship still has her shares, and the company has already been on track. Even if she does nothing, she can just wait for the dividends to be paid out at the end of each year.
When Cheng Ningyou heard this, her hand holding the bowl and chopsticks suddenly trembled, and she raised her head with some unfinished meat in her mouth.
