The little girl rubbed in his arms, and her expression became serious and serious: "Jiang Shu, I have grown up so much, but I have never had the concept of home."

Jiang Shu held her palm for a while: "From now on, you have it, Ningning."

Wen Ning raised her head, pulled a short distance from him, stretched out her slender fingers against his chest, poked, and said solemnly: "Last night, oh, no, I said the night before yesterday, the award ceremony was too crowded. More, I just agreed to give you face."

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows: "Baby, you can't talk nonsense, so many people are watching, do you still want to go back on it?"

He seemed to have thought of something, smirked and said, "Do you think there are other men in Hancheng who dare to touch you besides me now?"

Selfishly, a large part of the reason why he made it public is also for this reason, to tell everyone that Wen Ning is his person, and if he dares to think anything wrong, that is, he can't get along with his Jiang family, and he can't get along with Jiang Shu.

The person with such courage has not been born yet, and Wen Ning belongs to him alone.

Wen Ning milk snorted fiercely: "So you have to treat me well, or later... swept out the door!"

"Tsk" Jiang Shu laughed softly, pinching her soft cheeks, "So fierce, little girl, is this hostess's attitude assumed?"

But also, he has already given her wherever his eyes go now, and she is the real master here.

"Okay, then I must be honest and serve the little ancestor."

Wen Ning raised her chin a little proudly, but for a moment, she wanted to kick him with her foot: "Take your hand out!"

Jiang Shu was very aggrieved: "Touch what's wrong..."

"Kicking people so vigorously, it seems that I still love you too much. I will learn a lesson tonight and continue to work hard."

Wen Ning swears from the bottom of her heart that she has never seen a man more shameless than him in her life.

The two hugged and talked for a while, Wen Ning's stomach growled with hunger, Jiang Shu wanted to laugh when he heard it, and was almost pushed under the bed by her: "Isn't it all your fault?!"

"What's my fault?" he asked with a smirk.

Wen Ning was shy and angry: "You still ask! Jiang Shu, haven't you written enough review papers?"

Jiang Shu laughed until his chest trembled. He resigned himself to get out of bed to find food for his aunt. His upper body was naked, and he only wore loose pajama pants. The lines seemed to be quite smooth and strong, but... there were more scratches on the top... …

Wen Ning watched her "masterpiece", her heartbeat accelerated for no reason.

Jiang Shu didn't realize the look in her eyes, and after saying "I didn't write enough, I'll write for you for the rest of my life", then looked down at the ground and sighed softly.

Wen Ning asked smoothly: "What are you sighing, do you regret it? If you regret it, you—"

Before she finished speaking, she turned to the bedside and followed Jiang Shu's eyes to look at the ground.

The voice stopped immediately.

On the fluffy carpet, there was one... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... maybe a dozen or so...

Wen Ning didn't have the thick skin of Jiang Shu, so he didn't dare to take another look.

"I don't know, whether it's a girl or a boy here." Jiang Shu looked pity.

Wen Ning: "..."

Jiang Shu looked up at her: "Baby, shall we have a daughter too? She looks like you, she must be well-behaved and beautiful."

Wen Ning teased him deliberately: "Then you bought something in the trunk last night for nothing?"

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows with an expression of "You look down on Lao Tzu": "That's all, it will last at most three or five days, no, we will have to see the bottom tomorrow."

Wen Ning: "..."

Chapter 92

Wen Ning was lying on the bed, raised her head, Jiang Shu looked at the ground and then at her, leaned down to kiss her on the lips, then turned to the cloakroom, and casually pulled out a piece of home clothes and put it on .

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

Wen Ning was still obediently lying on the bed, unwilling to move. After all, she hadn't been there for half a year, and she suddenly became ruthless, and everyone was a little tired.

She nodded: "Well...don't want to move..."

Jiang Shu hooked his lips: "What do you want to do, lie down and sleep for a while, and I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Wrapped in the quilt, Wen Ning rolled over comfortably, her eyes were crooked with a smile, and her voice was also glutinous: "Okay, are you doing it?"

"Well, Xu Ma is not here." Jiang Shu took it for granted, "You only have me."

Wen Ning stuck out her little tongue playfully.

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows: "But don't worry, I have almost practiced your skills in your hand, and I can serve you."

Wen Ning laughed softly: "I didn't say anything, President Jiang is the best."

Jiang Shu's face suddenly changed to a serious face: "Don't give me President Jiang's again, shout again, don't eat the meal, I'll deal with you directly."

Wen Ning looked at him shyly without fear.

The curvature of Jiang Shu's lips never slowed down, and he smiled wickedly: "Come on, call my husband to listen."

Wen Ning's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, this title, even when she was not divorced before, she never had the opportunity and courage to call it.

The little girl was so ashamed that she got into the quilt, and the voice from the quilt was muffled: "I'll try your latest craftsmanship later."

Jiang Shu smiled dotingly and let her go.

Go downstairs by yourself to toss food for the little ancestor.

Wen Ning slept for a long time, and chatted with him for such a long time, her heart beat faster for a while, and her face flushed with shame, but now she has no sleep at all.

She only rolled on the bed for a few minutes, then sat up and grabbed the clothes Jiang Shu had prepared for her from the pillow.

After changing it, found out that this man is so shameless.

It was his own shirt for her.

Not even pants...

Wen Ning puffed out her cheeks, and simply didn't bother to change it.