"I'll see if it hurts or not." Jiang Shu's voice was indifferent. After checking all of them, he felt relieved.

The bleeding part in the previous video showed no signs of being injured at all, but fortunately, it was really just a special effect that needed to be added for filming.

Wen Ning stuck out her tongue, and she reached out and touched the place again: "Oh, it's really transformed, don't worry."

"Can I not worry? I've never been willing to tell me when I've been bullied. Every time I see it with my own eyes, it counts, fool." Jiang Shu gently pinched the tender flesh on her cheek, and the words seemed reproachful. , is actually a deep concern.

How could Wen Ning not know this truth, the little girl moved forward a little in the posture of two people, wrapped her hands around the man in front of her, just hugged his thigh, then raised her head and knocked her chin on him On the belt, he touted him with a smile: "It's said that President Jiang protects me, how can anyone dare to bully me."

Jiang Shu lowered his eyes, stared at her cute little appearance, and then looked at the position where her chin was touching, her throat was a little dry: "If you move your chin down a little bit, President Jiang can't help but want to bully you. ."

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, her eyes swept down, and her cheeks suddenly turned red: "...rogue."

I want to be a father, but I'm still so shameless. How can it be good to go on prenatal education like this? The baby has to learn from the bad father.

Wen Ningjiao glared at him angrily, and reached out and patted him, but she was patted somewhere.

Jiang Shu laughed lowly, and his laughter was so deep that it made one's heart itch: "Try to shoot the key points again? I'll do it for you on the spot."

Wen Ning: "..."

Wen Ning hasn't planned to tell him about her pregnancy at this moment. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and she wants to save the surprise for a special moment.

I don't know what Jiang Shu's expression will be when he hears it. He should be happy, right? He had said more than once before that he wanted to have a daughter with her, although she didn't know whether it was a daughter or a boy in his belly, but it was a gift from God to them both.

Still in duplicate.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Jiang Shu got up very early.

Wen Ning has been accustomed to some problems that he did not have in the past half a year, staying in bed day by day, Jiang Shu hurt her, and was reluctant to wake her up.

When the little girl dawdled, Jiang Shu had been busy downstairs for two hours.

Wen Ning was stunned for a while, and Jiang Shu happened to bring a cup of warm milk in: "Are you still sleeping?"

Wen Ning shook her head obediently.

Jiang Shu walked to the bed, leaned over, picked him up, and went to the bathroom.

"Wash your face and brush your teeth, and come out for breakfast in a while."

Wen Ning made two "hmmm" and took the mouthwash cup full of water and the toothbrush squeezed with toothpaste from his hands, not obedient.

Jiang Shu leaned against the wall, smiled lazily, and said in a low voice, "It's like taking a daughter."

"..." Wen Ning turned around and glared at him with a mouth full of foam, but she was thinking, if she wants to take her daughter, maybe she will have a chance in a few months, "You should practice your hands first."

She mumbled something.

"What?" Jiang Shu didn't hear clearly.

"nothing."

After Wen Ning finished washing, Jiang Shu took a set of girls' clothes from the cloakroom and said, "Change this later."

Wen Ning took it from him in a daze and glanced at it. It was a style she liked, but she had never seen it before.

Seeing her puzzled face, Jiang Shu simply explained: "On New Year's Eve, I have to wear new clothes, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, it's a custom."

Wen Ning suddenly realized "Oh" and said casually, "I don't know, I haven't celebrated Chinese New Year before."

Speaking without intention, the listener is intentional.

Jiang Shu felt distressed for no reason, and surrounded people from behind: "We will have a good time every year from now on, okay?"

Wen Ning tilted her head, looked up at him, nodded, and took the initiative to tiptoe to touch his lips.

Jiang Shu chuckled: "When you grow up a year, you have become more sensible."

Wen Ning poked him twice with her elbow and ran to the cloakroom to change into new clothes.

Wen Ning changed her clothes and came out, drank milk and ate breakfast, and followed Jiang Shu downstairs to find that this man seemed to have everything he needed for the New Year.

It's just that didn't take it out before, and the night passed, and the downstairs became a prosperous and festive.

Wen Ning walked around to the long table in the hall and looked at the couplet: "When did you buy it? Why didn't I find it."

Jiang Shu: "When some people hide from the studio to film, I have nothing to do, so I prepare these first."

Wen Ning pouted and tried to defend herself: "I'm hiding, I'm going to make money for milk powder!"

"Do you still need to earn the money for milk powder? Worry about it." Jiang Shu took the Spring Festival couplets from her, took the person to his side and rubbed her hair, "Come with me to paste the Spring Festival couplets."

As Jiang Shu walked, he took out his cell phone, turned it off, and put the cell phone in Wen Ning's hand.

Wen Ning didn't know what he meant: "Huh?"

Jiang Shu said lightly: "This year's New Year's Eve, there will be no more phone calls, and there will be no New Year's Eve every year in the future."

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant.

One year ago today, he answered the phone and left without looking back. No matter how she begged, she couldn't leave him behind. Later, she also left without looking back.

He was guaranteeing that he was afraid that she would recall bad memories and make her feel at ease.

Wen Ning hugged his arm and followed him. As soon as he walked out of the villa's door, he saw Hee Hee strolling in the small garden outside.

He was dressed in prosperous clothes, the hair on the top of his head was tied with a twisted chirp, and a delicate Chinese|national knot was tied on the top.

Wen Ning laughed when she saw the "poof", squatted down, spread her hands and let Hee Hee come over: "Jiang Shu, is this what you stabbed?"

"Ang", Jiang Shu replied uncomfortably, he was a little embarrassed when he did it as a big man.