"What are you going to do with her?"

Ji Heng got up from the chair, took his coat casually, and strode out.

"I'll do what I have to do."

Ji Anyang sat in place and slowly frowned.

If he is only responsible for Yang Mengyao, then who is the woman he really loves in his heart?

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Ji Zhai.

"Ji Heng, tonight, try my craft, okay?"

As soon as Ji Heng pushed open the door, he saw Yang Mengyao, she smiled very softly, wearing a homely skirt, which was rare, and had the beauty of a small jasper.

Ji Heng paused for a moment and walked to the table with her: "Okay." ”

Sure enough, there are a bunch of exquisite meals on the table, small and exquisite, with a very high appearance, Yang Mengyao is worthy of a master's degree in art from a well-known university, and even the presentation is very exquisite.

Yang Mengyao sat down opposite him with a smile, the candle flame flickered, and the beauty said gently: "I've been married to you for so many years, this is the first time I've cooked, hurry up and try it to see if it suits your appetite." ”

Ji Heng silently picked up a small snack and stuffed it into his mouth expressionlessly.

Yang Mengyao looked expectant: "How is it?" I've been practicing this recipe for a long time, does it taste okay? ”

Ji Heng nodded, "It's okay." ”

He pushed away the chair and stood up: "Meng Yao, I'll go to the study first and finish the rest of today's work." ”

He paused: "Thank you for being willing to cook for me today." ”

Yang Mengyao could barely maintain the smile on her face: "We are husband and wife, and it is natural for us to do these things for you...... Say thank you. ”

She also stood up, followed behind Ji Heng, and almost sent the person into the study.

After Ji Heng opened her laptop and started working, she returned to the dining table alone, looking at the pile of snacks with an expressionless face.

The evening breeze blows in slowly, and the city is like spring all year round, and there is never a feeling of cold.

Yang Mengyao was extremely tired at this moment.

It's always been like this...... Be polite and respectful.

One bite at a time, thank you.

After sitting for a while, she stood up with a blank face and threw all the snacks that had been tried and tested many times into the trash.

What couple lives like this?

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"Ji Heng ......"

The lights in the master bedroom were flickering, Yang Mengyao's face was red, her eyes were almost dripping, her body was soft, and she was almost unwilling to leave Ji Heng.

Compared to her confusion, Ji Heng was very calm from beginning to end, as if he was just completing some task.

Yang Mengyao sobbed and grabbed his arm: "Hold me tight, okay?" ”

Ji Heng didn't want to see her face again, so he leaned down and buried his head in her long hair.

The scent is familiar.

He suddenly had a trance—

He bought this shampoo back. A year and a half after Wen Yu left this place.

He remembered very well that that day was the first time he asked Ji Anyang about Wen Yi's whereabouts, and Na Nizi immediately sneered at him.

also told himself that Wen Yu might be dead-

How can it be?

After work, he made a sneaky trip to the supermarket and brought back this bottle of shampoo with a familiar smell.

Since then, Yang Mengyao has had a similar taste to Wen Yi, so he naturally became in a trance, and at the most tempting moment of Yang Mengyao's sobbing, he also reached his peak, and muttered a name: "Wen Yu......"

After he spoke, he suddenly reacted, and immediately stiffened, and a cool breath seeped out of the cracks in his bones, slowly crawling all over his body.

Fortunately, Yang Mengyao didn't hear this remark, and lay in Ji Heng's arm sweating profusely, and said angrily: "I want to give you a child." ”

She suddenly spoke, with a genuine desire in her eyes: "I want to give you a baby." Let him bear witness to your and my love. ”

Ji Heng never replied, and Yang Mengyao was not dissatisfied.

Nothing was said all night.

At this time, in a small corner of Rongcheng, Wen Yu suddenly woke up in a nightmare.

She bounced off the bed in a sweat, as if she had been fished out of the water, and the sweat almost soaked the sheets.

"Why do you dream about the old things again......"

Wen Yi's face was pale, and he carefully took his daughter's hand away, walked barefoot to the bathroom, and washed his face with cold water.

glanced at the pale self in the mirror, and smiled bitterly: "I obviously haven't experienced that fire......

When I dream back in the middle of the night, I always dream about it.

Obviously, it was Wen Qiao who had an accident in that fire, but it was Wen Yu who was tormented in the dream.

You can't survive, you can't die.

She tiptoed back to the bed, her heart ached, she simply bent down, kissed the sleeping Wen Xi, subconsciously touched the black mole on her arm, and couldn't help but fall into a trance.

Before I knew it, I opened my eyes until dawn.

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The next day, Wen Yi specially asked for a leave from the leader, left a little early, and picked up Wen Xi early.

After arriving in Rongcheng, she sent Wen Xi to the kindergarten, this kindergarten is very good, and the conditions are particularly excellent in all aspects, but it is very far away from where Wen Yi works.

All the children were picked up by their parents, and only little Wen Xi was left sitting alone, fiddling with the toys brought by the teacher.

Wen Xi never complained, but Wen Yi was very distressed.

A small person usually follows him at home all the time, but at this time, how lonely will he be?

"Wen Xi, mom is here!"

When the teacher brought the children out, Wen Xi sat in a familiar corner almost as usual, quietly, ignoring the teacher's teasing, and all his interest was focused on the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

After hearing Wen Yi's call, the little girl's movements paused, and she subconsciously raised her head, and Wen Yi clearly saw the surprise in her eyes.

Then the little girl rushed into her arms like a cannonball: "Mother, mother! ”

writhing in Wen Yu's arms, and his small mouth didn't stop: "Have you resigned again?" Why did you get here so early today? Do you miss your baby too? ”

Wen Yi smiled and hugged the person: "Yes, my mother also misses her baby daughter." You're going to have a prom next week, aren't you? ”

She took the child around and kissed her on the head heavily: "Let's go buy a dress today and dress you up as the prettiest little princess!" ”

Wen Xi giggled and said loudly, "Mom is Cinderella, I'm Snow White!" ”

"You are all the prettiest princesses. Mother Wenxi, you are also going to participate in this masquerade, remember to dress up for yourself. ”

The kindergarten teacher came over: "It turns out that Wen Xi is also a clingy baby!" ”

She looked at Wen Xi very strangely, "Mother Wen, you don't know, when the baby was in our class, she was a very independent and very strong little girl. ”

"I've brought so many children, and I've never seen a child who hasn't cried here."

Wen Yi said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

She pinched Wen Xi's earlobe and said softly, "She is actually very clingy at home, just my little tail, following me around." My kitchen is only a little bit bigger, and sometimes Nozomi follows me. ”

She smiled with a hint of bitterness: "I'm afraid of accidentally stepping on her." ”

Wen Xi tugged at Wen Yu's skirt and didn't allow her to say any more: "Goodbye, teacher, I'm going to buy a skirt with my mother-"

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Wen Yi habitually took Wen Xi to the shopping mall she used to visit, which can basically be regarded as the center of Rongcheng, and the prices are very high.

Wen Yi suddenly thought of this matter, any little dress here can be worth her current month's salary.

Wen Yi took Wen Xi into a shoe store for fast-selling children's clothing, and the shopping guide in the store quickly surrounded him enthusiastically.

"What kind of shoes are you going to show your child?"

On weekday afternoons, the business in the store was also very deserted, several shopping guides gathered around Wen Yu and stared at Wen Xi, and one of the shopping guides even stretched out his hand to touch the little girl's head.

"This child is so beautiful...... Like a doll, my sister is too good at giving birth! ”

Wen Xi directly avoided the man's hand, and her delicate little face was indifferent to her age, "Sister, I don't like strangers touching me." ”

The shopping guide withdrew his hand in a sneer, his expression a little embarrassed.

Wen Yi was also a little nervous, helping her daughter explain: "I'm sorry, she doesn't like strangers touching her." ”

In this respect, Wen Xi is exactly the same as her father, whom she has never met.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Wen Yi hurriedly bought a pair of shoes and took Wen Xi out.

Walking along the familiar street with her daughter, she was in a relaxed mood, admiring the children's clothes in the window and asking her daughter, "Why don't you like that sister?" She does it because she likes you. ”

The corners of Wen Xi's mouth turned down, and he looked serious: "There are many people in the world who like me, but I only like my mother." Mom, only the person I like can touch my head. ”

Wen Yi smiled and hugged her: "Why are you so domineering?" ”

Wen Xi was ignorant: "Is that what domineering means?" ”

She put her arms around Wen Yu's neck, "I just don't like people touching me—Mom, look, this Snow White dress is so beautiful!" ”

Wen Yi hugged her and stopped, it was a very delicately arranged window.

Inside is a very familiar blue and yellow Snow White children's clothing, which is Wen Xi's favorite character.