In the end, the child was tired of crying, and could no longer cry out, so he fell asleep with tears in his eyes.

Long Jingze took the baby's special tissue, wiped the tears on the child's face with gentle force, and finally handed it to his grandparents, and told them that he would come to see them again when he had time. If there is any financial suffering, just call him and he will solve it immediately.

Before leaving, he also left a large amount of money for the two old men, so that they could buy something to replenish their bodies when they had time.

After all, the grandson has not grown up yet, and there can be nothing wrong with the two old men's bodies.

He also arranged for them to have a physical examination every year, and when it was time for the physical examination, someone would pick them up for a physical examination. Check for any abnormalities in your body.

That's all he can do for that comrade-in-arms, forget his spirit in the sky, and be at ease.

……

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, Long Jingze finished reading the military documents on his mobile phone and looked at the time, yo, it was twelve o'clock.

At this time, well, as a husband, it's time to call my wife back to her room to sleep.

Put on my slippers, go downstairs, come to the shallow studio, and knock on the door with my long fingers.

He didn't push the door directly in, because when people are immersed in something, it is easy to forget the movements around them, and to put it bluntly, they are easy to be frightened.

So, he knocked on the door first.

After three sounds.

"Enter."

Sitting in a push of scratch paper, Shang Qian did not plan to get up and open the door, but directly let Long Jingze in, and the door was not locked.

After Long Jingze entered, he bent down his tall body, avoided her scratch paper, and squatted beside her.

Shang Qian's focus on painting didn't look at him.

"Wife, it's time to go to bed."

"What time is it now?"

"Twelve."

"So late?" I have been painting for so long before I know it.

"So, isn't it time to put down the pen and go to bed?" Long Jingze's purpose was to ask her to go back to her room to sleep, so she didn't leave sleep for three or two sentences.

Shang Qian put down the pen and stretched, okay, I'll draw here today. I'll paint the rest tomorrow. “

Long Jingze was stunned, he had already planned to persuade for a long time tonight, and when necessary, he didn't mind being strong, but he didn't expect Shang Qian to be so well-behaved tonight, which made him feel a little unreal.

"Why are you stunned, don't you go upstairs? Or do you want to sleep in my studio?!! ”

I tilted my head and thought about it, but I felt bad again.

"No, you want to sleep here, I still don't agree, what if you don't sleep honestly and overwhelm me with the manuscript that I finally draw?"

With that, he went to Lalong Jingze. "Quick, come back to my room and go to bed."

This...... Is the role reversed, obviously he asked her to go back to her room to sleep. Why is it now that she is urging him!

turned off the lights in the studio, and Long Jingze was dragged back to the room by Shang Qian.

This feeling of being held by the daughter-in-law and going back to the room to sleep seems to be not bad.

As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Shang Qian yawned tiredly.

Just now, her mental power had been very concentrated, but now as soon as she relaxed, she became sleepy. Sure enough, I still haven't had enough rest today.

Squinted his eyes and ran to the bathroom to brush his teeth, Shang Qian kicked off his slippers and lay on the bed, covering himself with a quilt by the way.

When Long Jingze lay back on the bed, the woman spontaneously rolled into his arms.

He thought that he was still not asleep, but when he looked down, good guy, he slept so soundly, didn't he wait for him to sleep together? Besides, tonight's goodnight kiss hasn't been given to him yet, how can this work!