Ni Chenghuan swiped the consumption records on his mobile phone, looked in a good mood, and asked casually, "What's it called?"

Sheng Jing smiled lightly: "Love brain, how can a woman spend money on a man."

She turned off the screen of her phone, turned her head to look at him, smiled in her eyes, and asked, "Are you happy?"

"Of course I'm happy, but not because you bought me something, it's because you admit it's my wife." He smiled.

Ni Chenghuan was in a good mood, but I don't know how this matter was photographed by someone I knew and spread it, and it was rumored in the circle that Sheng Jing would eat soft rice at home after resigning.

Sheng Jing didn't care about it when he heard the news, he ate soft rice and ate it, he didn't mind very much, face was not a big deal for him at all now.

It's just that Sheng Zhiyuan didn't know how the news was known, and he called over personally.

"Do you know how to be ashamed, if you are not ashamed, I will be ashamed of you!" Sheng Zhiyuan's tone was a little annoyed, "What has happened to life! Eat soft rice! The family has treated you badly, and you have to go and eat soft rice."

This is the least acceptable in the minds of the older generation.

Sheng Jing's tone was lazy, "I'm not ashamed."

"Tomorrow, come back to work!" Sheng Zhiyuan hung up the phone after speaking.

Sheng Jing turned off the screen of his mobile phone, threw it aside, and went to bed to tell Ni Chenghuan a bedtime story.

Ni Chenghuan raised his eyebrows, "Your dad called?"

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's just that I was found eating soft rice." His tone was light and breezy.

Ni Chenghuan couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you clarifying? After all, it's not soft rice."

Sheng Jing went to bed and hugged her, playing with her fingers, "This kind of thing will only get darker and darker, let them pass it on if they love it......

Ni Chenghuan was thoughtful, he lowered his head, put his ear on her, and said softly, "It's okay, I can eat soft rice, sister rich woman."

When these words came out of his mouth, she was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, and laughed angrily: "What did you learn?"

Sheng Jing smiled, "Do you like it?"

One second he was happy, but the next second he suddenly ate flying vinegar, and he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Did they treat you like this before?"

Ni Chenghuan turned his head to look at him, and admitted badly: "Yes, who made me a rich woman's sister, what's wrong, is there any problem?"

"And didn't you already know?"

He was silent for a while, and the smile on his face clearly fell, "I'm not happy."

Ni Chenghuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, trying to skip the topic, "Aren't you going to tell me a story?"

He didn't answer, he was still silent, his face full of unhappiness, "Go to bed early, I won't talk about it today."

Ni Chenghuan looked at the topic he provoked and made himself unhappy again, and instantly felt quite interesting.

After he lay down, he said again, "Ni Chenghuan, you scumbag."

Ni Chenghuan lay down, leaned over to him, and said with a smile, "The thief shouted to catch the thief."

Sheng Jing turned over and lay on his side, choked speechless, and his previous image was not necessarily a good kind.

"You remember you bought a car for a certain little white face, and you only bought me sweaters and socks that were too ugly to wear out of the house." He was angry when he thought about it.

Ni Chenghuan didn't look at him, and then pretended to be amnesiac: "It's been so long, I don't remember, besides, I also bought them pink sweaters, they all like ....." She closed her mouth when she said this.

Sheng Jing's brows never relaxed, "Also? How many more things do you have that I don't know?"

Ni Chenghuan began to pretend to be stupid, "Did I say it? You may have misheard."

Sheng Jing smiled angrily, "Baby, take me for fun......

"If you like a car, I can buy it for you," she said with a smile, looking like a rich woman, "Don't make a fuss, okay?"

"I don't want to, I want you to always be by my side and be my wife." He took her in his arms.

Ni Chenghuan was a little stunned, she didn't seem to have thought about these problems for a long time, and sometimes she would follow the words of others and become his wife. qs

Sometimes, in retrospect, she doesn't think that she has come this far, and suddenly she has everything she never thought of before.

"Sleep, I'm going to get that pink sweater away tomorrow." He muttered softly.

Ni Cheng laughed, "I really think you look good in it."

"Well, you can keep thinking like that, but I'm not going to let you get your wish." He spoke calmly.

She gave him what she gave to others, and he would rather not.

"Good night."

The next day, he was reluctant to throw it away, but he carefully threw the sweater into the deepest part of the closet, out of sight and out of mind.

Ni Chenghuan stood aside and watched him hide, saving: "It's really good-looking, I like to watch it."

Sheng Jingpi closed the closet door with a smile, "Wait until next time you buy me a unique one."

"Also, the pink ones don't." He added.

"Why?"

"What are your attachments?" He raised an eyebrow, "Or do you like who to wear, and you regret not seeing it, so you want me to wear it?"

Ni Chenghuan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at him, "Have you been a little sensitive lately?"

Sheng Jing was stunned and simply denied it neatly: "I didn't."

"Okay," she shrugged, "my phone rang."

It was Meng Nanqing's call, and the first thing she said after connecting was: "Men who eat soft rice are unreliable."

Ni Chenghuan didn't know how to explain it for a while, "I don't eat all the time."

Meng Nanqing was silent for a while, and smashed his tongue, "I'm just saying, he is such a face-saving person, you forced him?"

Ni Chenghuan glanced at Sheng Jing who walked in, "I was in a bad mood that day, and I like to swipe my card when I'm not happy."

"Yes, but are you really going to come with him?" Meng Nanqing's question went straight to the depths.

Sheng Jing subconsciously glanced at her, as if he could hear her conversation on the phone.

"Probably." She replied.

Now it's a step at a time, a day at a time, and she said, "If you always look back, you'll be in trouble."

"That's what I said...... Meng Nanqing wanted to say something again, but finally didn't say anything, and was silent for a long time before saying, "I support you in whatever decision you make."

Ni Cheng smiled, "It's good now, I'm enjoying it."

She figured it out, how can there be so much right and wrong, follow her heart.

"It's important that you're happy, and children also need a father, which is actually good," Meng Nanqing said with a smile, and became worried again after speaking, "But has his father always had an opinion about you?"

"No, it's nothing to me, and it's not something I should worry about."

"You're in a good state of mind."