He Mengjie pulled him and motioned him to walk to the audience: "Didn't you notice that she is happier these days?" It's rare that no children hate her, don't they? ”

Wen Xuan didn't speak, but the eyes that looked at her obviously softened.

He Mengjie smiled: "So, what are you worried about?" Listening to the rain has gained happiness from interacting with children, isn't this what you hope to be a father? ”

Wen Xuan nodded reluctantly.

He Mengjie grabbed the corners of her mouth with her hand and put on a smiling pose: "So, poker face, you can laugh and use your camera to take some pictures of your cute little princess to keep a souvenir." She said, shoving the camera into his hand.

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth twitched, and he replied sullenly, "I never take pictures." ”

He Mengjie shrugged her shoulders: "Anyway, I don't care, it's not my daughter who plays the stage." ”

Wen Xuan glared at her, reluctantly fiddling with the camera. He opened the album of the camera and looked at the photos inside, most of which were taken by Wen Tingyu himself. When he reached the last one, he stopped, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and glanced at He Mengjie, and saw that she was looking at the stage with her head outstretched. There was a gentle glint in his eyes.

On the stage, Wen Tingyu and her friends have come out. Although Wen Tingyu is just playing a sad little tree, he seems to be quite serious and dedicated.

He Mengjie was quite satisfied with Wen Tingyu's performance, turned her head to Wen Xuan and said proudly: "How cute and well-behaved Tingyu has become now, this is all my credit!" ”

The corners of Wen Xuan's mouth raised, and he responded with a smile: "Yes, yes." ”

He Mengjie pursed her lips and squinted her eyes: "I work so well, doesn't the boss reward or something?" ”

Wen Xuan replied solemnly: "Isn't it the greatest reward that I saved your life?" ”

He Mengjie's heart jumped, and her face turned red with a "sigh", remembering the scene of being artificially respirated. "Then I saved your daughter!" Not to be outdone, she protested.

Wen Xuan glanced at her: "My daughter is also saved by me, okay?" When you go, it's just adding to the chaos. ”

He Mengjie is so angry, just like that, it will wipe out her credit? If it weren't for her using her back to cushion Wen Tingyu's feet and win precious time, Wen Tingyu would not have been hurt at all?

She was feeling indignant when she suddenly heard a soft voice in her ear, "Thank you." ”

He Mengjie was taken aback, and turned her head to look at Wen Xuan in some astonishment, not quite daring to believe her ears.

At this time, the distance between the two of them was very close, and she could clearly see the gentle look in his eyes, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

"What did you just say?" She asked, her heart beating like a drum.

Wen Xuan's eyes blinked, and the look just now disappeared, replaced by the same calm as before. "I didn't say anything, it's already started, you don't listen to the rain, what are you doing?" As he spoke, he raised his camera and began to shoot very seriously.

He Mengjie stared at his side face in a daze for a long time, and saw that he had no other expression. I had to take a deep breath and turn my head to watch the stage play.

The stage play is quite exciting, but He Mengjie feels that no matter how wonderful it is, it is far less exciting than Wen Tingyu's performance. Although she only played a big tree, her tender voice and cute expression still won the applause of the audience.