Her initial anticipation became more and more irritable.

I didn't even want to eat dinner, and the whole person nestled on the sofa like an abandoned doll.

"Mom, Grandma Li said to eat sweet and sour pork ribs today, and lions..."

Jing Yuyu crossed her fingers and wanted to repeat Steward Li's words, but she couldn't remember the name of such a complicated dish.

Seeing that Zhuli still didn't mean to move for a long time, her fleshy cheeks pressed against her neck.

"Mom, let's go to dinner with Yuyu."

He shook her arm and looked at her pitifully with big eyes.

Takeri sighed and stroked her little moving head.

"Okay."

She ate this meal very reluctantly, and this was the first time that Jing Huaizhi disappeared without saying hello to her.

In fact, he never told her where he was going, it was just wishful thinking.

"Madam, isn't today's meal appetizing?"

Steward Li looked at her hand holding the chopsticks for a long time and didn't move, and couldn't help but look at her a little more.

"Do you know where he went?"

Takeri put down her chopsticks and looked up at her with an expectant look.

A hint of panic flashed in Steward Li's eyes, but it was quickly as usual.

"Ma'am, sir has been very busy."

Zhuli's eyes are deep, and the corners of her lips are slightly drooping.

When Jing Yuyu had almost eaten, she hugged her and sat back on the sofa.

I don't know when he will be back, but I want to give him a gift as soon as he returns.

By the way, tell him that she was the first to send blessings.

The pointer on the wall pointed to Eleven, but there was still no movement outside the door.

The finger poking at the phone screen wants to call the contact on the list, but it stops at the last step.

"If it was Mrs. Jing, he should have called to care if he didn't come back so late."

"Zhuli, what are you afraid of?"

Thinking like this, I felt a little more relieved.

Close your eyes and press down the string of numbers.

"Hello, the phone you are calling is turned off......"

The phone next to his ear hung down, and his mood was a little more anxious.

Except for business trips, his mobile phone generally does not turn off.

Didn't hear him say he was going on a business trip yesterday?

It may be arranged on an ad hoc basis, after all, a boss of their level is not blessed to enjoy a full vacation.

After a while, I suddenly felt less sad than before.

hugged the quilt and put the sofa out again, and covered it with the quilt.

Jing Yuyu had already fallen asleep in Zhuli's arms at this time.

She stroked Jingyu's face, which was flushed from her head buried in the quilt.

The arm stretched upwards and groped for his mobile phone, planning to swipe the circle of friends before sleeping.

The latest circle of friends was posted by Jiang Gardenia, and there is no copywriting, just a picture.

The time is shown as one hour ago.

The man's hand in the upper left corner of the photo is very eye-catching.

The back of the hand is covered with strong blood vessels, and the joints are well-proportioned.

Takeri's vision suddenly became very blurry, and he carefully zoomed in and out to view the photo.

I want to find evidence that it is not Jing Huaizhi who is sitting opposite.

After a long time, she turned off her phone with a blank expression.

Her friend and Jiang Gardenia's friend took the initiative to add it when she returned her scarf last time.

His eyes were staring at the ceiling in a daze, sleepy, but his brain was clearer than ever.

He tilted his head slightly, and his head hit the box.

Zhuli couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

Raising his hand to knock off the carefully prepared gift, his fingertips couldn't help but scream because they pierced the sharp corners of the box.

The palm of his hand was open, and he stared at the dense puncture marks between his fingerprints, and suddenly became aggrieved.

She worked hard to prepare a birthday present for him, but he went out on a date with her on his back.

The corners of his eyes began to redden, and he fell asleep under the covers and whimpered.

It was already the next morning when Jing Huaizhi came back, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the living room, he saw two small heads on the sofa.

As he approached, his gaze lingered on her for a moment.

wanted to wake up the two of them, and finally chose to help them fold the quilt.

Huo Ran's eyes were attracted by the packaging box thrown on the carpet.

Bend over and pick up.

I opened a corner, glanced at it quickly, and put it back.

The space on the sofa is limited, and Zhuli is afraid that she will squeeze into Jingyu and want to turn over, so she has to turn to the outside of the sofa.

I slept in a daze, rolled over and almost fell down.

Fortunately, the wide palm firmly supported her waist, and she was conscious after this.

However, the moment he saw the man's face, he was not very happy, and even a little disdainful.

Struggling to get back to the bed, he pulled up the quilt and stuffed his head.

"You still know to come back."

Fierce with a nasal voice that has just woken up, it looks too cute.

Jing Huaizhi's pure white fingers poked at her forehead through the quilt.

Completely ignoring her emotional problems.

"Did you have something important last night?"

I didn't get an answer for a long time, so Zhuli lifted the quilt and changed the question.

With messy hair scattered on the pillow, Jing Huaizhi couldn't help but reach out to smooth him.

"Hmm."

The answer is very slow, without a hint of emotion.

"With whom?"

Zhuli propped up his elbow and gossiped.

"Is it Secretary Jiang?"

Met his eyes and asked a tentative question.

A faint mist appeared in Jing Huaizhi's hazy eyes, and she let go of her hand after arranging her long hair.

Zhuli tilted her head and couldn't help but get a little closer to him, and her expression was blank for a moment.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

She feigned anger and turned her back to him.

"Daddy." Jing Yuyu rubbed her sleepy eyes and pouted her pink mouth.

"Dad, Mom said she had a surprise for you!"

Zhuli really wanted to cover her mouth, but unfortunately it was too late.

What else is the surprise called?

"Uh, it's a birthday present for you."

She turned around a few times and couldn't find the box.

"Is that it?"

Jing Huaizhi's gaze drifted to him, and he didn't know when there was a gift box in his hand.

Zhuli bit her cheek and nodded.

"Shall I take it apart and take a look?"

He lifted his eyelids slightly to meet hers, wanting to ask for her opinion.

"Hmm."

Zhuli put her hands on both sides of her trouser legs, and her heart also pinched.

The only smile on Jing Huaizhi's face suddenly condensed after seeing this gift.

She could clearly see a layer of sadness between his brows.

Don't you like it?

"If you don't like it, I'll make it up to you next time."

Zhuli reached out and wanted to snatch the scarf he was holding in his hand.

"Thank you, I love it."

Jing Huaizhi covered the gloom under his eyes and smiled sullenly.

Someone had promised to knit a scarf for him on his next birthday, but she broke her promise.

She scratched her head, "It's just a little ugly..."

Smiled awkwardly at him.

He wrapped the scarf around his neck, and the last loop tied a loose knot at the collarbone.

A smile spread across the corners of his mouth: "Is it good-looking?" ”

Takeri crossed her arms and looked at him quietly.

She chose black for him, and you can't go wrong with the basic color.

With his brown-toned coat, it gives rise to a bit of coldness.