Ninger pushed Jiangsu's chest with both hands and danced with her tongue.

A few minutes later, Ning'er's lips were almost bitten by Jiangsu, and the two were separated.

Jiangsu's lips are all her girlfriend's lipstick marks, and Ning'er's lip makeup is also spent. Jiangsu's eyes were obscure, "Don't put on makeup in the future, don't put on lipstick!"

Ninger bowed her head shyly and said softly, "Brother Xiao Su, you said you have a long life, don't you be afraid~"

Jiangsu: "No matter how long your life is, you can't hold back like this."

Before going out, Ning’er took a wet wipe and wiped off the red makeup around Jiangsu’s lips. She also wiped off the lipstick with a tissue, and re-touched the makeup. Staring at her.

Ning’er held the mirror and lipstick in one hand, and stood there, looking at the opposite boyfriend. "Brother Xiao Su, can I put on lipstick?"

"No!"

After finishing speaking, Jiangsu confiscated her lipstick, "It's okay, your mouth is red now." It was just gnawed by him.

Ninger pouted, her lipstick was confiscated, she said unhappily: "Not only red, but also painful."

I walked around the snack street and bought a lot of food in line. Finally, Jiangsu took Ninger to the mall. After a shallow stroll, I went to the top floor of the mall to buy a paper-wrapped fish. Only the real date is over.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, when the shopping mall was closed, the two went to the hotel where they stayed in Jiangsu.

Opening the door, Ning'er entered, "Brother Xiao Su, is there only one bed in this room?"

Jiangsu thought of his girlfriend's actions today, he deliberately tested whether his future mother-in-law taught him well, "Yah, don't leave tonight, just live here."

"Okay, I happen to have all my luggage in the back of your car..."

"Brain brain, Yaya, brain!" Before waiting for Ning'er to finish, Jiangsu nodded her head, hating that iron is not steel, "Your mother taught you this afternoon for nothing."

Ninger closed her eyes, was nodded, aggrieved, "You let me stay."

"I'm testing you." Jiangsu pinched Ning'er's cheeks on both sides, "You can't lie with me, you know!"

"

Jiangsu instantly released the subject's face, as if she understood that she was distressed that she lived in a hotel alone, and wanted to open two rooms to accompany her.

It is my own mind, which is impure.

"Cough, go, I'll take you home."

Ninger snorted and was dragged back to Ning's house.

At the back door of the house, Jiangsu pressed the person to the co-pilot again, hugged and kissed for a long time, and finally felt the fishy smell, and Jiangsu let go. A man, when he gets up sometimes, can't control his strength.

Ninger used lipstick to touch up her makeup on the car to cover up the traces of being kissed, and ran out of the car with her bag.

"I'll pick you up at noon tomorrow."

Ninger ran away.

Jiangsu also turned the steering wheel and went back to the hotel.

Back to the hotel.

Jiangsu saw that there was no updated video of Fatty in the family group, so he took the initiative to make a video call to Sister Nuan.

Two links go down, but no one answers. Jiangsu is curious: "Who are you calling? It's still busy and not connected."

Jiang's house, bedroom.

Gu Nuannuan was snuggling in her husband's arms, President Jiang was holding his wife, and a small pier was thrown beside the bed.

The little guy held Ma Ma's phone and looked at his uncle over there.

"Mmmmm~" he uttered baby language.

Gu Xiaohan put on his headphones and looked at the little fat melon over there, "Jiang Tianzhi, are your parents asleep? Throw you to me?"

"Uh~"

Recently, the little guy slept in the daytime until noon and couldn't wake up, and stared at his stainless steel eyes at night. Gu Nuannuan couldn't stand it, and President Jiang wanted to throw his son out.

Mayor Jiang was afraid and did not dare to bring the baby at night; Old Jiang was also cowardly, "Chen Yu, Dad is getting old, please let Dad have a happy old age, I'm just a little kid. Small request."

Jiang Momo stretched out her hand, "I'll come, I'll make it."

Mr. Jiang glared at him, Miss Jiang's arm immediately retracted.

So, it became a matter of husband and wife.

Gu Nuannuan thought of a trick, and directly opened a video to his brother, and saw that it was daytime over there. It happened that Gu Xiaohan was busy with his thesis again.

"You don't have a deep relationship with your nephew. Now I'll give you this chance. Your brother-in-law and I are going to sleep, and you watch him for me."

Because of the jet lag, the two of them can chat all the time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Gu Xiaohan: "Your mother taught you to fight and kill all day long, calling you uncle."

He sat in the empty classroom of the school, typing on the computer, revising sentences, tenses.

The mobile phone was leaning against the book, and Mr. Xiaoshan "supervised" his uncle's study.

Someone enters the classroom, "Hi, Gu, what are you doing?"

"Video with my nephew."

A group of foreigners in the eyes of Xiao Shanjun passed by and saw the familiar fat doll, "Wow, it's a baby."

They greeted Jiang Tianzhi.

The couple continued to sleep, Gu Nuannuan slept for a long time and felt uncomfortable, "husband~"

She shouted, and without waiting to speak, President Jiang knew what she wanted to do by listening to the tone.

So he hugged his little wife in the quilt and let her hug him, and he turned sideways.

Gu Nuannuan changed direction and put one leg on her husband. Well, it was comfortable.

Mr. Jiang looked back and saw his son was still chatting, "Does your mother still have power on her phone?"

The little guy dropped the phone and crawled over to find his father.

Mr. Jiang gave him a push, kept him aside, handed him the phone, and he continued to sleep lightly with his wife in his arms.

Wait until midnight.

Gu Xiaohan looked at the phone and there was no face of his little nephew, nor his little milk voice.

So he called his brother-in-law.

Mr. Jiang slept hazy, then connected, "Hello?"

"Brother-in-law, can I put your son to sleep?"

Mr. Jiang got up, looked at a small bun crawling at the end of the bed, squinted and fell asleep. He went over, dragged his little foot into his arms, patted it casually twice, and the night owl fell asleep.

The next day, before going to work, President Jiang took his sleeping son to the company.

In the morning, in the CEO's office, every time the door is opened, the young master's cry can be heard.

The secretary outside the door: "The president will not quarrel with his wife. The wife does not want children, so the president has to take care of it, right?"

After Secretary Luo left, Assistant He became a gossip.

Assistant He: "Impossible, if the wife quarrels with the president, the president will not see the face of the young master. He must have carried the child back to his parents' home. And look, how is the president feeling today?"

"It's okay, very patient, the young master kept crying, and he didn't get angry with us."

Assistant He nodded, "That's right. Think about it, before, the wife and the president quarreled, and the president came to the company with a black face. Whoever enters is unlucky."

Everyone nodded in unison, feeling that it made sense.

Assistant He taught privately, "As you remember, the president's mood will only be influenced by his wife. If the president is in a good mood, the wife is in a good mood. If the president is in a bad mood, it must be the wife who gives him cold again. Bench up.

As for now, at most, she has given birth to a son who loves to cry, even if she wants to throw it away, the president accepts his fate. "

So be patient.

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