Chapter 447 Old...Public...

  Fortunately, shopping was relatively quick. The two left the convenience store, and the crowd there was still hesitating about whether they were the one and the other.

  Until they finally reacted and hurriedly chased them out excitedly, the pair of people whose backs were exceptionally superior and eye-catching were gone.

When I returned to the Nanshan Courtyard, Shi Su was thinking that he hadn't cooked for a long time and wanted to show off his skills again. However, Jing Jihan didn't let her touch a leaf of the vegetable, so he drove her back to the hall directly. She threw an ipad and let her sit there and play when she was bored.

  Jing always insists on ruling the kitchen, Shi Su is not good at robbing him, so bored, he has to nest on the sofa and watch a movie with an iPad.

  The movie is a literary and artistic film, the plot is not bad, but it is indeed a hypnotic artifact.

  The environment was too quiet and warm, and the atmosphere was too leisurely. Shisu couldn't help but close her eyelids a few times. Suddenly, she was covered with a thin blanket. She raised her head on the sofa and said, "Can you eat?"

  "Wait a while, I'll go to sleep when I'm tired, and I'll call you." The man helped her put the ipad in her arms on the coffee table.

  Shi Su turned over on the sofa, put one hand under his face, and the other hand pulled the thin blanket up, looking up at him: "Jing Jihan, you are so used to me, you will spoil me."

  The man leaned down, staring at her lazy little expression with clear and dark eyes: "Not enough."

"That's not enough? Do you want me to go to heaven?" Shi Su smiled and pulled the thin blanket up, covering half of his face, blocking his mouth that had been cocked, but with smiling brows. But I couldn't cover it no matter how, I smiled and put down the thin blanket and said: "If this goes on, I will be accustomed to the **** that you can't carry on your shoulders. Now there is not even an aunt here. As a result, you even have vegetables Don’t let me touch it. If I’m used to you and don’t want to do anything in the future, I just sit and lie down every day and wait for feeding. You must not complain about me. You are accustomed to it."

   "With me, which round will you carry?" The man's eyebrows moved slightly.

At this time, a reminder sounded from the kitchen that the rice cooker was ready to cook. He got up and walked back, his back is always so calm and elegant with the tools, as if he was going to not the kitchen, but a conference room with a multinational cooperation of hundreds of millions. , But take a closer look, what he wears is casual sports uniforms, not as rigorous and cold as usual in the company.

   Such a man is actually her husband.

  Shi Su didn’t know why the two words “husband” suddenly popped up in his heart... and suddenly realized that he didn’t seem to have called him that way.

She glanced at the back of Jing Jihan who had already walked into the kitchen. She turned around and put her head on the back of the soft sofa. She held herself there for a long time in a way of suffocating herself, and she actually started to imagine. When will I start calling my husband?

  In fact, I already shouted in my heart.

The inexplicable little excitement caused her to feel sleepy again. She sat up and took the ipad again and started to watch. While watching, she picked up the phone conveniently. Before Jing Jihan came over, she quickly opened her WeChat note to Jing Jihan. Change the WeChat name remarks originally given to JH to "husband", modify and save.

Just after finishing the change, I looked down at the two remarks for a long time. The more I looked at it, the hotter my mind became. I smelled the fragrance of delicious food floating in the air. Suddenly I quickly changed the remarks and became "Royal Breeder". ".

  I just entered the last word, and heard that Jing Jihan was finally ready for dinner. I forgot to save it. I quickly got up to help serve the food and threw the phone on the sofa.

  Just a short while...oh no, it’s almost an hour since I came back from the convenience store. Jing Jihan made all the ingredients she bought at the convenience store.

All kinds of delicious dishes were put on the table one by one, and when I went back to the kitchen to get the tableware, I just opened the cupboard and touched two plates in it. As a result, my hands were slippery and I could not hold them firmly. Holding it, in a blink of an eye, Jing Jihan had an extra bottle of red wine in his hand.

  She glanced at the wine bottle, and suddenly saw the words 82 years old.

At the beginning, it seemed that she was teased by the clerk at some hot pot restaurant, saying that this kind of Lafite had long been gone on the market, and even if it was there, it was kept at home by all kinds of wealthy people. There are so many. Lafite in 1982.

  But isn’t this just a bottle right now?

She couldn't help but stared at Narafi for several times, and then raised her eyes in surprise to Jing Jihan: "If it is used for collection...I think it's better to put it back in the wine cabinet... I drink a bottle of 200 yuan. The wines are also very emotional..."

  Jing Jihan had already taken the decanter in his other hand, and at the same time glanced at the dinner plate in Su's hand: "Hold it firmly, don't drop it."

Shi Su lowered his head and glanced at the dinner plate in his arms. Only then did he see the extremely delicate and elegant patterns and the good glaze on the dinner plate. If he did not look carefully, he thought it was two beautiful white porcelain plates. Now he is so careful. It seems that the patterns above are not easily visible on the market at all.

   "Is it expensive?" she asked.

  "Fortunately, things from the Qianlong period are usually only used as collectibles. They have never been taken out for a hundred years." The man said this very calmly, and at the same time he opened the bottle of wine.

  Shisu: "…………"

She hurriedly put the two plates back into the cupboard as if holding her ancestors in her hand, and then flipped through the other plates, and found that they all looked delicate and expensive, so she had to find two that looked nothing. Time-sensitive, at best, it's more expensive, but it's definitely not a collectible. The dinner plate is taken out, and then carefully taken out and put on the table.

  She finally knows why Nanshan Bieyuan is so famous, although many people have never had a chance to come in.

The bricks and tiles here are probably not simple. Not to mention that any plate is a collection of hundreds of millions of dollars. At this moment, she glanced at the blue and white porcelain vase and various furnishings on the side of the stairs, and swallowed silently. saliva.

  Just now, she didn’t think about the value of these things too much...

  She can't imagine Jing Jihan lying on the bed in her small ruined house, unable to get up for several days, and can only look at the old four-panel windows to recover from the sad mood.

So she used to wonder why Jing Jihantang, the person in charge of the Yujing Group, can make life so smooth and low-key, what is the international meal by air, what is the platinum imperial palace that can only be written in novels, and what is flying? Going to various countries to do this and that, these exaggerated things have never happened to him.

  It turns out that some people have lived in such a habitual environment since birth, and they are so accustomed to them that they have no interest in those things that are particularly present.

  (End of this chapter)