Jiang Wu looked up and saw Jin Zuo, who appeared in Yunxi villa at this time point. She was very surprised:

"what's the matter with you?"

Jin Zuo joked:

"you can only choose the same thing between a strong working woman and her husband and son. What do you choose?"

His question made Jiang Wu feel despised. She was unbalanced and said, "why did I choose, not you?"

The answer to this question is obvious. Jiang Fu can't imagine Jin Zuo becoming a cook in the family.

He stretched out his hand and thoroughly rubbed her messy hair into a bird's nest, and said faintly:

"you and I can choose, not necessarily one master inside and one master outside, we can all stay at home, anyway, we don't need money."

“???”

Jiang Wu has a black question mark face. Later on, she thinks it makes sense.

Just like this, there is no pursuit in life ~

"let's go, you are on vacation, and I have nothing to do. Take Youzhi home."

Jin, holding a milk bottle in his left hand, heard the familiar footsteps and opened the kitchen door without speaking to Jiang Wu.

Xiaoyouzhi is wearing a crooked Pajama, still sleepy, crying for milk.

Jin Zuo had no choice but to smile and put the warm milk bottle on his little face -

I don't know whether it was hot or scared, but Xiao Youzhi excites himself and subconsciously opens his eyes.

"Daddy? What are you doing here? "

The little man just wants to be coquettish in Jiangwu and ask for a drink from his grandmother. Once he meets Jin Zuo, he loses his breath and wakes up.

"Why, not welcome?" Jin Zuo gave him a reward.

It didn't use much strength, but the grapefruit didn't stand still and stepped back a little.

As soon as Jiang Wu saw the urgency, she immediately went forward and pulled away Jin Zuo, complaining:

"you should be careful to hurt the baby, and you don't know whether the bottle is hot or not, so you rub it on his face? Please show me quickly. Does it hurt? "

When he opened the curtain on his forehead, he saw a few red marks on his delicate skin, about the chestnut.

"It hurts!"

With Jiang Fu's support, little grapefruit feels a lot harder!

Originally, it didn't hurt at all. He deliberately crooked his little face and looked miserable.

Jiang's eyes turn white and Jin's eyes turn white. She is careful to help you. They look like a "warm" scene of a loving mother and a defeated child.

Jin Zuo is a little worried about you's future growth, but he feels that this kind of picture is very eye-catching.

He and Youzhi are no longer dependent on each other. He teaches sternly and hides his concern in his heart.

Jiang Fu's love is so late, like a hoard of volcanic eruptions, doting fast sweet off his teeth.

Forget it Youzhi's foundation is still right. She can't spoil her.

When he handed the bottle to little pomelo, his tone was light, with a hint of warning:

"after next year's birthday, no more milk powder, instead of milk."

"Why..." Xiaoyou's right, can see Jin left serious eyes, he immediately counseled: "OK, I know."

Jiang Fu rubbed Youzhi's head and his face was full of mother's smile.

Since she recognized Youzhi, she really wanted to stick to him all the time and give him all her best love to make up for her mother's love.

"By the way, you said you were going home. Where are you going?"

Jin Zuo said that both of them are on vacation and they want to take Youzhi home. It's not Yunxi villa. Is it Jin Zuo's 30 story hotel?

"Is a hotel home?"

"What do you mean? I'm not going to the island... "

Ginger charm don't lead vision, hide oneself slightly show awkward mood.

Although he is the lover she has recognized, she can accept all kinds of things in the past.

But the women in love are not generous, can accept, but there is no way to stop the jealous careful thinking.

After all, Mo wanted to get along with her when he got married.

Calling that place "home" was a little uncomfortable to her.

Jin Zuo naturally understood her meaning, but he reached out and took her waist.

She whispered in her ear:

"if you think about it again, where is Ann

He ignores the scene of you again, the intimate action makes Jiang Fu tremble all over, subconsciously blush.

Staring at the ceramic tile on the kitchen floor, Jiang Fu's brain is a little bit dead. After a long time, she realizes where he said it!

"Apartments in s city!"

Where he started with her.

It's also the place where Jiang Fu stayed and kept her feelings.

That's home.