Chapter 149

That tone is recalling the past, Jiang can not help but feel a little funny, joked: "Yu brother, so trust me?"

Rong Jing, who came out with him, turned black at the bottom of the pot.

This woman, just clearly he helped a lot, out of the bidding meeting, received a phone call directly and Chen Yu said.

Do you have any conscience?

The air conditioning of Rongjing's whole body should not be too obvious. Walking beside him, Jiang can feel the chill. Today, he really helped a lot. Jiang hung up the phone and turned to compensate Rongjing with a smile.

"Mr. Rong, thank you for today's business. If you are free this evening, please have dinner."

Rong Jing's face looks a little better. She has a little conscience and eyesight, but she looks indifferent.

"Tonight at your house, you cook."

Jiang Xuan smoked from the corner of his mouth. It was enough to invite him to dinner and cook himself. He deliberately made an excuse, "the company is busy tonight."

Rongjing did not care about the corners of his mouth, raised a smile: "I'll go to your house and so on."

“…… I'll try to get back early. " When Jiang Xuan heard this, he seemed to see the bun.

In the evening, Jiang Xun was busy with the company and drove home to cook for Rong Jing. Thinking that xiaobaozi might be there, he turned the corner and went to the supermarket. He brought xiaobaozi a package of dumplings and glutinous rice balls.

However, when she opened the door, she asked about the smell coming from the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans crashing.

Just wondering what's going on, a small steamed stuffed bun came from the kitchen, but with a fierce reprimand: "Jing, you put so much salt will kill Mommy."

It turned out that xiaobaozi was cooking ahead of time. At the thought of xiaobaozi's soft and waxy face, Jiang Li felt warm in his heart and walked into the kitchen with something.

"Ning Ning, I brought you something."

As soon as the voice fell, a small steamed bun with milk fragrance came into his arms. Rong Ning was buried in Mommy's arms with a happy face, and rubbed it cleverly: "Mommy, you've finally come back. Ning Ning miss you."

Jiang Cong's pet hugged Rong Ning, "I want to be Ning Ning, too."

Rong Ning smiles happily and takes the bag from Mommy's hand. It's obviously a little heavy, but he still tries to pretend to be very relaxed and hands it to Rong Jing.

"Mommy bought it for me."

Looking at the small steamed stuffed bun in front of him with a show off look, Rong Jing drooped his eyes, quietly stirred the soup in the pot in his hand, and the other free hand carried the bag to one side and emphasized it again.

"It's your mommy who invited us to dinner tonight."

"Yes," Rong Ning blinked her lovely big eyes and said, "let's help Mommy cook together and three people cook together."

Rong Jing decides to ignore this brainless son.

Jiang Xuan picked up the dishes at the edge of the pool and came to stand beside Rong Jing and began to cut. Rong Jing's eyes looked over there from time to time and looked at the soup in the pot.

See Rong Ning really can't go down, go to push Rong Jing up, "how can you let mommy cut vegetables, cut hand how to do, you go."

This is the cub with the elbow going out.

Rong Jing gets closer to Jiang Xuan, and the atmosphere between them is warm and ambiguous. Rong Jing just wants to hold Jiang Xuan's hand, but Jiang Xuan suddenly shrinks to avoid Rong Jing's approach.

Rong Ning's face crossed a momentary look of loss, and in an instant he ran to comfort Mommy with worry.

"Mommy, what's the matter with you? What's wrong with you? "

Say, small hand up and down touch, eyes worried up and down look.

"I'm fine." When Jiang Xuan saw Rong Ning's heart softened, his tense mood gradually relaxed. "Let your father cook soup and cut vegetables, I'm afraid he will cut them."

Rong Jing's face was gloomy for a moment. Looking at Jiang Xuan's look, it seemed that he wanted to eat her. However, xiaobaozi stood firmly by mommy's side, looking at him with his father's useless look: "you'd better make soup."

"It's dangerous to cut vegetables. I'll do it." Rong Jing suddenly tears away a smile and hugs Jiang from behind, holding Jiang's hand holding the handle of the knife in one hand.

Jiang Xuan's body was stiff for a moment. She almost raised the kitchen knife in her hand, but was pressed down by Rong Jing. In her ear, Rong Jing's warm breath said, "do you want to murder your husband?"

"Who are you, my husband?" Jiang Xun frowned angrily and pushed Rong Jing away to cook the soup.

Xiaobaozi stood in the middle, looking at Rongjing bitterly: "Jingjing, you eat mummy tofu again!"

Rong Jing's face remained unchanged: "you ate twice as much as I did just now."

"That's my mommy!" Small steamed stuffed bun is unconvinced of argue to get up, along with the situation a hugged Jiang Xuan.

"I'm your daddy." Rong Jing can't remember how many times he emphasized.

Small steamed stuffed bun flat mouth, looks very cute: "that has nothing to do with my mommy."“……”

Rong Jing gives up arguing with his elbow, and has no brain to attract his mother and mentally retarded son.

In his eyes, there is only mommy in the world, there is no daddy at all.

Jiang Li obviously felt that the sound of cutting vegetables was a little loud.

After a meal, she felt that she was back to the famine era. Xiaobaozi kept bringing her vegetables for fear that she would not have enough to eat.

Sitting on one side, Rong Jing glanced at his son and expressed dissatisfaction: "where's your daddy?"

"Jing has arms and hands. He can pick his own dishes."

"Your mommy has arms and hands, too." Rongjing road.

Xiaobaozi spared no effort to serve Mommy. He went to Jiang Xun and served a bowl of soup. "Mommy is different. Daddy also wants to serve Mommy."

“……”

Rong Jing's face was so stiff that he wanted to have a candlelight dinner with Jiang Xuan. As a result, he was known by Baozi and became like this.

No matter what, we can't bring back our son who keeps wandering in front of Jiang.

In the end, Rong Jing took the bun by the collar and sent the man to the opposite room, slamming the door: "go to bed at nine in the evening on time."

Xiaobaozi stood at the door, kicking and kicking, protesting discontentedly: "Jing, you just want to monopolize Mommy!"

He really wants to monopolize Jiang, but it's not the time yet.

Jiang Xuan is in the restaurant, packing up and washing dishes. Rong Jing goes to pick him up and says, "I'll do it."

"It's OK. Just wait in the living room." It was too much for Jiang Xuan to let the guests wash dishes in his own home, but he didn't let them out. Finally, he succeeded in achieving the goal of Rongjing. Two people stood by the sink and washed dishes together.

Jiang Xuan constantly felt that the breath of Rongjing around him was a little bit close to him, and he didn't adapt: "you are still..."

Before she finished speaking, Rong Jing took a plate from her hand: "I'll help you with it."

By chance, she also touched her hand. Jiang's face was hot, which made her dizzy.